Chapter Eighteen

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Tatum POV

I slide on my heels as Harry straightens his bow tie. 

"Do I really have to wear this thing?"

"Of course you do it's your best friends birthday and it's a cocktail party." I say with a smile and he sighs. "Harry you will be fine for one night."

I stand up running my hand over my stomach smoothing my dress over my baby bump. Owen and Olivia move around as I move closer to their father. 

"You look beautiful" He says with a smileand I grin at him.

"Even though I'm fat?"

"You aren't fat Tatum You're Pregnant." He says raising an eyebrow I chuckle and lean against him. 

"Come on you we have to get going."  I say and head for the stairs. He follows me quickly and helps me into the car. "You did get his present right?"

"It's in the backseat." I glance back and see a silver bag resting in the seat and I smile gently. 

"All right let's go."  I say and pull out my phone and text Tom telling him we were on our way. I hum along to the radio quietly scrolling through my twitter frowning when I find a post about our babies. 

Owen and Olivia Styles the first One Direction babies will doom the band forever. 

I glare at the phone opening a new tweet and start typing. 

My children will most certainly not ruin my husbands career, who ever thinks they have the right to say that about my children has no idea who they are messing with. This momma bear has warned you. 

Harry's phone dings with my tweet and I ignore it glaring out the window fuming that people were speaking negatviely about my children. I watch the city fly by as Harry speeds towards the resteraunt that Louis's party was being held in. He parks quickly and climbs out of the car hurrying me inside and out of the cold as It was starting to snow. 

"I wish you wouldve worn a jacket Tate it's freezing." 

"I'm fine Harry. Come on it's your best friends birthday and I have a surprise for him." I say tugging him towards the party room.  I search the crowded room for Louis grinning when I see him standing next to Tom holding the hand of a pretty blonde staring at Tom sadly. I glare at the people in suits speaking  to them. I stalk towards them and take Louis's hand. "If you don't mind I would like my best friend to enjoy his birthday without you pricks keeping him from his significant other."

They shoot be a glare and the blonde next to Louis laughs as they walk away. She releases his hand and steps in front of me holding out her hand . I take it and smile. 

"I'm Sara. It's wonderful to meet you. They hired me last week, I hate that I have to do this to poor Louis but I have to pay my rent. My girlfriend isn't happy but  I'm buying her an engagement ring with the extra money i get from this." Louis smiles lighty at her and I hug her. 

"I'm glad they chose someone who understands him." She grins and puts her arm around Louis's waist. I wrap my arm around Harry's waist and he wraps his around my shoulders. 

"Happy Birthday Louis." I say and hold out the silver bag with a smile. He grins and grabs the bag yanking the paper out of it tossing it at Tom. He pulls the t-shirt and gold chain with a small paper air plain hanging from it . He smiles and Unfolds the one direction t-shirt and glances up at us  before turning it around to read the words printed across the back. He looks up at us with watery eyes.

"Are you kidding me? Is this a joke?" He whispers and I laugh shaking my head. 

"Of course not Louis. We want you to be our children's godfather." I say and he shrieks girlishly and launches himself at us. 

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