Margo Gregory was just a normal girl with normal friend until her best friend,Harry, left and went to audition for The X Factor and was put in a band called One Direction. Three years later and her other best friend, Lily, move to London for college...
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This is our surprise booboos (Marcus) nursery because a boy cannot survive sharing a room with his sister.
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Harry's POV
"Come on. I have to show you it." I whispered as i pulled Margo up off the rocking chair and out of Isabel's nursery.
"Whatever it is. It better be worth you pulling me away when i need to take care of the kids." She's had the same tone to her voice ever since our first night taking care of the babies without the help of the hospital staff. Exhausted and completely drained of life.
"Trust me." I put my hand on her waist leading her to the door on the other side of Isabel's room which was previously Margo's until she got too comfortable in my bed. "Close your eyes." Margo looked over at me like i was asking too much of her. "Humor me." She sighed closing her eyes. I opened the door to the room and pushed Margo gently inside. "Okay. You can open them now." As soon as her eyes opened i saw her face change completely. It was almost as if all the life has been sucked back into her.
"Is this..... is this for Marcus?" She said walking more into the room. She went over to the crib running her hand over the wood.
"Of course. Are there other babies i should know about who are boys?"
"Who built the furniture? I know you didn't do it."
"Why would you say that?"
"Because you've never built anything in your life. You haven't even been able to make a stable Lego tower."
"I'm offended that you would say that i didn't make this for my own son." I said placing my hand firmly on the crib railing.
"Did you build it? Or any of it?" I tried to make myself lie to her but looking at her i just couldn't
"Technically, your brother built it all. But i supervised and picked everything out and planned it out and paid for it so i should get all to most of the credit for everything in this room. Not to mention the human beings sleep next door to this room are made by me so i can make something complete and stable."
"Well that you only get half credit. I actually made them. You just supplied the lego's."
"Do you like the room or not?" Margo took one last look around the room before smiling up at me.
"I absolutely love it. Good job babe." She kissed me on the cheek right when screaming came from the other room.
"Based on the cry, it's Isabel."
"I bet it's Marcus." She seemed a bit too excited about it.
"I bet you need to get away from the kids soon." I made fun of her by responding back with the same enthusiasm. Margo rolled her eyes walking past me to the other room. Sure enough it was Marcus who starting screaming in his sister's ear.
"He got it from you." She said pickin him up and holding him to her chest. Isabel was whimpering in the crib so i did the same with her.
"Whats wrong with them? You just fed them and they haven't gone in their diapers."
"How am i suppose to know? There may be two of them but i'm still a first time mother." Isabel and Marcus went quiet at the exact same time making our eyes go wide. "Or maybe they just wanted their parents to hold them."
"Their going to be so spoiled."
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Knowing what happened after the first baby shower, I was a little on edge when Lily planned one for Marcus. Of course, I'm not pregnant anymore and there is little to no way that there is anything that could go wrong. There's also the fact that Harry isn't here this time either. Nothing can go wrong. That doesn't mean that I don't get to freak out a little. "Please tell me that you're okay." I turned around quickly. Nathan was behind me smiling.
"I'm fine."
"As you older brother I would like to say bullshit. You don't look fine. You look tired and stressed."
"You obviously forgot that I have twins." Nathan turned looking over to the couch. Anne and my mother were holding the twins while my sister was making faces at them.
"How could I forget? They're the reason I haven't seen you for three months."
"Yeah. Harry and I have been keeping to ourselves lately. Louis just met them last month." Lily walked over to us and grabbed my arm pulling at it.
"It's time for presents for Marcus." She said excited while pulling me to the couch. This baby shower was almost exactly like the last one. The only change was the color and style of the presents. I kind of wished that Harry could have been there for it all this time but even fathers need time with their fathers and I have him the day out with his. Everyone left at around eight leaving me alone to clean the mess myself. I quit though after about five minutes of putting paper plates in the garbage bags and just went upstairs to sleep.
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I woke up in a complete panic. Looking at the clock and seeing a three didn't settle well with me. It's the first time that I woke up tonight and the babies are way too young to sleep through the night already. I jumped out of bed and out of our room. I stopped in my tracks when I saw the light on in Marcus's room and singing. As soon as I arrived in the doorframe I stopped looking at the sight in front of me. Harry shirtless on the couch with a bun and both of the babies on his chest. He looked up at me and smiled. "What are you doing up?"
"I was scared that our kids suffocated and that's why I was sleeping so well."
"No. They're just with their daddy." He said with a grin. "I didn't want to wake you. From the look of downstairs, it looks like you have a long day tomorrow." I rolled my eyes going over to sit next to him on the couch. "We have a big day. You need to help me."
"Fine. I also didn't want to wake you because you probably needed some time away from the kids since you had them to yourself."
"Not at all. The only time our mothers let me hold them was to take a couple pictures. I miss my babies." I leaned over and kissed their little heads before putting my head on Harry's shoulder.
"Can you believe it's been a year since you slapped me outside of that Starbucks?" He said with a laugh.
"Oh god. Could you imagine if you boys decided not to go into my store that day?"
"That's impossible."
"How is it impossible Harold?"
"Because it's been the best year of my life and all of it was because of that one craving for coffee. If I didn't go in there we wouldn't be sitting here in our sons room in our house with both of our kids laying on me as a family."
"The Styles family except one of us isn't a Styles."
"Someday you will be."
"That's if I say yes." Harry looked from my to the kids then back to me.
