Hey Angel - Harry Styles Series

Family Time - Part 70

The last few weeks have been super crazy. Between getting everything ready for the babies arrival and the surprise wedding, you were lucky that you hadn't gone into labor yet from all the stress. You were now approaching your eight months of being pregnant, which sort of meant that the babies could literally come at any time in the next few weeks.

You started thinking about how by planning this wedding and trying to get everything finished and ready to go, you and Harry haven't really had much time with the kids. It's not like you two were always busy to where you neglected them, but you weren't spending as much family time together that you had planned on before the babies got here.

You knew that once the twins were born things would be different, not necessarily a bad different, but it would no longer just be the four of you. You started thinking about what you could do to spend time as a family. You thought about Disneyland, but you knew there was no way that you'd be walking through that park with a swollen belly and ankles.

You also thought about the beach, but there in LA the beaches were always super packed, which is why Harry never wanted to bring the kids there.

Also, do to your pregnancy, flying or traveling anywhere too far was completely out of the question. You started to get frustrated because you wanted to do something fun for the kids, but everything was too far or just not good for you.

That was until you got a great idea, you just had to run it by Harry first.

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It was Jackson's week at Abby's and Ella was sleeping for her afternoon nap. Harry took that as an opportunity to get the cribs set up in the nursery. You walked in the room with a smoothie in hand and saw directions, tools, and parts to the crib laying all over the room.

You giggled. "Uh... Are you sure this is a crib? It's looking more like firewood to me," you laughed.

Harry glared at you while pushing his hair out of his face. "I don't remember cribs being this fucking complicated when Jackson was born."

"Didn't you have the store put it together?" You asked.

"I was on tour! I didn't have time to worry with a crib before he was born!" He defended.

"Why didn't you just have them do it again?" You asked.

"Because I have the time now and I wanted to do it," he said.

"I get that, but we both know that you're not exactly a handyman," you stated.

"Excuse you, but I think we both know I'm quite the handyman, Y/N," he smirked.

You rolled your eyes. "I'm not talking about that you dummy, I'm referring to a handyman who is good with tools," you laughed.

"Oh, well, yeah, I can't argue with you there, but I just figured it couldn't be that hard. There's just so many fucking parts and screws that I have no idea where they go," he groans.

"That's what these are for," you said picking up the directions. "And I'm sure you could google it or find a youtube video for it."

"Anyway, is that for me, perhaps?" He asked reaching for the smoothie.

"It is actually," you said. "I made one for myself and I didn't want it all, so I figured you'd want the second glass."

"Yes, thank you," he smiled.

"Since you're taking a break from uh.. this," you said motioning your hands around the room. "There's something I want to run by you."

"Oh lord," he joked. "What is it?"