Feeling Your Love

Epilogue

Three years later - I'm currently sitting at the kitchen table with our 2 and 1/2 year old son, Harrison, while he eats his lunch. I'm waiting for my Hazza to come home from work. During the work week, Harry works a half a day on Friday's which we love since that gives us two and a half days to spend together as a family.

"Harrison, daddy should be home soon," I tell my adorable mini Harry. Harrison is my Hazza's mini in every way. He has dark brown curly hair, Hazza's beautiful greenish blue eyes and he has Harry's dimples. Harrison's hair is even long like Hazza's that I put up in a man bun like Hazza does.

Harrison squeals as he eats at the news of his daddy being home soon. Just then the door unlocks and opens revieling Harry. "Daddy!" Harrison squeals as Harry enters our flat and places his blazer and briefcase away. Harry had done an excelerated course at Uni and graduated two years early. So he has been working in a buisness the last six months. Hazza works in a clothing line as one of the assistants.

Harry comes over and gives Harrison a kiss on top of his head before he comes over to me. Standing on my tip toes I place a gental kiss on my handsome boyfriend's lips. "Hi Hazza, how was work today?" I ask as start to clean Harrison up from his lunch.

"It was great, there's a new line coming out in a month, so it's great but busy," he says as takes Harrison's tray from his high chair to the sink to wash it off as I take Harrison out of the chair.

I place Harrison on my hip as I walk over to Harry. "Hazza, I need to talk to you," I say as I come to his side.

Hazza turns toward me with a smile on his face. "What's up my love? Is everything alright?"

I smile at him tentatitivly now unsure how he will handle my news. "I'm pregnant, I'm ten weeks along."

His face breaks out into a huge grin. "That awesome baby! Harrison did you hear Papa, you're going to be a big brother!" Harry says with enthusiasm causing Harrison to squeal at his daddy. Bouncing Harrison a little in my arms as Harry pulls us into his warm embrace for a hug. We call the lads inviting them over to our flat for dinner tonight for us to tell them about the newest Styles baby.

Thirty weeks and two days later - I'm two days overdue with the newest Style's baby. Waddeling around the kitchen trying to prepare lunch for Harrison before Hazza comes home by lunchtime since today is Friday. Harrison is in the living room playing with his toys while listening to to the radio. The front door unlocks revieling Harry as I'm finishing up with Harrison's macaroni and cheese.

Harry hurries into the kitchen to help me with Harrison's lunch before Harry enters the living room to fetch Harrison. "Hi Boo, how was today?" Harry asks me as he gives me a kiss on the lips as he settles Harrison in his high chair as I bring over the cooled of meal for our three year old son.

Two hours after Harrison finished his meal my labor started. Harry insisted that we head to the hospital after we drop Harrison off at Liam and Niall's flat. We had set into plan about three months ago that when I go into labor, Harrison would spend the time with Li and Ni until Harry could come and fetch him. As I'm pacing the living room where Harrison is playing, Hazza is grabbing the hospital bag for me and the baby's diaper bag and Harry had installed the car seat a week ago in my Envoy. While Harry is grabbing the bags he's on the phone with either Liam or Niall letting them know that we'll be dropping Harrison off soon. Five minutes later he's off the phone and we're out the door with him carrying the bags and holding Harrison's hand and placing him in his car seat telling him that he's going to spend some time with Uncle Ni and Uncle Li.

Once we've arrived at thier flat, Liam and Niall come outside to get Harrison, his bag and to wish us luck. Ten agonizing minutes and three contractions later we arrive at the hospital where Harry helps me inside. A nurse helps me into a wheelchair and she takes me into a birthing room where Hazza helps me into a gown before he gets dressed in his scrubs. Five more minutes later my doctor comes in to check to see how dialated I am and after talking with us he knows my water hasn't broke yet so he does that.

Three hours later - I've finally given birth to our handsome youngest son, Logan Edward Styles at 5:13 p.m. on December 24th weighing in at 8 pounds 9 ounces and 23 inches long. After the nurse had taken Logan to be cleaned and measured, she handed him back to me.

Craddeling our youngest son against my chest I stare down at him taking in all of him. I didn't even notice the tears that I was shedding until Harry leans over and gently wipes them from my face. Smiling up at my Hazza, I move over so he can sit on the bed with us. He smiles as he sits gently down and placing his arm around my shoulder bring me and son to his side.

Looking up at Harry I ask him quietly as to not disturb our newest child, "Did you call Liam to let him know he can bring Harrison?"

Harry nods before he kisses my temple. "Yes, I called Liam and before you ask, I called our mums as well. All of them will be here soon. Li said he'll call Zayn."

An hour later everyone arrives. Liam and Niall arrived first with my oldest baby who Harry helped up onto the bed. I had just finished feeding Logan before they arrived. As Harrison settles beside me he intently studies his little brother before looking up at me.

"Baby?" he asks me sweetly.

I nod at Harrison as I wrap my arm around him and hold him to me as I hold Logan with my other arm. "Yes, Harrison, he's your little brother. Can you say Logan?"

Harrison tips his head to the side as he looks at me before saying, "Lo-gin?" I nod as I praise him. By now everyone is in the room with us and I allow Anne, Harry's mum to hold Logan while I snuggle with Harrison. Before I know it, I'm asleep to be woken later on by Harry gently shaking my shoulder saying that Logan needed to be feed again.

Even with ups and downs in my life, I have to admit, all those down were damn well worth it because in the end I have my Hazza and our two darling little boys. I couldn't ask for anything better in my life that my family and my friends to help me through whatever life may throw at me.

Harry and Harrison ⬇⬇⬇

Lou and Logan ⬇⬇⬇