Harry

As the days turned into weeks we had started a routine. We'd wake up early, six am before Daisy was awake, so Jane could pump and I would make breakfast for everyone.

The babies would be up around the same time, Violet first and then she'd wake up Harrison. While we ate we'd each take one and by then Daisy would be up to eat as well.

I would take Daisy to school, but on Saturdays, she would watch cartoons with me while the babies lay in their swings. Jane would either work from her computer, clean, or sleep. If she did I would work on my computer or be on the phone with Louis who was working on all the paperwork for me since I was on vacation.

I didn't like how Louis managed, he was such a hardass when it came to our employees. When I would get back all the guys would be on their best behavior like if he was walking around with a whip.

By the afternoon we'd eat again and Daisy would nap with the twins. Depending on the day Jane and I would take turns making dinner or taking a nap.

Luckily today she was making stew in a crockpot so we could both nap. As I walked down the hall I was stopped by the stupid gate to keep Daisy from going into the kitchen without us when food was being made.

I hate that gate.

"Baby help." She walked out of the room and sighed.

"Harry it's a latch you press and lift." She came and opened it letting me pass. We went to lay down and she looked through her phone. "You know I finally understand why my mom was so in love with the crockpot. You just set it and forget it." I chuckled.

"You are such a mom." She gasped looking at me. "Like a hot mom."

"You're a dad." She said turning around. "Not a sexy daddy, a scratches his beer belly, makes weird dad noises and tells terrible jokes dad." I laughed at her description. I went to lay behind her and kissed her neck.

"I don't have a beer belly because I don't drink silly baby." She giggled as I began nibbling on her ear. "What did the doctor say last week?" Jane was already past six weeks postpartum.

"She cleared me, but I'm not really in the lovin' mood right now. I don't feel very sexy and I might have to pump in like ten minutes." I couldn't help look at how big and sexy her breasts looked. So full and lifted and all I wanted was to fuck them and her. "Are you getting hard?" She looked at me.

I looked down and rolled my eyes. "Yeah sorry, ignore me." I cuddled into her. "Love you."

There was a long silence and then I felt a hand on my crotch. "If I give you a handjob, what would you do for me?" She teased. "Not sexual, just in general." A handjob sounded nice, I missed her touch. What does Jane like?

"I would rub your feet, and tell you how beautiful and amazing you are." She turned to face me and stuck her hands in front of my pants outside of the underwear.

"What if I got on my knees and sucked just on the tip?" I chuckled thinking of exactly that.

"I would probably give you a massage and clean the house?" I shrugged not really being able to give her a better deal with my clouded mind.

"Plus rub my feet and call me beautiful." I nodded. "What if I take you deeper, maybe let you fuck my mouth, what do I get then?" I gulped.

"All that and I'll change poopy diapers for a week." She began jerking me off in my sweatpants nodding for me to continue.

"What else is daddy willing to do to get his hard cock sucked?" I began to breathe hard as her thumb circled the head of my very hard dick. "Or does daddy want something else?"

"I want to fuck your tits and cum inside that dirty mouth of yours." I moaned. Her hands stopped and she looked at me surprised.

"My dirty mouth?" I nodded slowly. "Daddy you're so naughty, these don't belong to you right now." I chuckled. "but you can cum in my mouth, Deal?" She pulled her hand out to shake and I shook my head laughing.

"Deal, get on your knees by the bed." She nodded. I stood to lock our bedroom door and put the baby monitor beside the bed, sitting down so Jane can help me pull my pants down. My dick popped out and she moaned wrapping her hand around it.  She looked up at me and smiled. "You want to be a good girl?" She nodded quickly. "Then give my cock a few kisses."

"Yes, daddy." She nodded kissing from the tip down to the balls before sticking her tongue out to give me a soft kitten lick. She bit her lip shyly looking up at me as she began circling her tongue around the head of my dick. I watched her closely, her mouth opening wider to take me in. She began sucking on the tip, making popping noises as she pulled back. "You know why I love sucking you off?" I shook my head. "Because you may think you're in control, but in reality I am."

She was pumping slower, teasing me. "W-what do you mean?"

"For instance, I can make you cum in thirty seconds or I can take my sweet ass time and make you beg me to make you cum." She smiled.

"I don't beg." I shrugged.

She let out almost a gasp. "Wanna bet." I gave her a cocky smile and watched as she tied her hair up. With Jane that was a sign, she was going to take me all the way down her throat. It was a sign that she was ready for me.

She had me stand as I watched her put both hands around me to pump fast while she gave the best head I will ever get. I looked down, my eyes meeting hers. She began moaning around me, the vibration making my balls ache. She moved her hands and took me down her throat, a gagging noise emerged but she ignored it pulling back slowly doing it again.

