Married To Who? (Harry Styles)

Chapter 15

Harry's POV

"Why can't I just go straight to sleep? I'm tired." James whined. Yeah he gets a bit whiny when he's sleepy. I honestly don't know how he's sleepy. He woke up in the afternoon from what Megan told me and now it's only 9:00 pm.

"I said no. You have to eat something before going to bed or at least drink a glass of milk. It's not healthy to sleep on an empty stomach." Megan argued.

She reminds me of my mother, in a good way. My mom too refused to send me to bed on an empty stomach, not that I ever complained. My mum's food rocks. I can just tell that Megan will make a wonderful mother to our child.

"My stomachs not empty. I had a Big Mac." James argued back.

I love the way they both argue. None of them raise their voices. It's like this calm argument, even though James whines here and there.

"Yes you did. And that was 3 hours ago." Megan informs him in a motherly tone.

All this while I was casually leaning against the kitchen counter, watching them with an amused smile until my beautiful wife gave me an annoyed glare. So i decided to intervene.

"James you're a big boy right? Big boys usually listen to their sisters." Thats a lie. I hardly ever listen to Gemma.

"Okay." He muttered. That was easy.

"Good." I rubbed my hands together and tried to push it further. "Why don't you go upstairs and change while we warm the milk up for you."

He didn't reply, just turned his back and walked out of the kitchen.

Looks like James also has attitude problems when he's sleepy.

I could hear his little footsteps climbing the stairs. Before it completely disappeared he yelled, "I'm only listening to you because I'm a big boy."

Megan and I both laughed at that.

"I'll remember to keep that in mind next time." Megan mutters. "Thanks Harry." She smiled shaking her head.

"Anything for you beautiful." I reply kissing her cheek. She flinched at that and I couldn't help the hurt I felt. Did she regret our kiss earlier today? I couldn't help but ask, "Did you regret what happened earlier?"

She looked up with a confused expression until realization dawned upon her.

"What the kiss? No." She said firmly. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Then what is it?" I asked.

"It's nothing." She sighed.

"Come on Meg you can tell me anything." I said as she turned her back to me to open the fridge.

"It's just..." She sighed again.

"Just..." I prompted.

"Something a reporter said earlier. Forget it. It's stupid." She said pulling the milk carton out of the fridge.

"You were actually listening to that crap?" I asked.

"And you weren't?"

"Princess, I stopped listening to their shit a long time ago."

"Well, I made the mistake of listening." She said pouring some milk into a glass and popping it into the microwave.

"Come on tell me." I said. "What did they say?" It wasn't her fault that she listened to their shit. I should have warned her.

"Something about you, marrying me only because you got me pregnant."

She sighed leaning against the counter.