Black & White

Chapter 31

*Harry's POV*

Yes, I did want to have kids of our own with Tristan, but I want to see how well we do with Anna's kids and being godparents before we have our own.

"I want them whenever we're ready," I paused, looking over at her momentarily, "but I think in order to be ready, we should see how well we do with our godchildren."

I could see her nod from the corner of my eye. I could tell by the way her shoulders slightly slumped when I said this, she was disappointed. I wanted to stop this car and rub the slump from her shoulders, I feel awful for disappointing her.

"I'm sorry," I say as I pull under the hotel's overhang.

"It's okay. I know what you mean," she replies quietly.

I gave her an apologetic look as I handed the valet my keys and we walked into the hotel. Thank god it was like 3:30 in the morning, so no fans or paparazzi knew we'd be out. They were piled thick at the hospital.

I can't wait for Anna and Zayn to come back, I want to see my godchildren! As hard as it is to admit to the rest of the boys, I'm a complete softy for kids. Only Zayn, Anna, and Tristan know. Of course there's Lux, but she's like a sister to me. Adalynn and Blake, just make me feel warm inside. They're so cute and I wish they were mine. But, unfortunately, they aren't. However, I am their godfather. I'm going to be a second father to these kids. When Zayn and Anna play the bad cop on them, Tristan and I are going to be the good cop. I'll save strictness and my overprotective nature for when we have our own kids.

By now, we were in our hotel room getting changed. Tristan was turned around pulling pajamas out of her bag so I decided to just change here.

She turned around earlier than I expected while I just pulled my boxers down. I can't stand being in the same ones for 24 hours straight. She let out a high pitch "Harry!" and covered her eyes.

I chuckled at her innocence. "Babe, you've seen him before. Plus if you want kids, he's got to be involved."

With her hands still covering her eyes she groaned, "I know, but put your clothes on!"

I just stood there, I'm going to have fun with this.

She sensed me unmoving and spoke, "Harry, I'm serious. I'm going to give you until the count of ten to put your clothes back on."

"Or?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"What are you going to do if I don't?"

"I'm going to...I don't know, just do it!" she exclaimed.

"No," I laughed.

"One," she pressed on. I didn't move so she went on. "Two."

I chuckled.

"Three."

Now I was smirking.

"Four."

"Why?" I asked.

"Five," she said, ignoring my question.

I just stood there rocking on my feet.

"Six."

"Come on babe, you know you want him," I smiled, although she couldn't see it.

"Seven."

"He wants you," this was true, but if she asks, I'm just joking.

"Eight."

I started slowly walking closer to her. I was careful to be silent so she wouldn't hear me.