"Bye everyone!" Myself and Harry chorus as we walk out of my old family home and make our way over to Harry's familiar slick black Range Rover. After dinner, we didn't really do much except catch up with each other, nothing out of the ordinary, just our normal family banter before me and Harry decided to head off to see his family. It's safe to say we're both stuffed, and the thought of having to eat another Christmas dinner is actually frightening, considering it might end with us exploding!

Harry holds my hand tightly as we make our way unprotected through the sea of fans and paps awaiting outside of my house, he leads me softly yet quickly to his car, opening the door for me and closing it before making his way around the bonnet to get in the drivers side; he always does this, but even more so when we're being mobbed, he feels comfort knowing that I'm safe in the car and I'm not being hassled by the growing crowd.

Although, by doing that it just makes me worry about him, considering we don't have any security around us. I don't know what I'd do if something happened to Harry, I wouldn't be able to handle it.

Fortunately, we both get into the car safely and Harry drives the short journey to his house. Not long after he parks the car in his old driveway, smiling absentmindedly as he glances up at his childhood home. "Home sweet home." I giggle, nudging I'm in the side lightly with my elbow, earning a low chuckle from him.

Remaining silent, he takes a quick glance at me, his eyes flashing with joy and excitement knowing that he's about to see his families familiar faces; but I also see gratefulness flash through his eyes and I can tell that's for me. I smile knowingly in return allowing my hand to wander to the nape of his neck and absentmindedly pull him closer, before leaning our foreheads together lovingly. "I love you." He whispers, his warm breath hitting my lips teasingly.

"And I love you." I answer without thought. That's the good thing about mine and Harry's relationship, we don't even need to think about things anymore. I know that deep in his heart he loves me, and I notice it more and more everyday that we're together; I know that my heart in its entirety is completely his and no one else's. I will always be his.

We get out of the car and walk hand in hand up to his front door, a path that he has walked several times before in his youth.

His spare hand rises to knock on the door, but before he can, it swings open in surprise revealing a very happy looking Gemma. Without words, she pulls me into a bone crushing hug, my breathing hitching at her tight grasp but I chuckle nevertheless, "Hi Gem."

"We've missed you both so much," she smiles walking us both inside and closing the door behind us, guiding us into the living room, "mums in the kitchen, everything's cooked she's just setting it all out now." Gemma smiles happily at the two of us.

"I'll go and help her." Harry offers, walking through into the kitchen and saying hello to Robin, before he goes into the dining room to help his mum.

"He's such a good lad! Now come with me!" Gemma teases, pulling me through the house and into the living room for a catch up. "So how is everything? What did Santa bring you for Christmas?" She raises her eyebrow expectantly, obviously Harry told her what he was getting me.

"We got a puppy." I laugh as she smiles widely and coos, "his name is Comet after Santa's reindeer and he is one of the cutest things ever. He's really playful and cheeky, he slept on our bed last night, with Zaz cuddled next to him." I laugh.

"How is Zaz taking to the new addition to the family?" She asks me inquisitively.

"He's not that bothered in all honesty Gem, he likes the company." I laugh at Zazu, he is so laid back it's unreal, although I do think he has a soft spot for Comet.

"Dinners ready!" I hear Anne call from the other room.

Myself and Gemma make our way through the living room and into the dining room, only to find a table full of delicious smelling food and home cooked pork, onion and sage stuffing.

The smell is mouthwatering; the warm gravy just right, the vegetables juicy and the stuffing made from scratch, everything looks incredibly delicious. "Hey Em," Anne cheers, making her way over to me, "I've missed you!" Her voice is somewhat muffled as she hugs me, her head being comfortably positioned in the crook of my neck.

"I've missed you too Anne." I squeeze my mother-in-law harder to show my authenticity. We pull away and I walk over to Robin, giving him a simple kiss on the cheek and a hug much like the one I gave Anne. "Hey Robin." I smile as we all sit down. I perch myself on the dining chair beside Harry, Anne sits opposite me with Robin next to her who is sat opposite Harry, and Gemma sits at the head of the table.

We simultaneously start to dig in, the sound of cutlery clanking and the soft chitter chatter across the table filling the once silent room. I place a forkful of turkey in my mouth, several vegetables attached and all drizzled with the warm beef gravy. My senses explode at the mouthwatering taste, everything just perfect and faultless. "Anne this is amazing! You've outdone yourself as always." I smile at her, telling the complete and honest truth.

"Thank's Em, I'm glad you like it!" She smiles at me gratefully in return, happy that her cooking has satisfied me.

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After dinner is over we all locate ourselves onto the couches in the living room, every one of us slumped slightly as we're so full; our stomachs ready to explode, mine and Harry's more than anyone else's. My prediction from before almost coming true as me and Harry are officially about to pop. "Well we have some news to tell you." I smile at everyone whilst Harry remains slightly slumped. They all shift and look at me expectantly, waiting for this important 'news' I am about to share. "Our family is going to be increased by one," I smile at them. Giggling internally as their facial expressions change from expectant, to surprised, within a matter of seconds.

"What?!" Anne smiles largely, unable to contain her excitement. Harry's eyes are bulging at this unexpected news, having no clue what I'm talking about and almost offended that I haven't told him sooner.