"Oh shit." When I said that I felt her hand cup my balls, kneading them making me feel like I was about to explode, but then she pulled away standing up. "What! No!"

"My jaw hurts, you can finish in the bathroom." She shrugs. She was testing me to see if I would beg.

"Jane, baby, don't do this I'm literally about to cum." She crossed her arms. "Princess."

"Beg for it." She sat there waiting for me. "Get on your knees and beg me to make you cum." Jane was tiny, five feet tall- oh sorry five foot two- and was adorable.

But she was a feisty little woman.

It was one of my favorite traits of hers. "I'm waiting." I looked down at my dick, it looked angry. I rolled my eyes dropping to my knees, holding her hands.

"Princess, will you please finish sucking me off." She pouted.

"Does it hurt?" She cooed running her fingers through my hair. "You want my mouth to take care of it?"

"Yes, please I want it." She smiled leaning into my face to give me a quick kiss.

"Good boy." She patted my head making me annoyed as I stood up again. That quickly went away as I felt my dick slide between her lips to the back of her throat where she swallowed around me. As I got close again I grabbed her ponytail and began thrusting into her mouth.

"The next time you decide to tease daddy like that, I'm gonna spank you." She moaned nodding. "I'm gonna cum on that pretty little face for being bad." I pulled myself out of her mouth tugging on myself while she sucked on my balls, my cum shooting out onto her face.

When I finished I fell back on the bed feeling like I had just run a marathon as I took a deep breath.

"Oh fuck." I looked at Jane stood up walking quickly to the bathroom.

"You okay?" I heard the shower turn on.

"You asshole, you got cum in my eye. Don't come in here." I began laughing as I walked in to see her naked. She covered herself quickly. "Don't look at me!" I raised an eyebrow.

"Why I'm here to check on you." She looked down.

"But why did you laugh?" I realized she thought I laughed at her.

"I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing because I didn't aim right." She giggled and looked at the water and then down at her towel. "Can I join you?" She shook her head. "Why, it's just a shower."

Jane was doing that thing where she had her arms crossed in front of her. She could either be very sexy and confident or shy and insecure. There was no in-between.

"One of us has to be out in case the babies wake up." She told me.

I knew that was an excuse so I stood there. "Okay then get in." She told me to go. "Why can't I see you naked?" She rolled her eyes.

"Because I don't look like myself, I still have a belly and my nipples look weird." I shook my head.

"Baby, let me see." She huffed dropping the towel. She looked perfect. "What the fuck has you so down? Your nipples look the same, just slightly darker-"

"They're huge!" She covered them.

"No, they're not, besides you've been breastfeeding. Your stomach looks beautiful and doesn't give that crap that you have stretch marks because you don't. You look beautiful. You look amazing baby, don't ever cover yourself in front of me, okay?" She nodded lowering her arms. "Now let me take a shower with you." She sighed giving in.

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Jane

Today Harry and I were going out for the first time in a while just the two of us. We had hired a babysitter who was very nice and according to Harry, who did a background check on her, was clean.

We had never left Daisy with a babysitter so it was odd, but now that we had multiple kids we had to start paying someone instead of the free help from our family.

Harry walked out of the bathroom and I gasped at how good he looked in his button-up shirt, his jeans, and his new boots.

"Um hello, sexy have you seen my husband Harry?" He laughed taking a spin. I didn't look as sexy with a kid attached to my boob, but I was ready to leave.

"Is Violet done eating?" I nodded pulling her off. "The sitters here?"

"Yup she's talking with Daisy." I fixed my dress and walked out to the living room where the sitter, whose name was Sue, sat playing with Daisy's dolls.

I gave her instructions for the twins and told her all our info. She had twenty years of experience with multiple kids and I had a lot of faith she could handle everything.

Weirdly enough Harry had no trust when it came to his babies. He called Daisy in her room and gave her his phone.

"If anything happens or if you want us to come home you call me at mommy's number, okay?" She nodded. "Leave the phone in here and don't tell Sue you have it." I rolled my eyes.

As we drove towards the location I quickly realized it was a bar. "Niall said it's his favorite place, he's introducing us to his girlfriend." Harry made a face as if to say, another girl. "It's gonna be on your left, it's called Shenanigans. Fun name." I giggled. I looked at Harry and he seemed concerned. "What is it?"

"I've been in four fights at that bar." My eyes widened, "You don't think the owner would remember me do you?"

"No! Of course not, I mean maybe if they were big- no!" He sighed driving anyways. As we made it our whole group was already there.

