Christmas Special

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A/N: Merry Christmas my loves! I know, it's been forever. I'm currently working on the well deserved chapters I owe all of you guys. I'm sorry it's taken me so long, with my family and all I haven't had much time to update. Hopefully the chapters I'm preparing for you guys will be good.

I hope you all have a Merry Christmas (those of you who celebrate it) and a Happy New Year! God bless you and your families.

Enjoy! ❤️❤️

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Alexandra's P.O.V

When Christmas morning arrived, I was already awake leaning against the headboard nursing my hungry little princess. Harry was still sound asleep, snuggled under the mass of blankets.

"Merry Christmas baby girl. I love you very much." I murmured down at Scarlett. This was our first Christmas with her, and I was a bit emotional, but what mother wouldn't be?

Harry stirred in bed a few minutes after I was done nursing and burping our daughter.

"Good morning beautiful. Merry Christmas..." Harry smiled lazily, sitting up to kiss me on the lips and plant a kiss on the baby's nose. Scarlett shrieked and then giggled when her Daddy placed multiple kisses all over her face.

"I love you so incredibly much, Scarlett Anne." He whispered as they both held intense eye contact.

They're so much alike, it's incredible.

"She love you more, baby." I smiled fondly, threading my fingers through my baby girl's hair.

We spent our few moments together as a family, and were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"May I come in?" Anne's voice could be heard from behind the closed door. I giggled and nuzzled into Harry's neck as he called out his approval to his beautiful mother.

"Merry Christmas my loves!" She cheered taking Scarlett into her arms when the little girl whined for her attention.

"Nana's beautiful girl! I love you so much. Why don't we go and open presents Santa left for you, hmm?" Anne cooed, kissing her granddaughter on the forehead.

Harry and I got up from the cozy bed and followed after Anne and Scarlett. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back against his naked chest.

"Why aren't you wearing a shirt or something?" I hummed once we reached the living room and seated ourselves to open Christmas presents.

"Wait for it..." Was the only thing he said.

I gave him a confused look and was about to ask what he meant by that but Anne cut me off.

"Okay, guys; I've knitted all of us some Christmas sweaters I want us all to wear, so go and change into them. They're in the bathroom." Anne beamed, ushering us into the hallway.

Gemma was the first into the bathroom, laughing loudly when Harry whined for her to hurry up.

"I don't remember us having to wear sweaters last year." I commented, watching Harry and Scarlett played with each other.

"She told me she wanted us to wear them this year now that Scar's here and all." He explained.

How sweet of Anne!

"She's going to look so adorable!" I gushed leaning towards them to kiss my little baby's lips.

"Mama!"

Harry's P.O.V

We received a lot of presents from my parents, Alex and I bought my parents matching rings, Gemma bought Alex some black Chelsea boots and so on. Scarlett, however, received a lot of toys and clothes and much more adorable baby things from my parents, Gemma and from us.

"Did you like your gift, babes?" I grinned towards Alex. She blushed softly and nuzzled into my neck.

"I loved it very much, Hazza. Thank you." She praised. I kissed the top of her head gently. "I'm glad you like it, I don't know what I would've done with myself if you didn't." I joked. Though I really didn't know what I would've done is she didn't want it.

I bought Alexandra for Christmas a promise ring. Yeah, kind of cheesy. But she likes it and that's all that matters to me.

"I love you." I mumbled, pulling back slightly to cup her face in my hands and plant a passionate kiss on her lips. Alex smiled into the kiss, causing me to smile as well.

"I love you more."

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A/N: Merry Christmas! 🎄🌟🎅🏼❤️

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