As we got home I get out of the car slowly as I walk to the door and open it for myself. Harry walks in behind me and softly places a hand in my back. He sees I am grumpy and he hates seeing me like this but I can't help it, there is a possibility my boyfriend is cheating.
"Baby, come upstairs and I wanna show you something." Harry tells me smiling as he has those dimples that are stuck on his cheeks.
"Fine." I mumble as I walk upstairs as slow as usual.
We get upstairs and he opens the babies' room. I smile a little more seeing everything set up around the blue and pink room. The left side is our boys, also the right side of the closet is stored with all the tiny boy clothes. The right side is the girls, the right closer is as well. The cribs are right next to each other. The boys crib is on the blue side with the blue blankets set up, there are bears around too. In the right corner there is a large blue bear that says "baby boy." On its tummy. The light brown changing table is on the boy side of the room. It has all the diapers, dummies, wipes, powder, some toys and other things on it. In the drawers in the changing table there are little accessories like, hats for both boys and girls, hair bands, bears/toys, baby socks, gloves, and some other things. They are full with both boy as girl things. The left hand corner had a toy box and the blue bouncer for the boy.
On the girl side, or the right side, there is the crib set up next to the boy crib exactly in the line. The crib is beautifully set up with the girls adorable pink crib set. In the girls crib she has a pink bear with the words "baby girl." Written on its white tummy. It is set in the upper left corner of the crib. The rocking chair is in the corner closest to the back wall on the girl side. The white rocking chair and it's foot rest that rocks along with it. Against the side wall of the girls side, not the one with the cribs or the one closest to the door but the side wall has the closet. In the closet there are girls clothes on the right that are hung up. They're in order from size. First is the newborn and then so on until 12 months. Same thing for the boys clothes but his are on the opposite side of the closet. The bottom part is filled with shelves of shoes for the babies. They go in size order just like the clothes. On the second rod right beneath the top one has their little jackets, hoodies, and onesies. The babies' bags are set up on top of the shelves that come up half way to the closet filled with shoes. The closet is packed! In the one corner of the room directly across from the boys bouncer and toys is the girls bouncer and her toys. The room looks so beautiful.
"what do you think about the room?" Harry asks smiling.
"I think it's perfect." I reply and smile walking farther into the room. I look around and sigh happily.
"Well, I think we should think of some names. We can't just keep calling them, well them for much longer." Harry comments.
"Yeah, I don't know many, what about you? What do you like for a girl?" I ask.
"Well I like Neomi, Anne, Rae, Ellie, oh and Jesibelle is my favorite!" Harry lists smiling wide as he sit in the rocking chair that has a cushion on it for comfort. He pulls me down on his lap and kisses my cheek.
"I like those names. I also like Leah, Jenna, Alexandria, and Hope. They are my favorite." I list thinking about it.
"They're cute names, for a boy I like Michael, James, Alexander, and Steven."
"I love those names, I like victor, Sean, Noah, And Maliki."
"They're nice, I never really heard of Maliki before."
"Oh, if was my great grandfathers name and he passed away when I was younger so I have always loved that name." I explain to Harry.
He smiles a little and nods. "Yeah, that's cute. I really like Maliki." Harry tells me and nods smiling.
I nod and smile softly as I giggle.
"Maliki Styles." He says saying his last name on the end.
"Hey, it won't be styles, it will be Martin." I tease and hit his shoulder softly.
"No, no, no, no, no." Harry chuckles. "They will be Styles babies'" he adds and kisses my large stomach.
"Whatever." I giggle smiling as I kiss his cheek.
"So, I was thinking we can get little frames to frame the babies' birth certificate and put them above the crib." Harry suggests as I nod thinking about it.
"Sure, it will be cute, and we can get there baby hand prints and foot prints." I shrugged and kept giggling like a little child.
"Yeah, we can do that. I was also thinking we can do scrap books for them, just to keep track of moments in their life."
"Yeah, that's great! I would love to do that, we should get the scrap books someday." I grin and I get up off his lap.
Harry chuckles and watches me as I skip a little out of the room and I go down stairs. He follows behind me as I get a quick cookie out of the box. Harry wraps his arms around my waist and he kisses my back softly.
"Why don't we go get the scrap books now?" He asks and smiles.
"Okay, yeah. I am ready." I nod and pull away slipping my coat on and my shoes in my small and slightly swollen feet.
Harry does the same and we go out to his car and go to a little craft shop. We get to the craft shop and get out. We enter in going straight to the scrap books together. We get two scrap books, a blue one with the word "my baby scrap book." And a pick one with the words "my baby scrap book" but in pink. We get them and buy them as we get some stickers baby related. I buy them and then we go home.
When we get home I go and sit on the couch as Harry begins to cook dinner. I look through the book at things. I get the picture of the baby as they're still in my stomach and I glue them onto the page in the scrap book. I smile and giggle a little as I look at the books and happily sigh. I set them down on the glass coffee table.
"Dinners ready!" Harry calls from the kitchen dishing the food onto plates.
I go to the kitchen and get myself my food and sit at the table. Harry and I both eat.
For the rest of the night we just watch TV and talk about names and what we are gonna do when the babies come. I am very glad I have Harry with me, I honest love him so much more than I ever had before.
I apologize if no one can read a few chapters, I am trying to fix it but just a reminder I am still editing.
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Mr.Styles the teacher. (Harry styles)--being edited--
Novela JuvenilEmma Martin goes to her first party but an incident happens when she meets her teacher Mr.styles.