Harry

My mum showed up unexpectedly a few days after I saw Desmond. She walked into the house and was stunned to find me the way I was.

My jaw and knuckles were scattered with purple and blue from the hits my father gave me and I returned right back to him.

So was my neck, but those happened to be love bites from Jane.

"Harry, what did you do?" She asked as she noticed my bruised face.

"Desmond." I carried her things inside.

"Your father did this?"

"No mum, well yes, but I kicked his ass too." Her brow furrowed. "Listen I needed to do this alright, I couldn't sit there and listen to him without kicking his ass first." She shook her head, clearly disappointed in me. "I'm sorry."

"No you're not, you are not a child Harry." Daisy came in cheering that her nana was back, cutting the tension.

Jane came in as well and hugged her closely. They went to sit down and have tea together when my phone suddenly rang. I looked down and it was Desmond.

"Hello," I answered.

"Harry, sorry to call so early. I was wondering if I could drop by before I leave." I sighed looking over at Jane and my mum.

"My mum's here," I stated. "You're welcome to come, but she might not be as welcoming."

It was quiet and then he cleared his throat."Ask her if she would be okay seeing me." I blinked surprised. I put him on hold and went over.

"Mum?" She looked at me clearly still mad. "He'd like to know if he could stop by." Her face dropped and she took a deep breath.

"Yes, I have a few words to say to him."

When Desmond arrived, I almost wanted to laugh at how I had left his face. His nose was purple, his lip was busted open, and his eye black. He looked at me reaching out to shake my hand. "Come in, please." He sat down on the couch and I went to go tell my mum he was here, but she was fixing her hair while Jane was applying makeup. "What are you doing?" I asked quietly.

"She's proving a point, Harry." Jane shrugged. "You always have to look better than your ex. You gave him a disadvantage because you broke his nose."

My mother cleared her throat and thanked Jane before walking into the living room. I followed behind and saw his eyes widen.

"Anne." He smiled. "You look amazing."

My mother looked him up and down and sighed. "What a shame you used to have a great body." She sat down. "Harry give us a minute." I quickly turned back towards the kitchen where Jane was sitting at the entrance of the living room.

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Shh, from right here you can hear everything." I got down on the floor and listened. Luckily the kids were still asleep and Daisy was in her room making something for her nana.

"...you have a lot of nerve hitting my son." My mum said.

"He wanted to fight me, I let him. He's a lot stronger than me he could have killed me if I didn't hit him back." Des spoke calmly.

"You left with that woman?" She suddenly said. "You left your kids, why?"

"You left me, clearly we didn't love each other anymore." He retorted back.

"I always loved you, even when you hit me and treated me the way you did. I was the fool in love with a monster. We had begun fixing us and then you tell me you have a son with another woman. You left your son out in the cold and took your new son instead. It wasn't about me Des, it was about your children. Why didn't you love our kids?"

"I do love them, what do you want me to do to prove it! Gemma's gone, Harry's grown and successful; clearly, I can't do anything anymore, so what do you want from me?" There was a long pause and then she spoke.

"I never want to see you again, and if you're going to hurt Harry, then just leave him alone now before he becomes attached to your lies." I looked at Jane who had tears in her eyes and reached over to wipe the ones falling down my face.

"I won't leave unless he tells me to." There was silence again and then he sighed. "Anne you knew who I was before you got with me, why did you stay."

"I'd hoped you would change, and you never did. You begged me to be with you and suddenly I was in love. When Harry was born you had a few years where you were different, and then you tore everything down." I was crying harder now, Jane held me in her arms. "The night I lost the baby Des, that was the night I realized I had to leave for my own good." A baby? "I had lost our baby, and you were out fucking another woman while I cried at home. You'd blame me for how hard you had to work when in reality you were fucking another woman! You disgust me!" I decided then to get up.

I walked into the living room and my mum was standing pointing a finger at him. "That's enough I have my kids in the house, Des I think you should go, mum, sit down," I said sternly.

He stood, "son-"

"Everyone needs to stop treating me like I'm five, I'm a grown-ass man and neither of you can properly say anything about me. Des you weren't there for me, it's done, you can't make up for it now, so go home and be with your wife and kid. All of this is bullshit." I pointed in between them. "Just stop."

