Closer {H.S}

21. 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜

We were all sitting in the livingroom.

I decided to name the babies. Well Harry and I.

We just set up letters and they were trying to guess baby A.

So far, they had the letters BE only.

This was going to take a long time.

"Is the G in it?" Gabriel asked, holding the G up.

"No, it's the first letter of Baby B's name."

"Okay, so we now Know it's baby B and Baby G."

It took them quite a long time to put the first couple of letters together, but they had it right for the most part but surprisingly, August was leading the whole show.

We should get him an IQ test soon, that boy is way too smart for his own good.

"Guys, lunch!" Harry called from the kitchen. He was making lasagna, and it was good. Harry was a great cook at times. We shouldn't mention his breakfast attempt on our honeymoon near him cause he gets red and shy like a little boy.

The poor man accidentally salted the pancakes and put sugar on the omelette. I also remember the first time August ate solids and he put sugar on the whole thing and kept asking me why the hell August was a ball of energy.

Everyone was discussing names as Harry and I took turns in putting food in their plates. We both had to manage what Indie and August ate all the time, and we enforced the finished plate rule like a law. Then we had to manage Gabriel who ate a like a dog, and didn't leave anything for us. Which is okay at Home, or at Gemma's and Anne's, but by God when we ate at someone's house it was embarrassing.

They all shrugged it off as "he's growing up" and all that, and they're right, but Gabe takes things for granted.

For the first weeks that he was with us, he would constantly ask us if we were having lunch, or if we still had water. I never really asked how life was before the orphanage.

Gabe lived a tough life before that. His parents had only him and his two year old sister, who unfortunately died of meningitis at three, they never had water and his dad was a drug addict, his mom worked four jobs and he didn't have the condition to go to school. We had three finalists when we were going to adopt, either it was Gabe, a boy called Charles and a little girl called Hadassah. As soon as I saw those handsome blue eyes I knew he was the one. He was my baby.

"Mum, heyyyy mum?" That was Gabe, he'd been calling us mum and dad for a week now. It was amazing.

"Huh? What?"

"Want some coke?"

"No, thank you baby, the boys will be flipping all over."

Lunch was finished, the dishes were put in the wash, and we were back to figuring out names.

It took them another couple of minutes to spell the names out perfectly.

Bennett Lucas Styles

Gideon Eliseu Styles

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Ngl, Gideon's name gave a whole lot of trouble. Ugh. I love it though.