_May’s POV_
“Henry don’t pull your sisters hair.” I pick up the small boy in my arms, his dark hair flopping on my shoulder as I walk into the kitchen.
“Aye, May Darcy’s putting the cat in a head lock again.” I roll my eyes as Niall takes another bite of pancakes at my dining table. I walk into the living to see the cat scurry past my feet, away from the scene going on in the living room. Harry had Darcy in his arms tickling her, while spinning in circles. His curls flying around his head, her giggle being heard throughout the whole three story house, while they enjoy their little ‘fighting session’ the doorbell rings, I walk to it Henry playing with my hair as I swing the large wooden door open.
“May! Where’s Darcy I have something for her.” Zayn says running into the room past the door, but stops for a second to past Henry on the head.
I shake my head laughing, but a little yawn in my ear catches my attention, I smile and kiss his forehead as I head for his room, as I walk in the lights are off so I carefully feel around the room, darkened by his curtains.
“Boo!” I feel someone grab my arm, I didn’t recognize the voice so I pull Henry to my other side tightly and whip my arm around pulling the parson over my shoulder and slamming to the ground.
I jump over and flick the light switch on, ready for whatever was about to happen, all I knew is that I had to keep this little man of mine safe. And no one would ever harm him.
Luke was lying on the floor, “Damn May, I thought you were a mom now.”
I smirk as I offer a hand to help him up, “Just because I have two kids doesn’t mean I don’t still kick ass, now go get some food before Niall eats it all. Harry and Darcy are downstairs playing and Zayn’s somewhere, oh and I think Kayla’s setting the table.”
He smiles, “See ya down there, night buddy.” He taps Henry’s nose and walks out of the room, I flick the light off again and sit down the dark wood of the rocking chair.
As I start rocking Henry rhythmically in my arms I think back to the last seven and half years that have flown by like a page in a book. Zayn and Edith, the girl I worked with for so long and is second in command right beside me, they got together not too long ago and I hear Zayn’s itching to propose to her. Liam is still single, but he says he’s fine waiting for the perfect girl. Louis and Niall are taken of course by Eleanor and Kayla, Kayla and Niall are engaged and planned to be married by the end of summer. But Harry and I are another story the day I got him back was like cold water to my face, I realized that all the stress all the fighting all the complications, were for nothing because in the end Harry and I were meant to be together. we weren’t mean to have two kids, be married, have a house together. Everything’s come together so perfectly I could cry, and no I didn’t forget Luke, he landed a successful job as One Direction’s product manager so of course we became friends again when Harry and I were engaged.
Oh and don’t think I left Joey out of the picture, my old roommate finally did marry his One Direction obsessed girlfriend, who did get to meet them by the aid of me and Harry. I still stay in contact with him but currently he’s in Paris on his honeymoon.
“Mommy?”
I blink myself away from the past and look down at the little curly haired boy in my arms, his eyes are drooping sleepily, his small lips barely moving, he had my hazel eyes with a hint of green around his pupils.
“Yes baby?”
“Where Darcy?”
Henry was almost two, but very talkative for his age. “Darcy’s downstairs with Daddy.”
“Lou?”
I smile, Lou was his favorite uncle. “Lou’s not here.”
“Mine.” He grabs onto my shirt as his eyes close, his little fists curled up in my button up shirt.
After carefully laying him down in his crib and turning on the monitor I grab the little screen and walk out, quietly closing the door.
“Hate to say this but, you’re mine. Henry’s got some competition.” I spin around to see my husband leaning against the light blue colored wall of the hall way, his hands tucked into his jeans, his eyes looked so bright against his dark green shirt. I instantly smiled, walking over to him.
“Well right now Henry’s in first place.” I wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls me closer.
“Oh really? Well I guess Henry’s the only boy I’d let be you’re number one. As long as I’m second.” He smirks and plants a kiss on the corner of my lips.
“Always.” I murmur against his lips, as they collide. I never got tired of kissing Harry, he’s my Haz. No one elses.
“Ew! Momma that’s gross.”
Darcy’s voice came from my left she was standing there with Kayla hand in hers, Kayla was smirking trying not to laugh.
I smirk, “Cover your eyes then.”
Kayla laughs along with Harry, “How about we go eat some awesome breakfast for lunch that anyone’s ever made.” Kayla says trying to change the subject I’m sure.
I chuckle it was currently two in the afternoon but Zayn begged me to make breakfast when everyone came over to our house so why not? “We’ll meet you in there, beautiful.” Harry’s low voice says to our little green eyed dark haired angel.
She rolls her eyes, “Alright fine, weirdo’s.” She walks off dragging Kayla with her, she was extremely sassy.
Harry chuckles and looks back at me, “I love you.”
I smile, running my fingers through the curls that I used to dream about getting to touch, now I do it on a daily bases. “I love you too.”
His fingers are flared out on my lower back, warmth flowing through my white button up. “You’ll always be my Maylee, no one else’s.”
I can’t help but grin widely before colliding my lips to his, he pulls me closer as he kisses me, making me feel like a teenager all over again, like it was the first time all over again.
“Maylee I’m in love with you.”
My whole world stops, I look at him and I swear I can heart my heart thumping in my chest in slow motion like in those stupid cheesy movies.
He looks at me vulnerable and nervous, he looked like high school Harry all over again. I lick my lips and look down at my lap, my vision starts getting blurry. I feel myself smiling as tears roll down my cheeks. I must be dreaming, I’d been dying to hear those words for years, thinking I never would. I was only wanting to hear more.
My voice comes out cracked and quiet, I don’t look up at him. “Say it again.”
“Maylee get your big bum down here!” Louis yells from down stairs.
I sigh and pull away from Harry’s lips, “Don’t call me that!” I yell back. I guess some things would never change.
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