"You're right, I apologize Harry. I'll go." Des stood walking towards the door. Jane walked in and he waved gently at her. He stopped before taking something out of his pocket. "Daisy said she liked coloring, I got her these stickers, you can color them in and then stick them up." Jane smiled taking the small notebook.

"Thank you, she'll love it." He nodded walking out of the house. I looked at my mum and sighed walking away to see my baby.

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".. And the magical unicorn went into the cave and found all the treasure," Daisy said changing the page of her sketchbook.

She had made a comic book sort of thing and was reading it to me as I sat beside Mickey who was sitting patiently listening to her."The unicorn says 'We found the treasure let's go tell the king.' So they run back to tell him." I raised my hand. "What now daddy?"

"Okay back up, why are they telling the king?" I asked confused. "The king isn't nice, he's going to use all of the gold." Daisy sighed. "There are holes in your plot toots."

"Wait for me to finish the story daddy!" I rolled my eyes letting her finish."So, the unicorn goes back and sees the king being mean, see daddy he's throwing rocks at people." I nodded. "And the unicorn says 'we can't give him all the gold, we should share it with all the people.' So then they gave some to everyone." She turned the last page and I raised an eyebrow at her drawing. "So then they killed the king and fed him to the dogs. Anarchy!"

"Jesus." I blinked, looking at Mickey who barks.

"Clap mickey." The dog sat back on his hind legs and tried to clap his hands. "Good boy." She pulled a treat from her pocket and gave it to him.

"Toots, that was crazy from beginning to end."

I heard a knock at the door and it was my mum. I had been ignoring her since earlier because I don't want to talk about everything that's been going on.

"Harry?" I looked at Daisy and she sighed standing up.

"Nana, daddy says he needs time to- what's the word?"

"Process."

"Process everything." My mum sighed.

"Well can you ask him if he's upset with me?" Daisy looks at me.

"Daddy are you mad at Nana?"

"No."

"He says no." My mum walks out and I chuckle. "Daddy, why do you hate your daddy?" I sighed.

"Because when I was little he wasn't very nice to my sister, nana, and I," I said watching as she pulled her table for tea time. She walked over to her desk and put her sketch pad back in its the place, while I got comfortable as she set everything up.

"What did he do that wasn't nice?" She asked as she looked for her teacups.

I blew air out of my nose trying to think of what to say. "Well, he would yell really loud, and throw things. He'd hit me sometimes." She looked confused.

"Why?" I shrugged. "He hit nana too?"

"Yeah, he was a bad person. But now he said sorry and is better but I don't know if I should believe him." She looks down and pours the imaginary tea into my cup. "Thank you, sweetheart." She grabbed a tiara and placed it on my head, getting a hat for Mickey.

"Daddy you say hitting isn't nice, why did you hit your dad?" She took a seat beside me and Bunny, taking a drink of her tea. "Is it because you were sad?"

"I don't know, I think I just had a lot of built-up unexpressed emotions inside of me as the result of not being loved as a child, that ultimately came out in the form of an ass-whooping." She blinked at me.

She looked at Mickey who covered his face. "Daddy I'm five." I had almost forgotten I wasn't at my therapist's office.

"Right uh, he hit me so I hit him back. But if I'm honest it didn't help." She nodded.

"Fighting isn't the answer. People that are mean can be nice, but it's hard to not remember what they did. Like Nina in my class wasn't nice to me and now she's my friend. But she's not my best friend because I don't forget what she said about you daddy. But we still talk." The five-year-old had wisdom I didn't. There was a knock at the door and Jane walked in. "Hi mommy, join us we're talking."

She held Violet in her arms and a bottle. "Oh I'd love to catch up on the gossip, but nana is teaching me how to make scones." My ears perked up.

"Scones?" I asked. "Homemade, she's making them right now." Jane nodded.

"Yeah, she went out and brought everything, why?" Jane looked confused.

"She hasn't made those since I was a kid, hers are the best." I pouted. "She's testing me, Jane."

Jane rolled her eyes handing me the baby. "You are being ridiculous, you've been in here with Daisy for three hours, go and talk to your mom." I shook my head. "You are acting like a child."

I adjusted my tiara. "No, they treat me like a child, fighting in my house. They literally kicked me out of the room to talk." I shook my head.

Jane sighed turning to walk away, but Daisy called for her."Mommy, can I get more juice?" She agreed. "Thank you."

