Protected [Harry Styles - AU]

chapter 25

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Ashton was on Harrys back and Harry was fucking prancing around the room giving Ash a piggy back ride. Since when was Harry Styles one to give small children piggy back rides? The answer is never.

"What's going on in here?" I asked, smiling at the sight in front of me.

"Harry is giving me a piggy back ride," Ashton happily informed me giggling.

"I see that, babe."

I set Hayley down on the ground and looked over to Ashton who was giggling, having the time of his life on Harry's back.

Harry was grinning when he turned around to face me and Ashton hopped off his back onto the bed.

"Should we unpack?" Harry asked while the smile was still taking over his face.

"Sure, babe." I strolled over to Harry and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Eww!" Ash and Hayley squealed.

Harry smiled a dimpled smile then turned around to begin unpacking our suitcases.

Ashton sat in the corner with Hayley, feeling a bit left out after Harry and I began talking again.

"What's wrong bubby?" I overheard Hayley ask her brother.

"I wanna play with Harry some more," Ashton frowned.

Harry also heard their conversation and looked over to me, "Does he really like me?"

"Hazza, i've never seen him like anyone more," I admitted.

"Really? I never thought a kid would actually like me?" Harry responded, "And I never really thought I would ever genuinely like a kid."

"Well there's your chance," I pushed him over to Ashton.

"Hey Ash," Harry scratched the back of his head, bit really knowing what to say.

Ashton's face lit up like a Christmas tree, "Can we go play in my room?" he grabbed his hand and dragged Harry off to his room.

"Well Hayley, it looks like it just you and me," I said picking her up and hugging her tight. I missed this little bundle of joy.

"Sissy, can you give me a makeover like you used to do?" she asked.

"Sure, go get your makeup kit from the bathroom," I tucked a thin piece of blonde hair behind her ear and she ran off, excitedly.

Momentarily, Hayley came running into the room with her princess makeup kit which had some blush, lipgloss, and eyeshadow.

"Okay, hop on up here," I patted the bed and she climbed up, bouncing with excitment.

She finally got still and I asked, "So which eyeshadow do you want?" I held out the cosmetic case, showing her the variety of colors it held.

She pursed her lips together, thinking. "I want that one," she pointed to a pink shimmery eyeshadow named 'Pretty Pretty Princess'

"You got it, now close your eyes," She quickly complied and I dabbed my middle finger in the creamy eyeshadow. I began lightly smearing it onto her eyelid, and once I had decided it was enough I pulled away.

"Beautiful," I commented and she squealed, "Blush?" she nodded, shaking her thin pony tail around in the air.

I chose the lightest pink which was called 'Cotton Candy' and brushed some of it onto her cheeks, creating a slight pink tint to her pure cheeks.

"Now lipgloss!" she cired.

I looked at the lipgloss options, "Do you want 'Raspberry Rush' or 'Strawberry Smoothie'?"

"Strawberry Smoothie!"

"Okay, now pucker your lips like this," I made a kissy face and she mirrored my action, creating a little baby duck face that brought a smikle to my lips.

I applied a small amout of the gloss to her lips and instructed her to rub her lips together. She ran out of the room, into the bathroom and I followed. She stood on her stepstool so she could see her reflection in the mirror.

"You made me a princess," she looked over to me, giggling.

"Well you're always going to be my little princess," I picked her up, kissing her on the cheek, "What do you think mommy and daddy are doing?"

"They said that they were gonna make some cookies, can we go check?" she said eagerly.

"Sure, sweetie," I strolled out of the bathroom with my baby sister on my hip.

I missed this so much. I was basically like a third parent to these kids because of our huge age difference and I almost felt a sense of emptiness without them.

I wandered down the stairs, expecting to find Ashton and Harry downstairs. Afterall, it had been thirty minutes since I left those two together and it can be rather difficult occupying a four year old for entended periods of time.

I arrived in the kitchen and immediately smelled cookies being cooked in the oven.

"Hey darling, want a cookie?" David asked offering the plate towards Hayley and I.

"Yes," Hayley and I said in unison, clearly excited. What can I say? I fucking love cookies.

"Are Ash and Harry down here?" I asked my parents.

"No?" My mom answered cautiously.

Before I could speak I heard giggling coming down the stairs, and it was none other than my two favorite guys in the world.

I smiled and Harry, "Do you guys want cookies?"

Ashton's face brightened, "YES!" he squirmed from Harry's arms and took the cookie I was holding out for him.

The twins reconnected and went into the TV Room which was playing an episode of some Disney Junior show.

"You were playing with Ashton the whole time?" My mom asked Harry, surprised. Ashton couldn't be occupied with one thing for longer than five minutes, let's alone thirty minutes.

"Yeah," Harry said with a 'what else would I be doing' face.

My mom and I exchanged glances and turned back to Harry.

"So, me and David are going to head off to bed, so goodnight," my mother informed us while dragging her hisband back tot heir own room, "Will you put the teins to sleep?"

"Sure," I replied.

That night, Harry and I helped the twins get ready for bed and I could tell that he was going to be an amazing dad, but I didn't dare say anythign because he would surely freak out. Harry read to the twins and both of them fell asleep to his soothing voice.

That night we cuddled and I praised him because he made an amazing first impression on my family. Well, official first impression. I could tell that my mom was skeptical at first, considering the circumstances that they had first met under, but he happily surprised her. And I saw it when he had told her about him and Ashton.

After tonight, I knew I not only loved Harry, but I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. Afterall, we can get through anything as long as we stick together.

I closed my eyes and continued thinking the unthinkable thoughts of marriage and having kids with the man I am so deeply in love with.

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