Always(Trilogy)

Chapter 17

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*Harry's POV*

Last night was the first time in what feels like forever that I actually got a good night's sleep. After me and Allison's divorce, every night felt like it was multiplied by ten and I just couldn't sleep. I was a breathing, walking zombie and it was literally the worst time of my life. 

When my eyes open, they're greeted by the sight of a peacefully sleeping Allison, full lips slightly parted, chest steadily moving up and down as she breathes. Her hair is fanned out around my chest, and our hands seem to have found each other sometime during the night, our fingers intertwined. Her cheek is resting against me, head nuzzled safely in my neck. Her legs are tangled with mine underneath the sheets, her feet only reaching to a little below my knees due to our incredible height difference. 

The hand that is not laced with hers reaches out and softly strokes her hair, lips placing gentle kisses to her nose and cheek as I softly sing to her. I don't know why I feel the need to, but there's just something so calming and serene about this moment that I wish it would never end, I'm wishing we could just stay like this forever.

"And baby you're all that I want when you're lying here in my arms. I'm finding it hard to believe we're in heaven. And love is all that I need, and I found it there in your heart. It isn't too hard to see we're in heaven." she begins to stir a bit at my voice, but otherwise seems to stay in her peaceful slumber. I leave another lingering kiss to her lips before trailing my fingertips up and down her arms. I sigh, completely content lying here, with the only woman that's ever made me feel this way. The only woman I will ever love.

*Allison's POV*

"It seems that everyone else has gone out." I observe. 

"Yeah. Either that or they're avoiding us." Harry comments, frowning. I don't realize I'm doing the same exact thing until his arms are wrapped around my waist and his lips kiss in between my eyebrows. I can't help the smile that overtakes my features as I rest my head against his chest. 

"Do you think they'll ever understand how much I love you?" he whispers. I shake my head after a moment. 

"No one has to understand it." I say. 

"You're right." he agrees. "Our love isn't something you can understand until you experience it yourself. And that very rarely happens." I lean up and kiss the base of his throat before hearing little feet making their way down the stairs. 

"Daddy?"

*Harry's POV*

"Daddy?" my head looks over to see Brooklyn, Nicholas, and Daliah, incredulous and confused expressions adorning their tired faces. I bend down and they all come running at me, Brooklyn reaching me first. As soon as they're within my grasp, I hold them tight and they do the same, as if fearing that I'll let go. 

Brooklyn sobs into my chest, her little chubby arms clinging onto my neck. A few tears escape my eyes as well, and Daliah and Nicholas go over to Allison, wishing her good morning as she picks them up her in arms. 

And that's when I realize that this is Brooklyn. This is my eldest, my first born baby girl. I've missed all of them so much, but Brookey and I, we've had something special from the moment she was conceived. She's my little girl. 

"Why are you crying sweetie?" I chuckle slightly. 

"Is this a dream?" she asks, looking up at me with her big green eyes, identical to mine. I shake my head and lightly kiss her forehead.