Last chapter before the epilogue.

Harry

Our beautiful Serena was born November sixteenth and came home almost ten days after she was born.

She was gorgeous once she was able to put on her cute little outfits, well more like just one of three. She was so small, only weighing about five pounds, that none of the clothes fit her normal except for a few.

Of course, as the first few weeks passed by, our angel got bigger and began looking less like a hairless cat and more like a beautiful baby.

She cried a bit, which would wake up Oliver and cause us to deal with two crying kids, but now as Christmas rolled around and we had a pattern going, things were running more smoothly.

"Oliver don't you dare write on that wall!" I looked up from my magazine and Marlene had Serena in one hand along with a mop in the other.

Marlene had been on bed rest for weeks and since her scar was mostly healed she really wanted to do more around the house. But right now I could tell she wishes she was back in bed.

I stood up and gave a deep yell over to Oliver who was about to draw on the wall. "Edward!" He stopped dropping the crayon and looked up at me. "Bedroom now!" He pouted.

"Can you hold the baby." She said yawning.

"Marlene, go lay down baby love, I'll clean up this mess." She pouted looking up at me and kissing my chin.

"You are such a good husband, I don't deserve you." She handed me the baby and practically ran to the bedroom. I looked down at Serena as she looked around with wide eyes.

"I'm gonna put you down for a nap, all swaddled up and then I'm gonna clean up this mess." She was so cute, yet such a handful.

*

The holidays brought us more sets of hands to help us watch both our kids, but I began feeling a bit distanced from Marlene.

I began work midway through January and when I would come home there was a bit of a distance between us. She wasn't as affectionate anymore and I realized that I wasn't giving her the proper attention she needed and deserved.

It wasn't until my birthday that I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself and sighed. "I'm thirty." Marlene stood by her sink brushing her teeth. She spits and wiped her mouth turning to me.

"Yes you are, but it's Wednesday and you work so we have to wait until Saturday for your party." She said sweetly.

"But I'm thirty and old." She rolled her eyes.

"Harry, thirty is still young, people start their lives at thirty." She hadn't called me baby or daddy in weeks. It was always 'give this to your dad' or 'Harry I need this' and it irritated me.

Of course, by now, Marlene was healed and back to normal. She constantly complained about her small tummy above her scar but if I'm honest with myself, she looked so fucking hot. "My love?" She hummed turning to me. "I love you."

"I love you more." She leaned up and pressed a kiss to my lips. All too soon she pulled away and went back towards the room. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to my chest. "Harry I need to get dressed."

"Kiss me properly, it's my birthday and I feel unloved." A sad expression came on her features and she seemed upset.

Her eyes glossed over and she began crying. "I'm sorry, I just don't feel very lovey-dovey right now I- if I'm honest I don't feel attractive. I know you're gonna say that I'm still hot and blah blah blah, but I don't feel like being seen naked or touched." She pulled away. "I'm sorry." She walked out of the room and I was left speechless.

I followed her out and watched as she got dressed for the day. "Princess I know how you feel but it's just a kiss." She shook her head.

"No Harry you don't get it, I just feel so, empty." She looked down.

"Well let me fill-"

"Don't make jokes of my feelings." She lifted her hand.

I lifted mine up in surrender. "I'm not I swear, I just love you and it's a special day." She nodded slowly.

"Just get dressed please and we'll talk about this later." She walked out of the room and I was left alone.

*

I arrived at work and was immediately greeted with an abundance of gift baskets and flowers. "Happy birthday Mr. Styles." Two interns waved at me. I smiled politely and went into my office.

I sighed opening one of the muffin baskets and being disgusted. These sucked and were nothing compared to Marlene's muffins.

I got to work and had to go into a meeting later that morning which was completely boring and made the day suck. I missed Marlene and I felt like texting her to see if she was feeling any better.

Harry: my wife, my princess, my best friend, how are you feeling?

She replied almost instantly.

Princess: I feel sad that I didn't give you at least a blow job this morning :(

Harry: well there's always tonight, besides being with you doesn't have to be about sex. I just want to make sure you're okay. I love you.

Princess: I love you too, thank you for understanding. And believe me, I want you so bad.

I smiled.

Harry: oh really? How bad?

Princess: the thought of you near me, kissing me all over makes me wet.

Well, that didn't take long. Marlene was very good at the sexual texting but I would get a bit shy or stuck on what to say.

Harry: you know princess that's why daddy's around so when you get wet, he takes care of you.

Marlene: I know, but you aren't here right now and the kids are taking naps. :(

I sighed looking at the time and shrugging. I stood up and cleaned up all my shit, running towards the office floor. Looking around, I saw a bunch of interns I had hired and whistled for them. "Yes, Mr. Styles." They all ran over

"Listen, I need you all to grab all the fruit baskets and flowers and help me take them to my car, I'm leaving for the rest of the day." They nodded walking into my office and doing as I said.

I'm feeling a bit bossy, maybe thirty isn't that bad.

*

Marlene

I hadn't gotten another text from Harry causing me to sigh and stand up to go put the baby in her bassinet. Oliver was just put down for a nap and I wanted a shower. Avoiding the mirror, I took a shower and stepped out to hear someone open the front door. My eyes widened a bit scared of who that could be.