"Of course baby."

"Can I get juice?" I asked her.

"No, you're a grown-ass man you get it." She left.

"Mommy said ass." I looked at Daisy and began laughing.

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When all the kids went to bed I had to finally face talking to my mum. She sat at the table eating a scone and a cup of tea. "Sit down please," she said putting a scone on a plate for me.

I took a seat and sighed. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have started a fight with him it was dumb. I didn't even want to see him. I just had so much to say and after I hit him it all came out." Well, most of it.

"Harry I loved your father, and when I decided to leave him I told him where we'd be. He decided to leave on his own, to not call you." I sighed. "But your father has changed." I was caught off guard by her words.

"How do you know?" She chuckled.

"I knew him a long time and in all the years I've known him he had never apologized for his behavior. He would never admit he was wrong. It would just be 'Anne, you know not to anger me' or 'lovely, we both said dumb shit.' Today was the first time he said sorry to me. And I think I'm going to accept it because life's to short to hold onto grudges." I took a bite of my scone and it took me back to living at my Nan's house.

"Cancer has really changed you." She nodded. "He wants me to meet his son."

"Your brother." I cringed shaking my head. "Harry, you had such a great relationship with Gemma. You might have some stuff in common with him."

I leaned back thinking. "He and I are in different parts of our lives. I'm a married man with kids and he's engaged and has money." She chuckles.

"Yes darling, but I'm sure you'll have the fact that your father lied to you for many years as something in common." She joked. I heard footsteps and Jane walked in smiling. "Jane don't you think it would be good for Harry to meet his half brother." Jane walked over grabbing a scone.

"I think Harry should focus on his own happiness, if he wants to meet him he can. If he wants to change our numbers and move, I'll start packing." I grabbed her and sat her down on my lap.

"And that's why she's my wife." I smiled.

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Jane

I had a long day of running errands on my own after Anne had left a few days later.

It was the beginning of August so we were still on vacation. Harry was working a lot to distract himself from life. He hadn't answered my phone calls or texts today and I had become worried.

I ordered take out, too tired to make anything for dinner. I tried calling again, but no answer I began to get worried so I called Louis. "Hello?" He answered.

"Louis have you seen Harry?" I asked serving Daisy chowmein. "He hasn't answered my calls, I get worried."

He chuckled. "Let's just say he's fine, and there is a reason he's late." I raised an eyebrow. He hung up and I groaned getting frustrated.

The twins were three months today and were very calm now that they've gotten a hold at life. It was still a hassle being on my own with three kids, and Mickey since it was his day at the groomers.

"Mickey you look so handsome," Daisy said giving him a noodle.

"Toots, daddy says no people food to Mickey." She rolls her eyes. "Roll your eyes one more time and I take away that tablet," I warned her.

I was a bit on edge since I was alone. Why would he be so late? That's when I realized, today was the anniversary of the day we met. Well, it might be, we're always a bit fuzzy about that. Seven years ago I met Harry. Daisy was about to be six and time was moving too fast.

I heard the front door open and sighed.

"Baby?" He called out. As I walked into the living room I looked around and saw no flowers or candy.

"You're late." He nodded. "Reason?" He smiled lifting up his shirt. He was wrapped in plastic. "You got another tattoo."

"Yeah, want to see it?" He pulled off the plastic and I gasped. It was two footprints on his rib cage with the twin's names next to each one.

"Oh Harry, It's beautiful." I gasped walking closer to see how well it was done. "That's why you were late," I stated.

"Yeah, I just wanted to surprise you." He shrugged. "Do you like it?" I nodded. "Okay close your eyes, I have to show you something else." I covered my eyes and heard him open and then close the door. I opened my eyes and gasped.

"Oh my god, baby they're beautiful." He had brought me a bouquet of daisies and violets. "Very clever."

"I know. Can you believe it's been seven years since I met my best friend." I giggled getting closer to him and kissing him.

"You are so sweet." I pecked his lips. "I have something for you that I was saving for our actual anniversary, but I just might do it tonight." He giggled. "Come and eat first."

He smirked."Oh, I intend to." I rolled my eyes.

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I had my outfit underneath my robe, but I think my hair was going to give it away. Harry was in the kitchen washing the baby's bottles after the kids were asleep. I walked into the kitchen and got behind him. "Careful beautiful, I'm still raw." He warned me.

