Moments || H.S

Fifty Three ; sweater weather

(Avery's POV) 

I hold my daughter in my arms on the couch, it's quiet here, for once. August and Harry are at my place, not letting me in for some reason. I hate surprises like this. It's just me and Delilah is Harry's lounge room, she's asleep. Why can't she sleep like this at night?

As predicted, Harry is amazing with her. He feeds and changes her when I need a rest, sings softly to her when she goes to sleep. He's a blessing to have around, I feel like I was blessed to find him, even though it was fate and soulmates, it still feels unreal to find someone this caring and generous.

  August loves her with all his heart, he loves fatherhood and dressing her in different outfits everyday, arguing what color she is going to wear with Harry. Christmas is next week, our first one with her and we set up soon, as soon as the boys let me back in the house. 

Life has been perfect since she was born. I've never felt happier than waking up and seeing her. It's exhausting looking after her, a lot of sleepless nights but it's worth. 

The front door opens and Harry comes in, looking proud of himself wearing a blue and white Christmas sweater with a reindeer on the front. It's so Harry that it makes me smile a little. 

He walks over and gently takes the baby out of arms, she wakes up but doesn't cry, she rarely cries for him. "Hi, angel" He says sweetly to her and my heart melts. Fucking adorable. 

"Hi, Harry" I say with a small laugh and he looks up 

"Wasn't talking to you but hi" He says, trying to hide a smile. 

"Rude!" I scoff and stand up "Can I go in my house now?" 

"Hm? Oh yeah nearly" He says, realizing what he has been doing for the last few hours, it's like his mind cleared when he saw her. 

"When?" I push on. 

Harry opens his mouth to speak but August rushes in, speaking over the top of him 

"You can come in!" Gus says, grinning. He's wearing the same kind of sweater as Harry, but green with a gift on the front. Both of them pick things up from each other all the time and it's exciting to watch. 

We walk back over to to the house and Gus opens the front door for me and Harry, who's still holding Delilah. I step in and am instantly taking back. Red and green tinsel hangs off the stairs and I turn into the lounge room to see a Christmas tree set up, with no decorations yet. Tinsel and other decorations scatter around the lounge room, fairy lights hang off the roof, twinkling gently as the sun starts to set outside, shining a golden light on the room. 

Then I see it, an elegant white grand piano, gold tinsel around it in the corner of the room, a matching seat next to it. 

"Is.. is this the surprise?" I ask, turning to Harry. Well, I am fucking surprised. 

"Yup!" He says grinning "So you don't have to come over to my place to play, consider it a early Christmas present" 

"Thank you!" I hug him and walk over to it, running my hands gently over it. It's so beautiful, I bet it sounds amazing. I look at the side and see in gold cursive writing, ARH, my initials. I smile at him again and take the tinsel off it, throwing it to the side and walking back over to them. 

"Aren't you going to play it?" August asks. 

"Of course, need to decorate this tree first" I say, pointing to the bare white tree on the other side of the room. 

I run into the garage and come back with the box of tinsel and baubles. I place the box on the table and the second I take the lid off a hand reaches out and pulls a long piece of rose gold tinsel out and I look up to see Harry with it around his neck like a scarf.