Jessi

My eyes flutter open as the bright LA sun trickled through the blinds, it's going to be a warm day, and I can't help but smile as Harry tightens his arms around me, his fingers tracing circles over the bare skin of my legs. "Morning Baby." His whisper tickles my neck. I flinch as he places a kiss to one of the hickies he sucked into my neck last night. I glance at the clock and have to do a double take when I realise it says 7.30am.

"Harry, did you drug our kids last night?" I giggle. I honestly can't remember the last time we'd made it to 7.30 in bed without at least one of the kids knocking on the door and there had been no little night time visitors either.

"Shh... don't jinx it." Harry says, placing a kiss to the back of my neck. I stretch out my body and groan as I realise my thighs still hurt. I try rubbing them gently and smile as Harry's big hands move to massage them. "Hmm... I might have got carried away last night." His nose nudges the collar of his shirt I'm wearing out the way and he places more kisses to the many hickies littering my neck and shoulders.

"There is no might about it." My smile stretches wider and I nuzzle closer to him.

"Mummy! Daddy! Mummy! Daddy!" Madison pounds on the door.

"Madi! Calm down! The door is open." Harry sighs, it irks him when she does that. I hear the handle move and she comes bouncing into the room, a little ball of happy, excited energy. She almost pulls the sheets from the bed in her struggle to climb up and Harry and I sit up as she wobbles in the middle, her arms stretching out in front of her.

"Huggies, pwease?" She bounces excitedly.

"Hugs? Oh no, I think it's time for tickles!" He scoops her up and lays her flat on the bed, her giggles filling the room as me and Harry tickle her sides.

"What's for breakfast?" Daniella rubs her eyes as she wanders through the door Madison had left wide open.

"Good Morning to you too, Daniella." I grin.

"Sorry. Mornin' Mum, Mornin' Dad!" She mumbles as she climbs onto the bed too.

"Tickle Dani!" Madison exclaims and before she can react, Harry is tickling her side, forcing a giggle from her lips as well as an annoyed groan.

"Mum, do I have to go to school today?" Mac is next.

"No, Sweetheart." I smile at my only son's forgetfulness.

"It's Saturday." Harry chuckles.

"Oh, yeah." Mac blushes as he wanders over to Harry's side of the bed. Harry helps him up since he can only use one arm. "Dad, do you have to go to work today?"

"No, your Mum will be gone for a few hours this afternoon though." Harry replies.

"That's okay. I have something I wanna show you." Mac smiles and I have to admit, I feel a bit left out but those feelings fade away as I realise how happy my husband looks.

"Okay. Daddy and Mac time booked in for later!" He beams, his bright, toothy, dimply smile and pulls our son in for a tight hug.

"Mum! Dad! I'm heading over to Anlon's!" Robin yells as she passes our bedroom.

"Robin Ann Styles! You get in here right now!" Harry yells back.

"Sweetheart, you haven't even had breakfast?" I add as she pokes her visibly grumpy face in the door.

"Mum, it's Uncle Niall's house, there is always food." She sighs.

"Robi! Don't pretend that you're too cool for us." Harry teases.

"Yeah, come on Robi!" Everyone encourages and a smile creeps over her face.

"Fine, but after breakfast I'm going to Anlon's." She says as she climbs into bed beside us all.

"Cartoons!" Dani yells and Harry obliges and smiles when he finds Spongebob. He still sings along as if he is five years old but I can't help but smile at him, these are his happy times. At home. Surrounded by his babies. It's why I was so willing to give Harry every baby he wants, I love watching him with our kids, it makes my heart soar like a rocket ship. 

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"Can't you deal with it?" I hear Harry groan into the phone as I walk into the kitchen with all the dirty dishes.

"Fine, but I'm out of there by two at the latest Jeffrey, I have to be home before Jess goes to work. I promised Mac." He runs his free hand angrily through his hair as I load the dishwasher.

"Yeah. Yeah. I'll be there as soon as I can." Harry snaps and hangs up. I quickly abandon my task and rush over to wrap my arms around him from behind. He very rarely snaps at people.

"That feels nice." He pulls my arms tighter around him, my head rests between his shoulder blades.

"Everything alright?" I place a kiss to his naked back.

"Jeffrey has been trying to sign this girl to our label for months now with no success and now she's apparently turned up unannounced and is refusing to talk to anyone if I'm not there." He groans. "And I didn't even want to sign her in the first place."

