Closer {H.S}

8. 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊

After Elyse left, Anne arrived and the kids were sent back in the livingroom.

Gabriel was surprised at how much he was being squeezed by Anne and Gemma.

Harry stepped in to save him, "Okay, okay that's enough, he needs to breathe."

Harry gave his mum a kiss and hugged his sister and pat Gabriel's back, "They're a handful."

Anne gasped and Gemma sighed.

Harry smiled sweetly, "Can I get you anything? I'll put the kettle on."

"No, I'll put the kettle on, you put it on wrong." I interfered.

"How does one put the kettle on wrong?" Anne asked me.

"I just don't trust him with fire." I shrugged, "Remember our wedding? The candles?"

"Hello? I'm right here!" Harry waved his hands out.

"Guys do you want crackers?" I asked the kids.

"May I have a coke?" Gabriel asked.

"I'm not sure we still have any, but we do have Sprite."

"Okay, thanks." He smiled sweetly, and went back to watching Harry and Gemma bicker about nonsense.

They were literal kids.

I made some sandwiches for a snack, but a very light one since lunch was just around the corner.

Harry was cooking today, he likes making pasta, so I guess that's what we're having.

Gabriel seemed to get along well with Anne and Gemma and was chatting with them nicely.

I love those days where they just flow along perfectly.

"Mummy?" That was August, "Can we go to the park later?"

I nodded, "Sure. You like the park don't you?"

He nodded back, "Yeah, I like the monkey bars."

I smile at him and got back to finishing the sandwiches and the tea. I yelled for Harry to help me with the stuff, and we brought it all out.

Everyone feasted on sandwiches, crackers, tea and soda, except for Indie.

She'd always had this problem with food. She didn't like eating. And it wasn't an anorexic thing, it was just simply because she didn't like the effort of putting stuff in her mouth.

Harry decided that it was his responsibility to help her eat more, so he'd always offer something she liked to eat, and she couldn't refuse it. Even if it was something small.

Since Indie was on her tablet now, and not socializing, I decided to move us all to the backyard, next to the pool, and no electronics next to the pool.

Harry learned that the hard way when August accidentally threw a ball at his phone and it fell into the water.

He got desperate and jumped in to save it, not remembering that he held my phone in his pocket.

I wasn't going to play American football with a thousand something dollar phone, so I gave it to him.

The next day, we went into the repair store, but no, no way we could fix them.

We got new ones then, but I got mad at him.

"Come on, guys, wanna get in the pool?" I asked.

They all nodded excitedly and rushed in the apartment.

I loved our penthouse, but especially the backyard, which wasn't really a backyard. It was up in the last floor and you could see everything, but you could also play ball. But I also missed living in a house, Harry, being the rich-ass that he is started looking yet again.

I mean, we're okay. Maybe in a year, Gabriel will be fourteen, Indie will be Eleven, August will be six and Harry will have found a reasonable house for us.

I saw Harry bringing out some lays chips and handing them to Indie, who ate them, thankfully.

I smiled, and caressed August's head on my lap.

He smiled up at me, and before I knew it, we were wet.

I looked up in surprise to see Harry and Gabriel holding up a huge bucket of water.

"WATER FIGHT!" They yelled.

I laughed in delight and ran after Harry, trying to shove him in the water.

He grabbed me before he could go down so we were both drenched.

He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into a kiss.

I love him so damn much.

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