Shenanigans was a half bar half restaurant type place. There were a lot of people at the bar because there was a game on tv. We walked in and sat down. Phoebe, Lisa, and Olivia were taking a drink. "God damn look at my hot ass sister!" I rolled my eyes.

"Who gave Phoebe Tequila!" They all cheered. Harry laughed sitting at the big table quickly looking at the menu. I introduced myself to Niall's new girlfriend who was a little quiet for our loud group. She was blonde and seemed a bit uptight. "What was your name again?"

"Taylor." I nodded.

We ate and as drinks came around, everyone but Harry and I drank. It had become typical of them to not even include us since we didn't drink. I told Harry I wanted a virgin drink and to come with me to the bar.

As I waited he looked around awkwardly. "What's wrong?"

"I almost ordered a drink." He looked down. "I think I need to go outside for a minute." I pouted holding his face.

"We can go out for a minute." He nodded walking towards the patio. As I was walking I suddenly felt someone pinch my ass. I gasped turning around as I kept walking. Some drunk guy winked at me and blew me a kiss. "Harry that guy just pinched my ass!" The second I told him I immediately regretted saying anything. Harry turned around so fast and looked at the guy.

"Him?" I gulped nodding. Suddenly he turned the guy and grabbed him out of his seat. The guy looked scared for a second. "Did you just grab my wife's ass you piece of shit!"

Everyone stopped to look at the scene in front of them. The guy nodded quickly.

"Harry stop," I told him.

"You're hurting me, man!" The guy squirmed.

"Don't you ever touch a woman like that understand! If I see you even look at my woman I'll beat your ass!" He dropped the guy to the floor and turned to hold my hand as he walked out with me outside. As he stepped outside into the warm summer air he looked so pissed off. "Are you okay?" He asked. His whole attitude changed talking to me sweetly.

"Yes, that was really scary." As fucked up as it was, I was kind of turned on. The guy looked heavy and Harry literally lifted him up from his seat. "You're so strong." He looked at me.

"I do pushups." I giggled getting closer to him. "And situps."

"Really?" I acted like I didn't already know. "You know what I've always wanted to do, get picked up by you at a bar." He chuckled. "So we show up and you come over and hit on me and take me home."

"Take you home to my three kids." He winked. "That's sexy?" I nodded kissing his cheek. "Let's go in sexy lady, I feel better."

As we walked in the guy was still sitting there and this time Olivia was standing beside him. Harry was checking his phone as the guy turned to Olivia and smacked her ass.

"What the fuck?" Was this guy looking for a beating? Suddenly Louis stood and began yelling at the guy. Olivia walked over to me and that's when shit just began to get crazy. "Harry-" he walked over and the two began arguing with the guy.

"Motherfucker what the fuck is your problem grabbing on my lady like that!" Louis began yelling in his face. The guy's friends walked over and suddenly it began a giant screaming match.

As I noticed the security and bouncer coming in to stop the fight, the guy said something and then Harry threw a punch. I gasped as all four guys: Harry, Louis, and the two drunk idiots began fighting. I watched the security began trying to pull them apart.

"Harry!" I yelled as I got closer.

"I'm gon' kick your ass you fuckin' twat!" His accent seemed to get stronger as he yelled. "Oi get this Motherfucker out of here! He's grabbing on the woman!"

The owner kicked all of them out. I followed them outside as the two drunks walked away towards the end of the parking lot. Harry was pacing angrily.

"Hey look at me. It's done let's just go." He nodded breathing heavily. Louis and Olivia were talking when the rest of the group walked out to ask what happened.

"You want me to stun gun his ass?" Lisa asked pulling out an actual taser.

"Fuckin' bloke in 'are grabbing at Jane." I looked at him.

"Bloke?" He rolled his eyes.

"Oh sorry, I forgot you're from California. Some dude just touched Jane's ass." I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, Harry your hands bleeding," Phoebe told him. He cursed turning to me. "I have an idea let's go have a bonfire at the beach." We all looked at our group and shrugged just wanting to get out of there.

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I sat against Harry's chest in the sand as Niall strummed his guitar. Taylor looked so happy as he played. "Wow, that was amazing." She told him.

"Thanks, babe." They were having a moment. I looked up at Harry who was looking out at the ocean. I grabbed his hands and held them in mine.

"Psst." He looked. "I love you," I whispered.

He leaned down to my ear. "I love you, let's go home." After our goodbyes, he carried me on his back to the car. He set me down as we reached the car and opened my door. I sat in and waited for him to get in on the other side."Jane?"

"Yes?" He drove towards our house.

"Do you think the babies are still up?" I sighed.