"Oh, is she bad at singing?" I'm confused, if Jeffrey has been trying to get her for months then surely she's good.

"No, she has an amazing voice actually but she - I don't know - she just gives me a bad vibe. Like she'd have a bad attitude, you know?" He turns his body in my arms and gazes down at me.

"I understand. Maybe you'll change your opinion when you meet her?" I try to encourage him but my husband is normally an excellent judge of character.

"Maybe. But she's already taking me away from my favourite people so she's not off to a good start. I better get dressed." He sighs, heading for the stairs. I finish loading the dishwasher and then head back to the Living Room and flop down on the sofa. Dani seems to be trying to teach Madi and Mac a dance routine and Robin had headed over to Lori and Niall's. I'm just starting to enjoy the peace as I hear Harry thud down the stairs.

"Why are you dressed?" Mac yells at Harry before he immediately turns to me, "Why is he dressed?" He stretches out his good arm and points at his Dad.

"I have to go to work for a bit, Bud. I'll be back before -"

"YOU PROMISED!" Mac screams, I've never seen him this angry before. He tries to run passed Harry to the stairs but Harry catches him.

"Listen to me Bud, I promise I'll be back before Mum goes to work." He kicks and screams, trying to get free of Harry's hold and I can't help but worry about why my son is so upset. It's not as if it's unusual for his Dad to be called into the studio. He tries to keep it to a minimum but sometimes he has no other choice.

"NO! I HATE THAT DUMB STUDIO AND I HATE YOU!" Harry immediately lets go of him, and he bolts for the stairs. Harry looks devastated, like somebody has just pulled his whole world out from under him.

"Mac Desmond Styles! You get back here, right NOW!" I yell. He pauses on the third step and turns to look at me, anger and tears cover his face and then he looks at Harry and seems to realise exactly what he said because I don't have to say another word before he runs to his Dad and flings his arm around him.

"I'm sorry Dad! I didn't mean it. I love you!"

"It's okay, Bud. I love you too and I swear I'll be back before Mum goes, okay?" Harry pulls back to look him in the eye and I see Mac nod before he lets him go and heads back to play with his sisters. Harry stands up and walks to say goodbye to the girls before walking back towards me.

"You look devilishly handsome you know?" I smirk. "You know I love these trousers." He is wearing a pair of turquoise trousers with a white shirt, sleeves rolled up and unbuttoned just enough so I can see his bird tattoos.

"More than the banana yellow ones?" He kisses my nose.

"It's close. You should probably have done something about this though." I smile as my fingers ghost over the revenge hickie I'd sucked into his neck.

"How about this?" He pops his collar and moves his sunglasses from the top of his head and places them on his face.

"Uhm, how about no?" I flatten his collar and he places another kiss on my nose. He lets out a groan as his phone rings.

"See you soon, Baby." He places a soft kiss to my lips.

"Hurry back!" I smile.

"Yes Jeffrey, I'm getting in the car now." Harry rolls his eyes as he leaves.

"Mum! Orla got a new skateboard, can I go play with her?" I turn around and am surprised to see Lori and Niall's eldest daughter standing in front of me. She must have come in the back door.

"Okay but be careful." I warn and they both run off.

"Mummy put 1D on, pwease?" Madison holds the iPad up to me and I quickly find their Youtube channel. "Yay!" She giggles and plops herself down on the sofa.

"Jessi!" I hear Lori yell, and I head into the kitchen.

"Hi Lor!" I smile.

"I just needed some adult conversation. Speaking of - aren't you a little old for hickies?" She chuckles.

"Never!" I gasp and clutch my chest dramatically. "Besides what's that saying? You're only as old as the man you feel?" I grin.

"So you feel thirty six then?" She laughs.

"Oh yeah. That doesn't work, does it?" I laugh, remembering Harry and I are the same age.

"Where is Harold anyway?"

"He had to go into work, some girl that Jeffrey's been trying to sign turned up and she won't talk to anyone until Harry gets there, apparently." I shrug while making us both a coffee.

"Oh, it's not that River girl is it?" Lori asks. 

"Harry didn't mention her name."

"You better hope it's not. Niall shared a studio with her in New York, said she's a total nightmare." Lori sighs dramatically.

"How so?"

"He said she was rude, demanding and his words 'a total diva'" Lori sips on her coffee.