I grabbed my baseball bat and walked slowly down the hall until I heard Harry's voice. "Baby?" I sighed putting the baseball bat down as he came into view.

"What are you doing home, the house is still a mess and-" I was cut off by his lips, god the sweet taste of his lips and that god damn cheery lip balm he uses.

He lifted me up with ease by the back of my thighs and took me towards the bedroom where he tossed me on the bed. He undressed and I let all my insecurities and feelings out of this equation because right now I wanted him.

"You okay?" He asked me laying beside me.

"Yes, I'm just nervous I guess." He smiled.

"Me too, but if I know us, we can get through anything." I nodded quickly pulling him in to kiss me. We began making out on the bed and it felt like the first time he had come over and made out with me when we started dating.

His lips trailed down to my neck and his hand went over my hips and towards the back of my knee to lift my leg to wrap around his waist.

"Harry, I missed you so much, baby." I moaned.

"Oh baby, I missed you like crazy. You're all I think about." I giggled unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off along with his belt. I was naked from my shower so he just threw my towel aside. I pushed my hair back as his mouth left wet kisses all the way down my stomach to my thighs. God he had no idea how much I loved that.

And then his mouth was on me in my most sensitive area that had been practically screaming for attention these past few months."Yes like that, just like that!" I cried out as he dived into me. My eyes closed in pure bliss that the feeling of his tongue working magic against my clit. "I'm-" I gasped feeling my body tremble within a few minutes of him doing this.

It had been too long.

He sat up and I noticed his eyes darkening. "You gonna suck me off, baby?" I nodded eagerly getting off the bed to kneel in front of him I pulled down his boxers and gasped as if it were the first time I've ever seen his cock.

"Oh fuck it's so big, I don't know if I can fit this in my mouth," I said so innocently causing Harry to let out a small whimper. I had that effect on him that even if he wanted to be all hotshot 'bend over the bed' type, I could still make him melt. "It doesn't hurt to try though." I took him in my mouth.

I looked over for a second and saw myself in the full-length mirror in the corner of the room. I looked hot kneeling in front of Harry, my ass is fuller than usual along with my boobs. And then I realized I was getting turned on by watching myself.

"Now you see what I see," Harry spoke above me. I looked up at him and pulled him out of my mouth.

"You make me feel beautiful no matter what I look like." He stood me up and pressed a kiss to my lips. He laid me down on the bed and adjusted himself over me.

"Marlene, you make me feel like I'm good enough, and I want to make you feel like that too."

We had a moment where we looked into each other's eyes when I felt him slowly push into me. My eyes rolled back in pleasure at the stretch and fullness I missed so much. "Holy shit!" He growled. "I'm not gonna last." He growled against my neck.

"I don't care, fuck me." I whimpered. Oh did he listen? There was so much love with every single one of Harry's thrusts that I felt as if I was going to actually explode with love from it. No one has ever made me feel like that and no one ever will.

He made love to me in a way I never knew could be so addicting. To anyone who saw us, they'd think we were just having crazy sex but it wasn't that, it was more intimate than just sex.

It was everything.

*

Serena was an absolute angel like her brother Oliver who had begun taking the job of big brother very seriously. No one could even look at his baby sister without him giving them a dirty look.

Today Harry decided that he wanted to get away with the kids and our families so we all took a flight down to San Diego for a vacation right on the beach. My parents and siblings, Harry's parents and sister, and we all stayed in a very nice hotel with the view of the ocean.

Harry helped me settle in the kids but I had been feeling a little off about his dad here. "Your dad still hates me," I stated changing Serena into a cooler outfit. This little girl was chunky now and sweats more than her daddy.

"Maybe you should talk to him, I think it's just that he doesn't know you well enough." I nodded. "Or I could talk to him if you'd like." I shook my head telling him not to worry about it. The truth is that some relationships don't fix themselves like that.

Harry got along with his mom like I did with my dad and the same goes with the opposite parents. My mom and I, even though we spoke more now, she and I had our differences.

A few months back she had confessed that she had heart surgery in the time we didn't speak to each other and I felt lied to.

But if I learned anything with Harry was that some things aren't worth stressing and hating someone over for. So I gave my mother a hug and kiss on her forehead and told her that I'm glad she was better now. I wanted my kids to have their grandma and that was that.

Later, on the beach, while everyone set up chairs for a bonfire, Harry's father was trying to start it. "Do you need help?" I offered. He shook his head but the wind was too strong so it kept failing. "You need to-"

"I got it." He said rudely. I nodded moving away from him but something caught my attention.

"Dad let Marlene help you for Christ sakes, she's good at the outdoor stuff!" Harry's voice was usually shaking when speaking to his father but this time it was hard and steady.

His father sighed and looked at me as if to say "go ahead then." I began the fire and he shrugged taking a seat on the side. Harry gave me a kiss in the cheek and winked at me.

*

"Harry used to run around naked in the neighbor's yards when he was a boy." Anne joked causing everyone to laugh at him. Harry sipped his beer and shrugged.

