"Where do babies come from?"

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"Someone's birthday is next week." Harry says with a smile.

"Argh! Don't remind me." I groan and lay back into the couch.

"Why aren't you excited? You're going to be 24 soon." he sits next to me.

"It just reminds me of so many things. Jr's getting older, this baby is coming in a few months, you're constantly on tour, we're getting married soon, Li and Dani are getting married soon. Its all a lot to take in. These few years have gone by so fast." I say pushing my hair over my shoulder.

"Well, even though its a lot to take in, a lot has happened between our family in these few years." he tells me and I nod.

"Yeah. At least we'll be together forever now." I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Beyond forever." he whispers.

"Where's Jr?" I ask.

"He's taking a nap." he says and I nod.

"We should go somewhere. Maybe to get ice cream or we could go to the zoo or something. I want to get outta the house." I groan.

"I'm kinda tired. I'm gonna go nap too." he yawns and stands to his feet.

"Will you be okay out here by yourself?" he asks and I nod.

"I'll make lunch for you guys. What would you like? A sandwich or leftover spaghetti? " I ask.

"I'll take spaghetti." he says and exits the living room.

I turn on the tv and put my feet up on the coffee table.

"Harry Styles' fiance Gabrielle Hudson, seen fighting with Taylor Swift outside Modest Wednesday afternoon. Witnesses say the two were yelling and seen glaring from the start. Here's a picture." the woman says. A picture of Taylor and I glaring at each other comes on the screen.

"Poor Harry is standing in the background not knowing what to do." she says and I laugh at his expression.

"Look at him in this picture." a picture of Taylor and I rolling on the ground shows and Harry is in the background looking stunned at the sight in front of him.

"Were they fighting over Harry? Details to come." she says and I flip the channel.

I stand from the couch and enter the kitchen, pulling out a jar of pickles and and a tub of peanut butter. I use a spoon and scoop it out of the coutainer and hold it in my mouth. I put more onto a plate and remove three pickles from the jar before putting them away.

I sit on the island in the kitchen and eat my pickle-nut butter in silence.

I decide to lay on the couch for a while and watch my favorite show on the planet: Ridiculousness.

I glance at the time on the tv and see that its already 2:30. The boys have been asleep for two hours.

I go into our room to find Harry and Jr asleep in our bed. They look so cute.

Jr is curled up into Harry's side and Harry's arm is draped over his son's small body; Jr's back against Harry's chest. This is the cutest thing I have ever seen.

I pull my phone from my back pocket and snap and photo. I smile at it and set it as my screensaver.

"Harrys! Wake up so we can go to the zoo." I yell at the two.

"Zoo?" Jr pops up and tries to wiggle from his father's grasp.

"Daddy!!" Jr yells and Harry stirs in his sleep.

"Hmm." he squints his eyes and once he recognizes me, a smile breaks across his face.

"Get up babe. We're going to the zoo." I walk out and begin to heat up the spaghetti.

"Mummy?" Jr pats my thigh.

"Yeah hun?"

"Can I have pascetti?" he says pointing to the plate of food in front of me.

"Sure." I smile at him and place the plate onto the table. He climbs to his chair and begins to eat using his hands.

"Use your fork." I tell him.

"I don't lik da fuck." he says.

I don't say anything at his use of a bad word. I know he didn't mean it. He doesn't know better. He ment to say fork.

"Fine. But make sure you clean up your mess when you're done." I tell him.

"Yes mummy." He says stuffing a handful of noodles into his mouth filling his chubby cheeks.

"I like pascetti." his voice is muffled my his full mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full." I say sternly.

"Harry your food is ready!" I yell.

He comes through the kitchen door; his hair wet and his shirt in his hand.

"Harry, your hair is all wet." I say feeling his hair.

"I know." he says obviously.

"Why don't you blow dry it?" I ask.

"It looks better and curlier and less dried out if I let it air dry.

"Can't argue with that." I ruffle his hair. He shakes his head, splashing water drops everywhere.

"Harry!" I squeal and grab his bicep; just for the heck of it.

When he stops, his eye burn into mine as his lips get closer to mine.

"Harry." I mumble against his lips before they crash to mine. Its a sweet and gentle kiss that quickly turns to a lustful needed kiss.

"Not in front of Jr." I say and we both look at him to see him watching us.

Harry smirks. "We'll finish this later." he whispers and I nod.

"Do you have time to eat?" I ask. He sits at the table and eats the entire plate in five minutes.

"Damn. You must have been hungry." I laugh.

"Damn." Jr giggles.

"No Jr. Bad word." I scold him.

"Bad word?" his green eyes flicker to my brown ones and to Harry's green ones in question.

"Yes. Bad word." We say in unison. he nods and gets out of his chair.

"Daddy. Help." He points to his shoes and Harry helps him.

"Nice job Daddy." I tease as I wash the dishes.

"I like the way you say that." he says suddenly behind me.

"Say it again." he swipes my hair to one of my shoulders and kisses my shoulder blade.

"Daddy." I whisper.

"I can't hear you." his raspy voice rings through my ears.

"Not in front of the child." I tell him and push him off.

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"Okay boys. In the car." I clap my hands and Harry runs to the car with Jr on his back.

"is he strapped in?" I ask getting into the passenger seat as Harry takes the driver's.

"Absolutely. " he says and starts the car.

"Put your seatbelt on baby." I remind him and he groans before obliging.

"Fine mummy." he teases.

"Calling me 'mummy' now, ey?" u smirk.

"Yeah." he grabs my hand from my lap and intertwines our fingers.

"Mummy?" Jr calls to me. I turn the music down and glance at him through the rearview mirror.

"Yes hun?"

"Where do babies come from?" he asks; his green eyes holding confusion. Harry and I look at each other before I begin to speak.

"Well-"

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Sorry for not updating in forever. I just got some more ideas.

Like the ending?

I thought it'd be cute.

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