"Oh dear, well I hope it's not her, but Harry knows what he's doing." Him and Jeffrey have been running their own Record Label for three years now. Successfully too.

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Lori and I sit and chat at the kitchen table for what seems like forever when we're interrupted by Daniella and Madison singing from the Living Room.

"Can't wuv you more dan jizz!" I hear Madi's little voice.

"Did she just say -"

"Nah, we must have misheard her." I shake my head and take another sip of coffee which I promptly spit everywhere when I hear Dani's voice.

"You could be preoccupied, different dick every night." I rush into the Living Room.

"Girl's those are not the words!" I screech.

"S'wot Daddy say!" Madison pouts, her bottom lip quivering. Lori turns the iPad towards me and I realise they've somehow got onto One Direction lyric changes.

"Yeah, different dick every night!" Dani dances around the Living Room.

"Girls, listen to me. You can't sing those words, it's rude." I sigh.

"But Daddy said it!" Madison crosses her arms and huffs. She looks pretty adorable.

"Yeah and Daddy got into big trouble for saying them." I say the first thing that pops into my head. Bloody Harry. I'm gonna kill him.

"Yeah, well he will do later." Lori mumbles and I nudge her to keep her quiet.

"He did?" Madison looks up at me with wide eyes.

"Like he got his electronics taken away or something? Did he get grounded?" Dani exclaims, clearlythe idea of their Daddy getting in trouble amuses them.

"Yeah something like that." I reply, hoping they'll drop the subject.

"Yeah or he made thousands of girls' panties wet." Lori mumbles and I whack her arm, she was not being helpful.

"Why would Dad want to soak girl's panties?" Dani asks as I glare at Lori.

"Did he do it with his big gun?" Madi asks.

"Pardon?" I can feel my embarrassment growing with every second, if I didn't know any better I'd swear they were doing this on purpose.

"You know his big, big gun?" Madi repeats waving her hands for emphasis but I can't concentrate as Dani is now running around the room making pretend guns with her fingers yelling, "Pew, wet pants! Pew, wet pants! Pew, wet pants!" I can't contain it anymore and a loud laugh bursts from my mouth and I hear Lori laughing beside me.

"What's so funny?" Dani giggles along even although she has no idea why we're laughing.

"MUMMY!" Madison yells.

"Yes, Madison?" I answer, trying to control my laughter.

"Was it the big gun?" She waves her hands dramatically, and she looks like her little life depends on knowing the answer to this oh so important question. "The water soaka?"

"You mean super soaker." Dani corrects her and I suddenly realise what she's talking about.

"Yes! I wanna water fight!" Madi cheers.

"Great idea! We can ask Dad when he gets in. Let's go find Mac!" And just like that they both skip off towards the back garden.

"Your kids are amazing." Lori chuckles and pushes my shoulder.

"Thanks for all your help with that." I roll my eyes at her.

"You're welcome." She teases as I place the iPad in its charging dock.

"Mum, we're all having lunch with Uncle Niall!" Mac yells.

"You coming?" Lori smiles as she heads to the back door. 

"I'll just be a second." I yell after her. I want to make sure the TV is off and the doors are locked.

I feel my phone vibrate and pull it out to see a message from Harry. "Urgh! Kill me now!"

"Well, I just might. Thanks to you our daughters now have the phrases, 'can't love you more than jizz,' and, 'different dick every night,' in their vocabulary!"

"Shit! Jess! You almost made me spit my coffee over the entire table."

"You're welcome. That's exactly what I did when I heard them."

"Will you be late home tonight? I can't get the image of you perched on that drier out of my mind."

"Your boobs drive me crazy when they jiggle."

"Aren't you supposed to be in a meeting? This isn't very professional."

"Everyone has fucked off to get coffee. I wish I was in my office. I'd have locked the door and have my hand down my pants already."

"I seem to remember the conference room door has a lock?"

"Kids?"

"I have a rare moment to myself, all next door having lunch." I walk to the downstairs bathroom and lock the door, pull off my t-shirt and film my boobs jiggling. I can't stop grinning as I quickly send the video to my husband.

"Fuck! Baby girl, I want you to touch yourself."

"Where?"

"Stick a finger inside you and tell me how wet you are?" I do as he asks, slowly sliding my finger in and out again.

"So wet for you, Harry."

"Taste it."

"I wish my lips were around your dick instead."