"Oh sorry, are you coming to the bedroom soon." He nodded shutting the water off. He turned to me and smiled.

"You braided your hair?" I nodded pulling it forward. "It's cute." He looked down at my robe. "Are you naked?" He tried to peak.

"Do you want to see?" I teased. He nodded quickly so I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me to the bedroom. I had set up the room with candles and soft music. He gasped coming in as I pushed him gently back to sit on the bed. "Close your eyes." He covered his eyes and I quickly took off the robe to show off his fantasy. "Okay."

As he looked, his jaw dropped. I was in Princess Leia's golden bikini. "Holy fuck." I spun around. "Oh my god." He practically moaned.

"What do you think?" I walked over to sit on his lap. "Do you like it?" He stared down at my body. "Harry?"

"All I'm thinking is how you're going to be exhausted tomorrow because I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight." I gasped grabbing his chin to look up at me.

"Is that a threat or a promise?" I teased making him let out a small laugh. "Since this is your fantasy, what would my man liked to be called." He smiled covering his face. "No judgment my love, go ahead." He whispered something. "What?"

"Call me Han." I raised an eyebrow. "I'm kidding, Harry's fine, Or daddy." He shrugged.

"Okay daddy, and what would you like me to do?" He smirked. "I could dance for you, kiss you." I pointed to his crotch. "Other stuff."

"Yeah, dance for me a little." I kissed his cheek standing up to turn up the sexy music a little. Harry was already straining against his jeans, which meant no teasing. I swayed my hips and danced seductively around him. "You look like a sexy dancer that doesn't just give dances to anyone, but only those who are worthy."

I leaned back on him, holding on to his knees as I gave him a lap dance. I bent forward and he slapped my ass. "Excuse me, sir, you can look but you can't touch," I warned him.

"Sorry, princess." His voice was so deep I felt him down to my panties. I straddled his lap and kissed his cheek. "Why don't you grind down on me, feel how hard I am for you." I nodded wrapping my arms around his neck to hold myself as I began grinding on top of him.

I moaned as I could feel myself getting wet, these panties were thin. "I've wanted you all day, I kept thinking about how good you would feel inside of me." He kissed me gently.

"Fuck baby, you should have called me, I would have come home to fuck my princess." He moaned. "I'm just gonna fuck you right here." He pulled his zipper down and pulled his pants down his thighs. He moved my panties aside and felt my center. "Fucking soaked, you've really needed me today didn't you?" I nodded.

"Yes, I missed you." I put my head against his. He slowly pushed into me and helped me sink down on him. "Oh god baby, fuck me." I moaned. He grabbed my ass and began moving on the bed to start a rhythm for me to move to on his cock.

"You are so fucking sexy, you feel so fucking good." He suddenly slowed down. "You feel really fucking good, why?" I looked at him.

"Because you're not using a condom." He gasped. I was about to tell him I went back on birth control a few weeks ago, but I decided to fuck with him. "It's okay, you can pull out." I shrugged before moving again.

He shook his head standing up, his dick slipping out as he looked for condoms.

He was shit out of luck because we were out.

"Pulling out doesn't work baby, knowing your fertile ass, we'll have triplets." I giggled. "Fuck, no condoms." He sighed.

I wanted to see if he'd risk it. I took off the skirt and panties and sat there on the bed. "Daddy, I'm waiting for you." I laid on my back rubbing myself.

"I'm not- don't tease me!" He growled.

I scooted down off the bed and kneeled down in front of him. I began sucking him off which caught his attention. I moved slowly kneading his balls and moaning around him.

I stood up and laid back on the bed with my legs spread. "Come on don't you want to feel my pussy, you got me soaked for nothing." He whimpered looking down at his dick.

"Oh fuck it." He practically rammed himself in causing me to yelp. His lips attacked my neck and boobs thrusting into me.

"Shit daddy, fuck me hard!" I moaned.

He suddenly growled and shook his head. "Don't call me daddy, you'll make me cum faster." I smiled. "Jane I mean it."

I reached down to his ass and pushed him deeper. "Don't you want to cum inside me, make me yours. This pussy is yours, baby." He growled again putting his hand on my neck. "Yeah choke me, daddy, I've been a bad girl." I bit my lip.