"Probably." I groaned thinking of having to deal with all three kids. When we made it home, on the other hand, they were all asleep. Sue was cleaning up the mess in the living room as we walked in.

"Mr. And Mrs. Styles, I just got the twins down for bed as you asked." I was stunned. "I also made sure Daisy used the restroom before bed and set up the next feeding too."

"Sue, are you available next Saturday?" I asked her as Harry walked towards the rooms to check on the kids.

"Yes I am, what time?" She smiled.

"Around seven?" I paid her and walked her to her car. As soon as she left I came back in and Harry looked surprised.

"They're all asleep and look perfect." I rolled my eyes. "Let's go to bed, and you can clean my hand." He looked down at his bloody bruised hand.

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Around four am I was woken up by not one but three crying babies. Daisy couldn't find Bunny and both the babies had a full diaper.

Harry sat there beside me with one eye closed as he changed Harrison. Daisy came into the room with Bunny and asked if she could sleep with us. She went and laid by Harry.

I stood needing to get bottles made for the babies so I handed off Violet to Harry. He sat there with all three kids and I couldn't help but smile as they all held onto their dad. Half asleep he was the best dad a kid could ask for.

When I came back we fed them and burped them, laying them down between us. Thank god we had a big bed, or not these kids would have thrown us out.

When they were all asleep I looked at Harry who was laying on the opposite side. "We were all snuggled up thirty minutes ago," I whispered. "These kids are going to make us old." He nodded.

"I'll move Daisy to her bed and-" he was cut off when Daisy turned to hug him. "-nevermind." I giggled. "Let me get their bassinets."

He carefully stood going to the room. He came back and picked up each baby to put in their little beds. He picked up Daisy and put her in her room with Bunny this time and she was able to cuddle with Mickey. As he came back he held me in his arms.

"This whole bed and we still chose to be in each other's arms," I whispered making him let out a small laugh. As he closed his eyes I looked at the features of his face.

When I first met him he didn't have the small laugh lines around his mouth. In fact, he says he never used to smile a lot before he met me. His hair was short again, a haircut he got last week turned out bad so he buzzed the sides of it.

The stubble on his chin didn't bother me, in fact, I kind of liked it. He had some on his face but I would always joke that he had to shave it off because the stubble hurts my inner thighs.

I lifted my hand to touch his bottom lip. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"Admiring your features, you're pretty." He smiled. "Do you remember the first time I stayed at your place?" He nodded.

"Yeah, you talked a lot in your sleep then." I blushed. "Still do."

"What do I even say?" I wondered.

"The other day I had to piss and you were talking to someone named Rosetta?" I chuckled. "Who's Rosetta?"

"Probably my grandma Rosetta from my mom's side. She passed a long time ago." He hummed. "Are any of your grandparents alive?" He shook his head. Something always has bothered me that I didn't know. Harry didn't like talking about his dad but I decided to ask. "Whatever happened to you your dad?"

"We left him when I was ten and he never looked for us. He remarried another woman and died when I was thirteen. In his wife's letter to us, she said he pulled a Bon Scott."

"You didn't go to his funeral?" I asked him carefully.

"Baby my aunt didn't even know where he was buried or anything. This woman wrote her a letter and told her that he was dead so to stop looking for him." That sounded odd. "You're good at looking people up, maybe you can find out what cemetery might have him. I've always wanted to go piss on his grave." I smacked his shoulder.

"Not nice Harry." He shrugged.

"I'm not nice Jane." I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, you are my boo bear." He scrunched his nose falling back asleep. I was very curious as to where this man was buried, what if it was the same cemetery as Gemma?

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Today after going to the grocery store I was at home with the kids while Harry went to check-in at the shop.

My curiosity got the best of me as I decided to look up Desmond. Not much came up so I decided to look up some other stuff. I needed information so I decided to call Anne.

"Hello Jane, how are you, sweetheart?" I smiled.

"Great Anne, and you?" She told me she was home again and had been doing some cleaning before bed. "Listen I called you because I had a bit of a question, Harry's dad, did he have another name?" She was quiet for a moment.

"His mother's last name was Cooper and he had a bad habit of using that. Why are you asking?" She sounded curious.

"Well Harry was telling me about the letter his other wife had sent and it got me curious about where he could have been buried." She hummed.

"Well if you find anything let me know, I too would be interested in where that woman would have had him put. I always despised her." I raised an eyebrow.

"Anne, you knew her?" Maybe she knew her name.

"Yes, Denise White, she was with him while I was pregnant with Harry. Such a long time ago."

I nodded typing in her name. I hung up with Anne and read some stuff about people with that name. Suddenly something caught my attention.

