Begin Again [Harry Styles Fanfic]

Happily Ever After -- Epilogue

((Pst. I've already posted this chappie once but then I somehow deleted it but then I just remembered that I never updated my wattpad app on my phone so really I've had it this whole entire time. But whatever. We're just going to pretend like none of that ever happened. Ever.)) This is it. This is the end. If you’re as emotionally involved in this story as I am you’re probably going to need a box of tissues. There will be a proper author’s note at the end but I just wanted to start this off with a message because…because I’m a thug niqqa.

*Six Years Later*

I stood behind the counter slowly sipping my hot chocolate with not one but two extra scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream. There was a loud thud from upstairs and I lifted the mug to my lips once again. I heard the front door open and I stared tiredly in its direction, far too lazy to be concerned with the fact that someone might possibly be breaking into the house. What could I say? It was my day off, no fucks could be found.

My lips tugged up into a semi smile as Elana rounded the corner, a grin already plastered on her face. It felt like forever since I’d seen her last and the feeling was only amplified as she wrapped her tiny arms around me. Her head still only came to right below my chin though so not much had changed.

She pulled away from me and looked me up and down before laughing. “How’s it goin’, Mama? You been busy lately?" She laughed again with a wink.

I rolled my eyes at her, smacking her hand away as she tried to pinch my cheeks. “Says the hoebag that just got married and popped an eight pound baby out of her vagina."

Elana laughed loudly as she hopped on to the countertop beside me, kicking her legs slightly. “Hey now, hey now. One eight pounder is better than two five-pounders." I nodded in agreement as I took another sip from my mug. “Where are the curly shitbitch triplets anyways?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

Before I could even think of answering her, there was a series of high-pitched screams coming from upstairs. I sighed heavily, placing my mug down as I heaved myself away from the counter. I motioned for Elana to follow me as I made my way upstairs, picking up discarded legos, forgotten teddy bearsm and one lone sock as we went. Once at the top, I kept walking down the hallway until I reached the door at the end of with the two intertwined ‘A’s across the top. I knocked twice before pushing it open.

The two girls were crouched by the bed whispering to each other but as soon as they heard the door open they jumped up and spun around facing me, their hands behind their backs as they looked up at me innocently. I, however, wasn’t falling for it.

I walked into the room, leaving Elana standing in the doorway as I paced in front of them, my arms crossed over my chest. “Alana, Alaya," I said sternly, looking at both of them with a raised eyebrow. They looked at each other with wide eyes before turning back to me. They were both wearing their tutus and fairy wings from Halloween. “What are you doing?"

Alaya elbowed Alana who coughed and scratched her nose before answering. How much it must suck for her to have my tell tale trait for when I was lying. “We were just…we were just cleaning up before it was time to go." Alaya stood beside her nodding her head in excited aggreement.

I watched them through narrowed eyes. That’s when I saw it. Just the very tip of Harry’s favorite beanie sticking out from under Alana’s bed. My eyes flashed back over to the girls as they stepped to the side, blocking my view. “And neither of you happened to have seen where your dad went, right?"

"I thought he was with you?" Another cough and scratch from Alana.

Alaya shot her a dirty look before smiling at me sweetly. If I didn’t know any better I’d swear she was an angel with her auburn hair pulled up in a messy bun. Except I knew better because I taught her that trick. I’d raised a monster. “Daddy said he was going to take a shower."