Meanwhile| HS

twenty-three

"Ally?"

"No."

"Monica?"

"No."

"Ashley?"

"How about something different Harry."

"La-"

"Harry! I meant like my name. My name is Opal because it was my grandmother's name and she was born in October. Maybe our daughter should have a gem name too." I suggest setting the baby name book on my rather large stomach.

"Like.. Ruby?"

"I like Amethyst." I say excitedly.

"Looks like you already had that one figured out. Okay do you like Avery for the boy? Or-"

"Jasper. But only as a middle name,  Andrew as his first. Well call them Ame and Andy...wait what if he likes Drew?! Harry, what if he likes Drew?!" I yell, shaking Harry by the collar.

"Baby...hormones." he says calmly prying my hands from his now wrinkled shirt. I mumble a small sorry and smile.

"Looks like you had the names figured out already...completely without me. So much for surprising you with a baby book." he mumbles tossing the book across the room.

"Aw Harry, forget about that. I'm feeling a little..." I sing giggling as I nibbled his ear.

"Ah, well I can't help you there." Harry says squirming uncomfortably under my touch.

I stop and move back on the bed pouting. "What is it cause I'm fat?!" I yell.

"You're over eight months pregnant!" he interjects quickly.

"So I am fat is what you're saying."

He gives me a deadpanned look.

"Harry you haven't even kissed me in like a month. I know I'm getting big and all but-"

"Olivia Opal Quinn, shut up." he says giving me a peck on the lips. "You are just as beautiful as you have ever been. And our babies are going to be beautiful. We will have all the sex we can after the kids are born but until then...I don't wanna hurt you," he says rubbing my stomach. ",or my little gems." he whispers.

One of the babies kick me roughly and I groan.

"Harry, I don't think he likes you." I say rubbing the area.

"Maybe he's gonna be a soccer player."

"Or a cheerleader with a hell of a herky." I say laughing.

"Maybe." he days rubbing my belly. His phone vibrates on the coffee table loudly, indicating an incoming call.

He hops up from the bed and picks up the phone answering it.

"Yeah?...mhm...now?... Yeah, okay sure. See you soon." he mumbles hanging up and sliding the phone into his pocket.

"Liv, I have to go." he says slipping on his shoes.

"The secret solo project again?" I ask attempting to get up.

"Yes, I'll probably be gone for a few days. Working on a video." he says putting on his jacket.

"Ooh a video." I say smiling. "Well, have fun baby, and call me when you get to where ever." I say laughing.

"I will." he says cupping my cheeks and kissing me then my stomach. "I love you guys."

"We love you too, Daddy." I say waving as I watch him disappear behind the door.