My Life as Mrs. Styles

Chapter 3 xx

**IZZY**

"Hey, Mac" I saw Zayn carrying the baby bag with Ryan on his back. Macabee was carrying baby Riley. Kyle is walking on his own considering he was 3.

"Hey Zayn" I said taking Ryan off his back.

"Do you have any formula?" Mac asked.

"Yeah. In the kitchen" I told her setting Ryan down next to Darcy.

"Here comes the rest of them" Zayn said as he brought in the rest of his stuff.

"Hey guys. Come on in" I told them holding the door open. They all walked in and set their stuff down.

"Mommy, where is Aunt Cassie?" Darcy asked me.

"Niall, where is Cass?" I asked Niall.

"She had work today so I have Emma and Dylan all day" Ni told us.

"Mommy" Darcy started. "Yes?" I asked. "When is new baby coming?" She asked.

"In a little while" I told her. She ran downstairs to the play room. Her cousins followed her down.

"Have you heard from the twins lately?" Louis asked me.

"Yeah. Mum said that we can fly out for their 12 birthday in 9 months" I told him.

"Will you be up for that? I mean. You will have just had your baby" Eleanor said.

"Ya. I mean I want to see my family. I haven't seen them for 6 months" I Ted them.

"OK" el said hesitantly.

"I'm just gonna be out of labor, I won't be immobilized" I told them. They don't trust me enough.

"I'm just gonna go check on the kids" I said. I didn't really feel like talking to them right now. I wiped away a tear that was forming in my eyes. On my way downstairs, I looked at my pictures. There was one if Harry and I, one of us at our wedding, one if just me, one of Darcy, and a family photo. I stopped when I saw our last picture. It was an ultra-sound. It was of our first child. I was 8 months pregnant with our first son when I lost him. He was due to be born in 3 weeks when we lost him. We tried everything to get him back. I was scared when I got pregnant with Darcy. I was scared that we would lose her too. Now I'm pregnant again and I'm hoping for a boy. I picked up the ultra-sound and sat on the stairs. I traced over his tiny body with my finger. I just broke down. I couldn't take it anymore. The tears flowed down my cheeks and wouldn't stop.

I felt a hand on my back. "Hey. Hey, don't cry. It's okay. We won't lose this one" Harry friend to soothe me. I just put my head in his chest as he held me close.

"I don't want to go through that again" I choked out.

"Shhh. I don't want to either. We won't let's bring the kids back up and make some lunch" Harry told me standing up, pulling me up with him.

We went and picked up all the kids and I walked into the kitchen. I pulled out the Mac and Cheese and put it into a pan.

"I'm sorry we made you feel bad" Abby P came into the kitchen.

"It's fine. It's just hard when I'm pregnant" I said.

"Need any help?" She asked me.

"Sure. Bowls please" I asked. She handed me the bowls and I scooped the food into the bowls. We carried the bowls into the living area and handed them to the kids. Darcy sat on Harry's lap.

As I looked around the living area, I thought to myself

'I could never ask for a better life'