We sat around telling stories and it felt nice to just have some family time. After a few hours, it was time to call it a night so Harry and I took the stroller with our two sleepy babies and walked back towards the hotel. We made it into the elevator and stood next to each other.

I smiled looking over at Harry and giggled. "Cute kids." He looked over confused.

"What?"

"I said, cute kids." He smiled. "I'm Marlene." I lifted my hand up.

"I'm Harry." He pulled me in and kissed my lips. "Silly woman."

"You know something-" the elevator doors opened and we walked out towards our room. "-when I first met you I would have these fantasies of you coming over to my place in the middle of the night and taking me on the couch."

"I would have wet dreams about you on the beach." I gasped surprised that he confessed that to me.

"Really?" He nodded opening the door to our room.

We were staying in a double room so the kids had their own area and didn't have to be with us in our bed. Lately, I had been very cuddly with Harry during the night. Perhaps it was because for a few months I couldn't be and now I was able to sleep normally.

Harry put the kids to bed while I opened a bottle of champagne that I had sent up while we were out and filled two glasses up for Harry and me to drink out on the balcony. He came out and smiled at me taking a seat on the chair, pulling me in to sit on his lap.

"So these dreams? What would happen in them?" He smirked.

"Well we would start out on the beach, you'd wear a little red string bikini that barely held any of your boobs in." I hummed. "It would be like some sports illustrated cover, with you all wet in the sand and holy shit you looked amazing." He sighed looking down at me, placing his hand on my ass. "Anyways, I would be out on the beach drinking a glass of wine and watching you run around and then you'd come running over to me and would get on your knees and suck me off."

"And then you'd come into work the next day and sit next to me while I worked?" He nodded. "That's hot."

"Mhmm." He nodded. "Princess, this has been the best couple of years of my life." I smiled big and pulled him to kiss him.

I loved our life.

*

Today after many years was finally my brothers twenty-first birthday and we all decided to go to a bar.

Of course, Liam and Trevor tagged along with a few of Jeff's friends and his new girlfriend- well old girlfriend that he recently got back together with. "Kiki do you love me!"

"Okay, Jeff is wasted," Kiki said pulling him towards the table to sit down. I looked at Harry who was watching a game when Liam came over and sat with me.

"So quick thing, don't make a big deal about it yet, but I need to tell you something." I nodded looking at him. He lifted his hand and there on his ring finger was a gold band.

"Liam are you- oh my god!" I squealed hugging him. "I'm so happy!"

"Me too, well it happened yesterday and I'm so excited and wanted to tell my bestie first." I nodded. "Well, I was sort of wondering if you'd be my best man of honor?" I gasped. "It's a title we came up with."

"Of course, can I wear a suit." He nodded. "Yes! Oh my goodness I can't believe you're getting married." He looked over at Trevor who was getting drinks for him and his husband to be and smiled.

"I found my love." I looked over at Harry who winked at me.

"I'm happy for you."

*

I stood in front of Oliver with Harry and cried into my hands. "Mommy sad?" Oliver said scared.

"Mummy's upset because of what you did." Oliver looked down and I sniffled looking down on the table at the locks of dark blonde hair.

Oliver had snuck into Harry's stuff and grabbed a pair of scissors to cut off the front of his hair. Of course, I was grateful he didn't get hurt, but all of his beautiful soft hair had been cut off all crooked and I knew we would have to go take him to get it fixed which would require all of his hair to be cut off.

"Oh Ollie, your beautiful hair is gone, honey." He nodded. "You know how much mumma loved your hair." He shrugged.

"I'm sorry mumma." I sighed picking up all the hair and tossing it.

"Let's go see what the hairdresser can do." He stood up and ran over to wrap his arms around me.

"I love you mumma." I pouted feeling my heart swell. He knew he had upset me and felt guilty. Like his father, he was quick to apologize.

"I know baby, it's okay." I looked up at Harry and squinted my eyes at him. "I hate you." He covered his mouth trying not to laugh. "Good luck jerking off tonight." I picked up Oliver and took him to put on clothes to go to the barber shop.

As Oliver sat in the chair while Harry explained to the man who cuts his hair what happened, I couldn't help but smile at Oliver. I looked down at Serena who was sucking on her binkie while looking around confused. "Is that your son over there?" A woman asked besides me.

"Yes, and this is my other baby." She smiled.

"They're both so cute, how old are they?"

"Oliver is three now, and Serena is about to be six months." She sighed.

"Gosh, I miss when mine were this tiny, teenagers are nuts and have so many problems." My small smile flattened out and I looked over at Oliver and then down at Serena.

Oh god, one day I'll have to explain sex and puberty to them. Will Oliver ever want to meet Emily? What about Serena, will she be like me as a teenager? Oh god no.

"Marlene?" Harry called out for me. I looked up and Oliver came running over to me with his hair short and adorable.

"Mumma look!" I smiled big. "It's okay?"

"Yes baby, it's perfect, you look so handsome." He bent down and showed Serena who giggled at her big brother and reached to hold him into a hug.

I knew one day Harry and I would have to talk to Oliver about everything and hopefully, he'll understand it all.

Hopefully.

*

Thank you for reading. Xx

-k