Closer {H.S}

22. 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚜

"Why Bennett and Gideon?" They asked right after they found out.

"Well first, it kinda goes with your names as well, I mean, I never realized how Gabriel fit with Indie and August. Like, see how well it goes, Gabriel, Indiana, August, Bennett and Gideon. Also, we decided on B&G because it can be easy to distinguish them by Using blue and Green as their colors, so Bennett would be Blue and Gideon would be Green. And it can also go Black and Grey. Color coordination." I laughed a little, "And I like the names."

It hit me right as I finished.

Bennet with only one T was Jane's boyfriend. The one that fixed my car so we could get to the end of school party thirteen years ago.

Funny.

I rubbed my swollen stomach, feeling the babies move around some.

They knew we were talking about them.

Harry had to leave for a recording session, and people were merciless, but he had to go anyways. I had Gabriel and Indie doing the dishes and I had August in timeout for feeding the dogs his brocolli. Poor August didn't think we'd notice.

I heard a crash back in the kitchen.

"Sh, shut up Indie, she didn't hear it." Gabriel whispered, "I'll go clean this up, you finish this."

I made myself known in the kitchen, "Guys, let your dad clean this up."

I urged them out of the kitchen and sat back down.

Me: Can you come home now? I miss you.

He took a while to answer but he answered, which was better than nothing.

Hot Husband: I miss you too, is everything okay? How are you?

Me: Yep, everything is okay. Babies are kicking and moving around since six. The kids broke a plate.

Hot Husband: I asked how you are too, you know?

Me: I'm okay.

Hot Husband: Doesn't sound very convincing. I'll be home in ten. I love you.

Me: Okay, Handsome. I love you more.

Hot Husband: Try me.

I rolled my eyes and pat my belly, "You know you guys are lucky to have me and your daddy, and your brothers and sister? You guys are already so loved and we want you to come and be happy. But don't come now, we still have about three weeks, but daddy thinks this will take longer. But I can't wait to see you, pretties."

"I'm home!"

Everyone climbed down the stairs quickly, knowing something that Harry hadn't told me.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Harry?"

"Oh, relax, Vick, it's just an ice cream machine."

"Oh I want ice cream!" I said, little louder than what I wanted.

He kissed my forehead and my belly, "Let's get you guys iced up."

"Dad, no that's way too corny." Gabriel shook his head.

"Oh come on, it was funny! Right guys?"

"No, dad, it was a dad joke."

"But come on! I'm funny."

"Yes you are baby boy, I think you're hilarious, besides, why else would I have married you?"

He gave me a suspicious side eye, "Because I'm ridiculously handsome and I have a good voice."

"Okay, but in my defense I didn't know you could sing when I met you."

I knew of, a Harry Styles, but I didn't know what he did.

"You guys never told us how you met."

"We met, thirteen years ago." Harry laid back on the couch as everyone gathered around."

"Hey, I'm thirteen."

Shit.

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Oh Indie. You have no idea.