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Joe's POV

I sit scrolling through Twitter while Emma hangs up all her clothes in the walk in wardrobe.
I look at her and sigh. It's the stupid, cliché thing to do: to look at your loved one and sigh but I do love her and I'm lucky to have her. I just hope she doesn't realise how much I have on my mind right now.
I get up and walk towards her, hugging her from behind. She turns to look at me with her big, brown eyes.
We stare at each other, not needing to say anything but knowing what the other is thinking.
'Joe...'
'Yes?'
'We need to tell my family about everything.'Emma says determinedly. I nod, kissing her forehead.
'I'm happy as long as you are.' I smile down at her.
'You're so cheesy.' She grins.
'I know.' I say, still smiling.

Emma's POV

As Joe and I continue to stare at each other he smiled and suddenly  lifted me into his arms, bridal fashion. I scream and hit his chest for him to put me down but Joe is considerably stronger than me and does not flinch in my pursuit of making him let me go.
Joe then runs and jumps onto the bed with me still in his arms on to his back so I am now lying on his front.
'I'm got you and I'm never letting go!' Joe yells. I wriggle free.
'Oh really? How about now?' I tease, raising an eyebrow.
'I'll get you, you little scoundrel!' Joe says, and begins to chase me around the room: around the bed and up on to it, around the bed and up on to it. Soon I realise he's catching up so - in a desperate attempt - I race to the French Windows and yank them open, running to the curved balcony outside.
Joe follow me and I raise my hands in defeat.
'You win.' I smile, breathlessly.
Joe runs a hand through his hair and a momentous feeling of butterflies ripple through my stomach.
Joe and I close the space between us and he envelops me in a hug.
'It's your birthday soon.' Joe whispers in my ear.
'Ugh don't remind me.' I sigh, burying my head in his chest.
'Well then everyone else should because I've invited them over for it.' Joe says smugly.
I slap his arm gently.
'Joe! I told you I don't like big parties!'
'I know. It's not big. I just want to make it really special.'
I sigh and lean on Joe.
'Tired love?' He asks.
'Mhmm.' I mumble.
Joe picks me up and carries to the bed as if I weigh nothing.
I just murmur and close my eyes as the lights fades and I can feel myself drift off.

A/N: I have an announcement! It's good in some ways but for the people who I have told verbally what I want to do have not liked it so.... Imma do it anyway ;)
I am probably going to end the book after they have the baby (you never know, that could take a billion chapters 😂)  there may be a sequel but there may not because I really want to start a Harry Styles (AU) Fanfiction - don't know what AU stands for: look it up :)
THERE MAY NOT BE A SEQUEL AND BRING A BOX OF TISSUES FOR THE LAST CHAPTERS (I will warn you) BECAUSE FEEELZ!!
-Mia ♡

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