A wedding announcement for Desmond Cooper Jr, and his wife Melanie Davis.

I pressed the website and there was a picture of a young couple. The guy who according to the website was twenty-five years old and son to rich business owner Desmond Cooper Sr. As I looked at the photo I began to freak out about his side profile.

He looked similar to Harry.

I searched Desmond Cooper Sr. and then I saw the picture of an older man in front of a hill, like a vineyard.

"Cooper's wine company takes off in a new location in France. Couple Desmond Cooper and Denise Cooper-White started a business in 2008 and have been successful with two vineyards in Italy." I looked at the date and realized this was last year.

If this was him, Harry's dad was alive, he was successful, and he had another son. "Son of a bitch!"

I called Anne and used the video chat to show her the man. "Jesus Christ!" She gasped. "That's him." I gasped. "I don't know how to react." She said over the line.

"I didn't think I'd find anything on him, that's so weird." Anne looked angry. "Why would she lie and say Desmond was dead?" Anne sighed.

"So he wouldn't have to send any money to his children." She said shaking her head. "Are you going to show Harry this?"

"I might have to, he deserves to know." I just have a fear of what he might do.

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Harry came home later in a good mood. He kissed the babies and then me sitting down for dinner. "Guessing the shop looked clean?"

"Yeah, Louis has everyone in line." He bit into his quesadilla. "This is good baby." I thanked him.

"So listen, I have to tell you something and it's kind of serious- well it's serious. Like emotional and serious." He looked at me and shook his head.

"What happened?" I took a deep breath looking at Daisy who was already done eating.

"Baby you can go watch tv." She nodded running into the living room. I held his hand and sighed. "Last night when I asked you about your dad got me thinking. So I went and I looked him up."

He nodded slowly. "Okay, and I'm guessing you found out where he's buried?" I took a drink of juice. "I'm not actually going to piss on his grave." He chuckled.

"Harry I didn't find anything on Desmond Styles, so I talked to your mom and she said that he used the last name Cooper because it was his mom's maiden name. Harry, I found your dad." He looked down. "He's alive."

He began laughing and shook his head quickly. "You're fucking with me?" I shook my head. "What the hell are you talking about he died, you have the wrong person." He was getting mad.

"Please don't be mad, it's him I showed your mom and she says it's him." I stood to grab my computer as I showed him everything I had found. When the picture of the man popped on the screen Harry looked like he was going to throw up. "I'm sorry that I looked, but I wasn't supposed to find any of this. I just assumed he was dead." He stood up and looked down at me.

"He has money?" I nodded. "He has a son?" His voice cracked. "He has a good life while my mum worked two jobs and we had to live with my nan'. He was out there making wine in Italy that fucking piece of shit!" Suddenly grabbed a chair and threw it across the room. I stood quickly to step back away from him. "He fucking left Jane, he left us and never sent me a letter or called! I went twenty years without seeing him! I needed him and he turned his back on his family to make shitty wine with his bitch of a wife who sent that god damn letter so I couldn't find him!" I stood there and waited for him to calm down.

"Daddy?" I turned and Daisy looked scared. Harry's face immediately softened. "You're being scary."

"Come here angel, daddy's sorry for scaring you." She ran up to him and hugged him. "I'm sorry sweetheart, I love you." He hugged her tightly. I shut my laptop and watched as he reached for my hand to hold. When Daisy was calm she ran back to play.

"I'm sorry but I had to tell you, you had the right to know." He nodded. "What do you feel?"

"Like I don't want to feel this level of betrayal from him. He probably doesn't know about Gemma or me. He has his own little world. Happy wife, a son, a good business." He looked down and began crying. "Why didn't he want me, Jane?" He cried. I put my arms around him and held him.

"Because he's stupid, baby, he doesn't deserve you. You're too good for him." I kissed the top of his head as he cried hard into my chest. I had never seen him cry like this, it was tears of heartbreak. Thinking his father was dead was much more simple than to know he was alive and he just didn't want to see Harry.

"I don't want to feel this pain." He said sobbing hard. "I need to be with my kids, I'm a good father." I nodded quickly. "I wouldn't leave my kids ever."

"I know baby you wouldn't, you're the best dad." He nodded. "Look at me, Harry." He looked up at me. "You are an amazing father, more than that man can ever try to be. You are successful and you did that on your own. Do not let this get to you."

He looked at me for a moment and stood. "Find me his number, the company or whatever. I'm gonna give this son of a bitch a piece of my mind." He walked towards the living room to be with his kids.

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Q: What do you think Harry will say to his father?

Q: What's a good song to cry too?

Thanks for reading. Xx

-k