"They will be later, I promise. Make yourself come for me, baby." I place my phone down beside the sink and do as he asked, my fingers pumping in and out as I roughly squeeze my boobs, the same way Harry would. I picture him fucking me on that huge conference table, his dick relentlessly grinding into me as he sucks hard on my nipples. Before I can get a handle on it I'm coming hard, all over my fingers and soaking my underwear. I wash my hands in the sink once I'd caught my breath. I smirk as I see Harry's name lighting up my phone screen.

"Hi!" I can't stop smiling.

"Hey naughty girl, did you cum for me?" I can tell he is smiling too.

"Always." I grin. I can't wait to get home tonight.

"Now I'm paranoid I've gotten cum on my trousers." I can hear him moving around.

"I'll get down on my knees and check for you later if you'd like?"

"Baby girl, please quit it or I'll be trying to hide a raging hard on when everyone gets back." I can hear the smirk in his voice.

"Well, I better go before they send out a search party for me. Enjoy the rest of your meeting, Sweetie." I smile.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Harry." My smile is making my jaw ache as I hang up the phone. I hurry upstairs and change my underwear before heading next door for lunch.

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"Mum, where is he?" Mac asks from the doorway to my bedroom.

"He'll be here, Sweetheart. He promised and your Dad doesn't break his promises." I finish my makeup by swiping on my favourite nude lipstick and grab a pair of dressy flats from my wardrobe.

"You promise?" He asks.

"I promise." I smile as I slide my laptop into my work bag.

"You look nice, Mum." Mac says as we walk downstairs together.

"Thanks, Mac." I was wearing a pair of grey wide leg trousers with an oversized lilac shirt with the sleeves rolled up, I was sure it belonged to Harry due to the sleeves being way too long for me in their normal state but at some point it had ended up on my side of the wardrobe.

"Hey Baby! Sorry I'm a little late, traffic was a nightmare." Harry rushes through the door and flings his keys on the little table in the hallway.

"Dad! You're here!" Mac yells and sprints towards Harry before I can utter a single word.

"Hey Bud! Where else would I be?" Harry smiles, hugging him tight. I had no idea what had gotten into Mac but he'd been asking when Harry would be home all day.

"I just worried you'd get too busy at work." Mac clings to his body.

"Never too busy for you guys. You should go round up your sisters and find out what they'd like for dinner?" Harry says and smiles as Mac runs off to find them.

"You're going to be home for dinner, right? And you look fantastic by the way." He squeezes my arse as he hugs me. "Mmm... you smell pretty good too." He growls as his tongue licks over my neck.

"Thank you. And yeah, I should be home in time for dinner. I'll let you know if that changes." I hug him closer.

"Bye Mummy!" Madison yells as she runs towards me, her sisters and brother following behind her. I say goodbye to them all and give them all a massive hug and they quickly disperse again. I walk towards the table where Harry had thrown his keys and quickly scoop them up. I felt like driving his car today, I love driving the car after he'd been in it. His scent makes me feel safe.

"Why do you want my keys?" Harry raises his eyebrows at me.

"Because the car will still smell like you." I smirk. I love driving his car after him. 

"I love you, you little weirdo!" Harry teases, he pokes his tongue out at me before walking over and placing one final kiss on my lips.

"I love you more." I smile and head out to the car. I miss my favourite people already.

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I scan over the list of things I still have to do; it seems as if I'm getting nowhere. Almost as if somebody is sneaking more jobs on while I'm not looking. I quickly confirm details for two upcoming jobs and assign photographers to two others. Four more things ticked off.

"Jessi?" Sara's voice speaks through the intercom system.

"Yes, Sara?" I smile. I honestly don't know what I'd do without this woman sometimes.

"I have Dotty, Alessandro's assistant, on the phone for you, she says it's urgent." Sara replies and I can hear the silent eye roll in her tone.

"It's always urgent." I giggle.

"I know, I can fob her off if you're busy?" 

"No, just put her through, it'll be quicker." I sigh.

"Thanks!" The intercom clicks off and the phone on my desk rings.

"Ah, there you are Jessica. I bet the Queen of England is easier to get a hold of than you." She chuckles as I pickup. I choose not to correct her calling me Jessica, she'd just ignore it anyway.

"Hi, Dotty!" I reply.

"So can I pencil you and Harry in for the 12th for his shoot?" I quickly scan my Inbox for her latest email and find out she wants the 12th of July. I quickly check my calendar against Harry's and realise the 12th works for both of us. Phew.