"Yeah, Harry's pregnant, look!" I laugh pointing to his food baby. They all relax and roll their eyes at my cheeky and teasing gesture, Harry relaxing more so than the others when I tell my joke, he would hate to be uninformed with something like that.

A few couch cushions are thrown my way and I catch them lightly and laugh, gently looking down at Harry.

"We will clear the table," I persist much to Anne's dismay, she finally gives in and let's us tidy up considering she has just cooked a full Christmas dinner. The others rest in the living room whilst me and Harry stroll into the kitchen, his hand comfortingly lay on the small of my back as we walk.

I begin to fill the sink with lukewarm water, adding some liquid soap and creating a mass amount of lemony bubbles. I chuckle at what looks like a sheet of snow over the sink bowl and begin washing the dishes as Harry drys them and puts them away in their respective places. "So how's today been?" I ask him, wanting to know what he's thinking.

"It's been amazing. I love seeing everyone, and even though we've had two dinners, it was well worth it." He smiles back, his large hands wrapped in a tea towel as he drys a plate and speaks.

"Yeah, I've missed everyone. It's nice to come back home, and the fact that our houses are less than half an hour apart is so ideal for us." I tell him, using the dish cloth to wipe a plate clean, then placing it on the draining board for Harry to dry.

"I love spending my day with you, you know." He tells me after a brief and comfortable silence. My heart melts at his perfect words, knowing that he's being genuine and that came from his heart. Harry may be completely unpredictable and random at times, but he has a huge heart and when he says things like this to me, I can't help but love him more. I feel content knowing that he thinks of things as perfect as this.

"And I love spending my day with you." I reply lovingly, gazing up into his beautifully sparkling eyes as he glances down at me. I see nothing but love in his eyes, although I do see a hint of mischievousness but choose to ignore it, this moment is too perfect to ruin.

"But you know what else I love?" I smile, almost excited to know what he is about to say.

"Nope I don't know Harry. What else do you love?" I question, not really sure whether I should trust his words now, I have a feeling that mischievous spark in his eyes is about to show itself.

"Bubble fights!" He smiles, cupping an immense amount of bubbles in his palm and slapping them straight into my face without hesitation, a cheeky and childish glint in his eye.

My jaw drops in shock, a smile automatically on my bubble covered face at his actions, he is not getting away with that! I scoop some bubbles in my hand and throw them back in his face, doing the same action he did to me.

We just stand there, neither of us moving as we glance at the other bubble covered person in front of us. My eyes glance up to Harry's curls, some are wet and now stuck to his face as a result of the bubbles, I'm taken from my trance by Harry's husky and low voice, "it's on now!"

And that's how the 'Boxing Day Bubble Fight' starts...

We continue to throw bubbles at each other. The weightless white substance floating effortlessly in the air as we toss it back and forth between us, bubbles covering the rest of our clothes and soft giggles leaving our mouths as we fight. Small screams escape from me as I attempt to dodge the oncoming bubbles.

Harry grabs me by the waist with one arm, "Ahhh! No!" I laugh at him as his free hand makes contact with my face, splaying bubbles everywhere. He simply laughs at the sight of me, unable to contain himself any longer.

I take this opportunity and lunge forward, bubbles going all over his face and down his neck as he continues to laugh, his hands flailing as he attempts to yield me but clearly failing.

"Truce!" He shouts, holding his hands up in the air signalling his surrender.

"Truce." I agree, our breathing heavy after our mini bubble war.

We stand next to each other, leaning against the door; then slumping down and sitting beside each other on the floor still trying to catch our breath. Harry's head falls back and looks directly up to the ceiling whilst I just look straight ahead obliviously. "Em's?" He mutters to gain my attention, I glance over at him to find him still staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah?" I question him softly.

"Look." I allow my head to fall back slowly, resting against the door, and following his gaze to the ceiling.

There hangs a mistletoe above our heads, I feel Harry's gaze burning into me from the side as I watch the mistletoe intently. I smile knowingly. After our day of no kissing, this moment is teasing me, and Harry knows that.

I shift my gaze to Harry, a small smirk on his features as his eyes watch my lips intently; his soft pink tongue swipes over his lips to moisten them, almost expecting me to give in. I bite my lip, I can't resist him, he controls my life, I revolve around him.

I smile once again, turning on my side to look at him properly. I don't care about my pride anymore, I give in, I give in to him and the feeling I get whenever I'm with him. I can't fight it anymore.

"Twenty." I whisper, smiling as his eyes immediately burst with excitement. We have both been waiting for this moment all day and it has finally arrived; my stomach starts doing twirls and I begin to get the familiar feeling of butterflies chasing each other inside of me. This feeling reminds me of my first kiss with Harry, our kiss in the rain, or our declaration of love.

"Finally." He whispers, a large cheesy smile on his face. He wastes no time in crashing his lips softly into mine, exchanging a sweet and passionate kiss; his lips fulfilling every need and urge I have ever felt for him. His hands running up my sides and up to my face, cupping my cheeks and taking full control. We both smile into the kiss, the kiss we have been waiting for since the car ride this morning. The kiss we've been waiting for all day...

And all it takes is a kiss for me to fall in love with him all over again.

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