The One That Got Away

Chapter 27

Selena POV

"BLAHH!"

"BLAHHH!!"

"BLAAHHHH!!!"

"BLAAAHHHH!!!!"

There goes the father and son, acting silly with each other like always again. And here I am, munching on my salad while both boys eat their pizza, well were eating their pizza, as they're stretching their mouths with their tongues sticking out at each other.

"Lets see, I'm pretty sure there's only one three year old in this home. I'm guessing I was wrong" I pointed out sarcastically.

Harley giggles as Harry playfully glares at me while taking a bite out of his pizza.

"Mommy?"

"Yes baby?"

"What a little brother?" Harley asked, looking at me with his head tilt to the side, looking curiously at me.

"A little brother?"

"Yeah, my mate at nursery have a little brother. What that, mommy?"

"Well, a little brother is like a big brother, but younger so he's a little brother. Like Emma, she was your big sister because she was older than you"

"Little sister is little?"

"That's right, sweetie"

"Santa day, come soon?" he asks, referring to Christmas.

"That's right" I smiled, picking up my glass of water as I take a sip.

"And what do you want for Christmas, bud? What do you want for Santa day?" Harry asked, wiping his hands with a napkin since they were greasy from the pizza.

Harley sits there, looking back and forth at the both of us with his bright green eyes, deciding whether to say or not.

"Well, out with it bud" Harry chuckles at his shyness.

"Little sister"

I choked on my water, spitting some out into the glass as I slightly cough. Harry immediately gets up, patting my back as coughed until letting hum know I was fine by nodding before he goes back to his seat.

I sighed down at the table, replaying the words said by my three year old in my head.

"A little sister?" I asked, looking up at him as he gasps out with another unexpected response.

"Or brother!"

Harry and I look at each other, speechless with not knowing what to say.

Harley wants a little brother or sister? Oh my gosh, wow.

I look at Harry, clearing my throat as I thought on what I was going to say before responding to his wish.

"Hazza, I don't think mommy and daddy can give you a little brother or sister, not yet actually"

"Why?"

"Because..." I looked at Harry for help as he nods, sighing before turning to Harley.

"What mommy's trying to say is, now is not the time to have another baby. Mommy and I aren't ready for another rascal because we already have one rascal, and that rascal is you"

"But I want more rascal, we go to rascal store" he nods hopefully, Harry shaking his head.

"No Harley, there's no rascal store. We can't give you a little brother or sister bud, sorry"