Alone (Harry Centric)

Chapter 9

  When we make it to the baby store Gemma and Marcel are excitedly bouncing on their heels. They make a mad dash into the store leaving the pregnant one to waddle in by themselves. I spotted the two fawning over the little tutus and head bands throwing random bits in to their cart. "Harry look at these! Aren't they precious?" Marcel squeals as he holds up two pink onesies that say thing one and two on them. Before I can even give him an answer he throws them into the cart. As the two of them scour the shelfs I take a look in the cart to see the random bits of clothing they put in with none of them being able to go together. I roll my eyes as I let out a laugh at their excitement and start to put some of the items back hoping they wouldn't notice a few missing items. While putting some of the clothes back I would find clothes that would actually go with the pieces that were in the cart. After spending a whole hour of the routine of those two running around like kids in a candy shop throwing whatever they wanted into the cart, while I put most of it back and find clothes that could make a cute outfit for my girls we check out and make our way back to my flat.

  "We got the bags while you go up and sit." Marcel says taking the bag from my hand and Gemma pushes me towards the building. "Now when we get up there we better see your ass on that couch." she says before returning to the car to help Marcel with the bags. I make my way towards the door of the bakery with the feeling of someone eyes on me. Shaking it off as one of my siblings I enter the shop to be greeted by my Mom. She takes me to the back and up the stairs that lead to my apartment, opening the door for me she demanded I'd go and sit on the couch. Doing as the three pleased I went and laid myself on the couch making sure to put my feet up. Mom comes out from the kitchen with two cups of tea in her hand handing one to me and taking a seat on the couch putting my feet in her lap. "How was your day sweetie? Where the girls being good?" she asked taking a sip from her tea with her eyes examining by body for any kind of pain. 'It was great and the girls were of course being good they are my girls after all.' I tell her earning a laugh to bubble out of her mouth. We talked about each others day of a little bit before Gemma and Marcel came in with the bags of goodies as they liked to call them. "Mom your going to LOVE these." Gemma says as the two set the bags in front of her, she sets her tea on the coffee table and digs around in the bags fawning over the little clothes we purchased. "I think its safe to say my nieces will be the most fashionable babies in all of London." Marcel states as I laugh at his antics. 'Only because of me' I tell as they stick their tongues out at me like the children they are. "Love what do you want for dinner?" Mom asks me as she got up from the couch 'Takeout?' she smiles and nods while the three of us high five each other because we're getting takeout. We sat there blissfully unaware of the three pairs of eyes that stalked the bakery...

Hello World,

I hope you enjoyed this chapter sorry its so short but the next one will definitely be longer.