Second Year Teacher

Chapter 32: One Year Older

**Hey my little pineapples! haha(: well... I sprained my ankle on thrusday! and homecoming is tonight.. wish me luck, I'll be the only kid in an ankle brace~~ well. I just wanted to thank you all so much for reading this story, when i see the read count go up by one i feel accomplished. I look at other people's stories that have like 60,000 reads, and I know I'll get there, because my pineapples are the best in the world. I love you all dearly, except if you hate me, then we need to work that out... PM ME! I'm not like those "stuck up" authors that won't talk to you. I love meeting new people! Ask @Guardiian_Angel YES the author of TGWTRL!, or @1DLover567! <3Shea sorry this was kinda long...**

Alexis's POV- 3 months later

"Harry" I called, having trouble hanging up a streamer. "Yes my darling?" Harry rushed to my side. "Can you tape this up?" I asked quietly, pointing to the lopsided pink streamer, stretching all the way across the kitchen. "Anything for you" Harry said, offering me a hand to help me off the little stepladder. I smiled as I saw his long arms stretch, and grab the streamer, taping it back to the wall.

I stared down at my belly, which was quite huge for my tiny body. I smiled, knowing that this baby was going to be the sweetest thing. I felt Harry's hands rest on my shoulders, "When's the ultrasound again?" Harry was so eager to know. "Next Thursday, so six days away" I smiled, kissing his cheek softly. Harry pouted his lips, "Come on, I wanna know if we'll be having a Dillon, or a Darcy!" Harry whined, jumping up and down. "Me too babe" I said, kissing his lips quickly, "Come on, we've got to keep setting up! Julia's party is in like three hours..." I said, grabbing a box of balloons.

"I can't belive Julia is turning eight, she's getting so big" I stared at Harry. "Aww!" I said blowing up a bright blue balloon. "What?" Harry said, tying a string to a purple balloon with 'Happy Birthday' written across it. "How you care so much about Julia" I said, blowing up another balloon. "Well, I mean like she's technically my daughter now, so..." Harry's voice trailed off into blowing up another balloon.

He's right. Without Peter, Julia was his daughter. My eyes drifted to the floor, as I thought about Peter's note. Saying that I was his only love. I snapped myself out of it, as I felt Harry's arms wrap around me. "Beautiful, its alright." his slow, husky voice sounded. I smiled.

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Julia came strolling down stairs, her curls going every which way, her little matching pajama's bottoms dragging along the floor, her big eyes full of tiredness. "Happy Birthday!" Harry and I screamed, as we jumped out from behind the doors, right in front of where Julia was standing.

Her little face rose to a smile, as she clutched us into a tight hug. "Thanks you guys" she whsipered. I smiled as Harry picked her up onto his hip, and showed her into the kitchen. "We have a awesome birthday breakfast for you!" he said, poking the tip of her nose. Julia giggled as Harry set her down in her chair. "Since your turning eight" I turned around, and grabbed some plates, "We decided to make eight pancakes" I set the plate in front of her. "Eight eggs" Harry set a plate next to the pancakes. "And eight pieces of bacon!" we both screamed, Julia smiled, she loved bacon.

"And after breakfast, we're going to do all of your favorite things!" Harry said, playing with a strand of her hair. "Starting off, with playing piano" Harry smiled. "Then going to the pet store" I blurted out, covering my mouth. Julia's eyes darted to me, "The Pet Store!" she cried, standing up and gripping onto my leg. "Thank you mummy!" she said. "It was Harry's idea" I winked at Harry, as Julia latched onto him. "Thank you Harry! I love you!" Harry's eyes started to tear up, as he hugged her tight. "I love you too Julia" he mumbled. My eyes started to tear up too.