"Yeah, that looks good." I reply, adding the appointment to both mine and Harry's schedules.

"Excellent. I'll send over some ideas Alessandro's thinking of but we're sure whatever you come up with won't disappoint. Nobody can take pictures of him like you can. Thanks Jessica."

"Thanks Dotty. Speak to you soon." I smile and hang up the phone. I scan down my list and tick off the item that says 'confirm dates for Alessandro Michele'. Next on my list is Dougie. I decide to video call him.

"Auntie Jess!" Attenborough, Dougie's 10-year-old son's face beams at me. Yes, he really named his son after David Attenborough.

"Hey Atti. Is your Dad there?" I smile.

"Atti, who are you talking to?" I hear Dougie's voice in the background.

"Auntie Jess. She wants you!" Atti yells.

"Oh hey Jess, what's up?" Dougie smiles as his face appears on the screen.

"Work. I-"

"When are you coming to visit? I have a new skateboard I need to show Mac. It's rad!" Atti interrupts.

"Atti, what have I told you about interrupting?" Dougie frowns.

"He's fine. I live with four kids, five if you include Harry. Interruptions are an everyday occurrence." 

"Still, he should know better. Can you go check on your sister, please?" Dougie asks. "How is Harold? Has he impregnated you yet?" Dougie chuckles once Atti has disappeared.

"Dougie!" I scold.

"Yes, Jessi?" He smirks and I shake my head at him.

"Anyway, the reason I called was to set a date for your new book shoot." He'd just finished writing his third book about climate change and I'd helped take most of the pictures. 

"Anytime babe, you're taking the photos yeah?" He replies.

"Yeah." 

"Yeah, so whenever, if I'm on tour then just come and we can work around it and Atti is right, you need to come visit, you still haven't met Jane." He grins like a Cheshire Cat. Jane is his daughter, she's only a few weeks ago and to say him and his wife, Ruby, were happy was an understatement. This was their third round of IVF.

"I know, she looks beautiful though Doug. Ruby sent me some pictures." 

"I'll talk to Hazza, we all know he can't resist a baby." Dougie chuckles.

"That is very true. Anyway, we have veered way off topic. I'm going to put you in my diary for the 9th of August, okay?" I smile.

"Sounds good. Listen, I have to go. Jane's fussing. Hopefully, I'll see you soon?" He grins confidently.

"Yeah, see you soon." I smile and drag my pen through that job on the list as I hang up.

"Jessi, I have a Miss Styles on the phone for you." Sara's voice crackles through the intercom, in a posh accent, clearly mocking the formality of whichever daughter was calling.

"Okay, thanks Sara." I smile as the phone rings.

"Hey, sweetheart, is everything okay?" I ask as I pick up.

"Is that Mrs Styles?" I recognise Robin's voice.

"Yes, why? Have you forgotten my voice? And we're being very formal this afternoon?" I giggle.

"Mum!" She groans. "I'm trying to be professional. We have to find a photographer to shoot our pieces for fashion school and we have to document the process." She sighs. "You're making this so hard."

"Hang on, are you saying you want me to take your photos?" I'm stunned and ridiculously excited.

"Well, yeah. Who else would I choose? You're amazing Mum but I know you're really busy so if you can't do it, it's okay." Her soft voice trails off. I feel my eyes fill with tears. I was honoured that she chose me.

"Never too busy for you. When were you thinking Miss Styles?" I ask, grinning from ear to ear.

"I had the 16th of July in mind, if that's okay?" She says. I check my calendar and smile when I see that date is free. Although I'd have made it work, even if it wasn't.

"That works for me." I smile.

"Great. So what happens now?" Her voice sounding a little unsure.

"Well Miss Styles, I'll give you a call closer to the time and we can discuss ideas and set-up times and so on?" I can't stop smiling. My daughter is proud of me, this has to be the best feeling ever.

"Oh ok. That sounds good." She pauses, "Mum?"

"Yeah, Sweetheart?" I reply.

"I love you." Those three little words make my heart sing.

"I love you to the moon and back, Robin. You completely changed my life for the better." It's true, who knows where I'd be if I hadn't gotten pregnant.

"And you and Dad are the best parents ever." She replies.

"Thanks, Sweetheart. I'll see you soon." 

"Will you be home for dinner?"

"Yeah. I'll be there." I suddenly found a new energy to get through my to do list.

"Ok. See you later, Mum."

