Song for this chapter is Happily by everyone's favourite One Direction.
**Louis' P.O.V**
Today is the day before Harry and I's 10 year weddings anniversary. We have 6 kids altogether. Two sets of twins and two "single" children. We have Kody, Olivia, Summer, Diana, Storm and Rayn. The twins being Kody and Olivia and Storm and Rayn. They are the loves of our lives, apart from each other. Harry and I work for the biggest music producers in the world. I say we works for them, we are singers. To be specific, we are in a band with our two best friends, just like we jokingly said we would on their leaving day of Princess Park. We are living so happily. I'm planning on asking Harry if we can try for another kid, but that's going to be later. I'm cooking his favourite meal, the only one I can cook. Chicken stuffed with mozzarella wrapped in Parma ham with a side of homemade mash.
When Harry gets home from his meeting, he is greeted with the youngest twins running at him, covered in powder paints. Niall decided it would be a good idea to bring over his kids and do some crafts, but it ended in a mess. Niall has 4 kids, Delilah, Rory, Alexis and Max. He is pregnant with number 5.
As Storm and Rayn are only 2 and Max is 3, it's needless to say paints in any form was a bad idea, let alone powder. It's 3:30 and so Liam is picking up the other kids from school and he will come to pick up his half from here, and drop mine home from school. It's lucky we are neighbours. All the kids are sleeping at Niall and Liam's tomorrow, as it's our anniversary so Harry and I have some much needed time alone.
By the time dinner comes around, the youngest twins are exhausted and are napping so the four of us eat in quite for once. We decide quite is boring and start having our daily conversations.
"How was school?" I ask them.
"Year 3 is tricky." Summer states as she makes a volcano out of mash.
"Really? What's difficult?" Harry asks.
"Counting and taking away. It doesn't make any sense. We have to do homework on it but I don't understand." She pouts.
"I'll help you later." I tell her. "How's year 6?" I ask the twins.
"It's great. Bella invited me to her birthday party, but I don't know if I'm going to go because it's the same day as Taylor's. We had drama today and we started practicing for the summer play and I got the main part. Also, Tracey gave me extra snacks at lunch because her mum accidentally gave her too many. Elle said I can go to her house next week for a sleepover if I want and Amy and Camille will also be there." She says in one breath. Jeez that girl can talk.
"What about you Kody?" I ask.
"It's okay. I got full marks on the maths test, unlike someone who didn't even pass." He glared at his sister.
"Oli, I thought you were getting better at maths. You can't go to any party's or sleepovers if your marks don't improve." Harry tells her. She nods.
"I know. But maths is hard." Summer nods in agreeing with her.
"Anyway, Dylan said I can go to his house on Friday for tea. Adam was going to go but he has the flu. Other than that, not much happened. What about you, Di? How is reception?" He asks his 4 year old sister.
"It's good. I got to choose the story in book time and Mercedes and Izzy played with the skipping ropes with me. And Marky kissed me!" She blurts our. Harry chokes on his chicken.
"He what?" He asks. Before he can continue, I butt in.
"Who's Marky? I thought Sammy was your boyfriend." Harry glares at me. He thinks there is something wrong with Diana having "boyfriends" but she's 4, they aren't that serious.
"He hugged Lacey so I dumped him." She states. The rest of dinner is discussing between each other how Diana's love life is better than everyone else's and how it "isn't fair". I would beg to differ. I'm pretty happy in my relationship.
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The next day, Harry and Liam have a meeting around noon, and Niall has taken his kids to his mum's so I'm alone with the twins. At 1:30 I hear a knock at the door. I assume it's Harry forgetting his keys, so I run to the door, leaving the twins munching on some banana on the sofa.
I open the door and before I have a chance to see who it is, I'm being pushed against the door and lips are on mine, but not Harry's.
"I've missed you so much Louis." I hear a voice I haven't heard in years.
Eleanor.
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FanfictionLovers ripped at a young age finding each other in the place they both call home. They can finally start their fairy-tale. However, their love is almost ripped from them again. Because that's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.