"Janine." He stopped his thrusting. "Do you want me to spank you," I smirked. "Behave!"

"I'm sorry, sir" He tried to concentrate on something else, but I wasn't having it. I wanted him to suffer for not calling me all day. "Fuck me until you fill me up please?"

"No." He kissed me to shut me up. I wrapped my legs around him tightly. "You want me to cum inside of you?" He said shocked.

"Yes, you know why?" He raised an eyebrow. "Because I'm back on birth control." He squinted at me. "That's what you get when you don't call me, asshole." He sat back on his knees and shook his head. "Am I in trouble?"

"Turn around face down, ass up." I did as he said when suddenly he grabbed my knees and spread my legs more. I layed flat on the bed except for my ass that was up in the air. My legs were shaking in anticipation. "Relax for me."

"I-i can't." I whimpered. "Just do what you're going to do." Suddenly his hand came down hard on my ass. "Oh!" I squeaked.

"Tell me, something baby, are you a good girl or a bad girl?" I giggled but was stopped as he spanked me again.

"Oh, I'm good. I'm sorry, please-" smack. "Harry!" I cried out. Smack. That last one began to hurt. "Okay baby." Smack. I stopped talking as he did the last one. He turned me over and kissed me gently.

"Too hard?" I nodded. "I'm sorry." He pouted. "How can I show you how sorry I am?" I smiled.

"Use your mouth." I rubbed underneath his bottom lip.

"Anything for you my princess." I smiled as he crawled down to my legs. 

It had clearly been too long since Harry had gone down on me, he had made it his priority to at least go down on me once a week. Clearly some weeks he did it more often. It had now been four months since he's done this. I had the kids and didn't want him down there too soon.

He began slowly working his tongue over my folds and sensitive skin. I was breathing heavily as he spread my lips apart and used his tongue to circle around my clit.

"Harry." I gasped. My toes began to curl and my stomach was clenching. I looked down at him to see him watching me, his hands reached up to cup my breasts. I put my hands over his and squeezed them. "Ooh!" I moaned finishing against his tongue. He continued until I had become too sensitive. He crawled back up and kissed me. The taste of myself lingering on his tongue. I moaned holding him against me to make out with him as he pushed himself into me.

His thrusts became dangerously slow and sensual as he made love to me. He pulled back and rolled onto his side to spoon me. "Is this okay?" He whispered. I hummed grabbing his hand to hold as he slipped back in. We turned to look at each other and he smiled. "Hi."

"Hi, baby." I kissed him. "Cum for me, please." I whimpered. His lips ran across my shoulder and his hands cupped my boobs. My head rested on the crook of his elbow. I felt safe and loved which was pushing me towards an orgasm. "I'm cumming." I gasped.

He lifted my leg onto his and began rubbing my clit. "Fuck, cum with me baby." I gasped feeling myself let go and release all the frustration I had today. Harry pulsed within me and released biting my shoulder.

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We laid there in our afterglow, snuggling close and touching each other's bodies. "You're pretty." He whispered.

"I know." He chuckled. "You're cute."

"I know." He kissed my nose. "We're annoying." I nodded. "How was your day today, I never asked?" He leaned up to listen.

"I had to go grocery shopping, drop off some books at the library, took Mickey to get cleaned, signed Daisy up for a painting class, and went to pick up my mom from the farmer's market because her car broke down." He raised an eyebrow.

"I'll go over and fix it." He reassured me. "What did you have for breakfast?" I giggled as he looked genuinely interested. I told him small details and then he told me about his day.

"I learned something gross today, have you ever heard of the sexual act called 'The lion king'?" I shook my head. "Apparently after a guy cums, they take it in their hand, and rub it across the other person's forehead and says 'Simba'." I snorted.

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know, it sounds like a mess for everyone. Louis and the tattoo artist were talking about it. They also were talking about snowballing?" He shrugged.

"That one I know, it's either when two people swap cum, or when you get cum in your mouth and spit it back into the guy's mouth." Harry looked confused. "It's a good way to get back at someone."

"A gross way." I gave him a look.

"True." We were quiet for a while when I began getting the urge again. "Harry?" He was half asleep. "Round two?"

He sighed rolling on top of me. "I'm getting too old for this, you're lucky you're hot." I giggled as he began kissing my neck again.

It was a long night.

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Thanks for reading. Xx

-k