"See you later, Robin." I hang up and get back to work. I love my crazy little family.

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I pull into the garage and park Harry's car. I climb out and excitedly rush inside. Coming home is always my favourite part of the day.

Robin and her sisters are in the living room.

"Mum!" They yell and come running towards me. I bend down and hug them all tightly and then I realise I can't smell dinner cooking and there's no sign of Harry or Mac.

"Where's your Dad and brother?" I ask as I let them go.

"The studio." Robin replies.

"He went back to work?" I ask. It surprised, he wouldn't usually do that without telling me first.

"No, the little studio." Robin points along the hallway.

"OK, why don't you guys pick which kind of pizza you want and I'll order it when I get back?" I smile, my feet plodding along the hallway. I slowly open the door to the studio. I wonder what Harry is doing in here. He hasn't used this studio for months, maybe even a year. My ears prick up as I hear the most beautiful song being played on the piano and my mouth fell open as my eyes rest on Harry and Mac sitting, playing this beautiful song together. I had no idea Mac could even play the piano. I stand there, my eyes glued to the heart-warming scene in front of me. Harry starts to play a silly tune on the piano and Mac laughs. My boys look so handsome together.

"Do you know the first song I learned?" Mac looks up at his Dad. Harry gestures towards the piano. I hear Harry chuckle as Mac plays What Makes You Beautiful.

"Apparently my teacher is a huge fan!" Mac chuckles. I smile even wider as they both sing together and I realise Mac is really good. He sounds like a young Harry. I accidentally knock something onto the floor, alerting them both to your presence.

"MUM!" Mac yells. "What are you just going around spying on me now?" He looks angry.

"I - I'm sorry." I stumble, surprised by his reaction.

"That's bullshit!" He curses and my mouth falls open, he'd never spoken to me like that before.

"Hey, don't curse at your Mum!" Harry reprimands before I can speak. Mac just lets out a massive roar before he stomps passed us both and out the door.

"What was that all about?" I glance at Harry, trying not to show how much Mac's outburst had got to me but Harry knew me better than that. He closes the distance between us in a heartbeat and wraps his arms around me.

"He's so shy. He dragged me in here and then it took me about an hour to get him to eventually show me why. How much did you hear? He wrote a song, he can play the piano, he can sing!" Harry gushes.

"Mac wrote that song? And when did he learn piano and Oh my God! He so sounds like you when you were younger." I hug him tighter as we both get swept up in the excitement.

"I know right, apparently he's been getting lessons at school since the start of the year. And he had to write a piece of music as his final assessment, it's amazing. And he sounds way better than I did at his age." The pride in Harry's voice is adorable and I feel so happy I could burst.

"I'm sorry I ruined it." I sigh.

"You didn't ruin anything, he'll come around." Harry glances down at his watch and his eyes widen. "Holy shit, we better feed the kids before they eat each other!"

"The girls are picking out pizza." I smile and hold tightly onto Harry's hand as we walk back towards the Living Room.

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"Mac, dinner's here!" Harry yells up to Mac who hadn't come out of his room since he stormed upstairs earlier. I place the pizza's in the middle of the dinner table.

"Did you remember to get me a plain cheese?" Mac's little voice asks from the edge of the table.

"Yeah, Bud. Your Mum got you a plain cheese." Harry messes his Son's dirty blonde hair with his hand.

"Thanks Mum." Mac smiles and I give him a huge grin back. I sit down and look around the table at my weird and wonderful children, shoveling pizza into their mouths as if they haven't eaten in over a week.

"Mum. I'm sorry I yelled and cursed at you." Mac looks guiltily at the floor as he climbs into the chair beside me.

"It's okay, Sweetheart." I place my arm around his shoulders.

"Well, it's okay to get angry, but it's not okay to curse at your Mum, ever." Harry says from my other side.

"Sorry Dad, it just slipped out. I won't do it again." I notice Mac's bottom lip wobbling, I squeeze Harry's thigh to try to get him to go a little easier on him.

"Okay then. And thank you for apologising, Bud." Harry says, and I notice Mac perk up a little.

"Madi, would you like some of my pizza?" Mac asks and Madison furiously nods, cheese pizza is her favourite but she always copies her sisters and asks for toppings.

"Love you, Macroni!" She giggles, trying to say Macaroni. His sisters had given him the nickname, originally to tease him but along the way it had stuck and now it's mostly used with affection.