"Holy shiiiiiiiit!" Louis squealed as we all entered the huge beach front mansion that we'd reserved for the week. Eleanor was quick to elbow him in the side.

"Children!" She hissed.

"Baby, do you really think these blokes have never slipped up in front of their kids?" Louis laughed.

“My dad says bad words all the time." Alana grinned, sending everyone but Niall into fits of laughter. Niall turned a deep shade of red.

Everyone dispersed into the house to find bedrooms and get settled in. Devon would be sleeping with Harry and I, but Raya, Sophie, and Alana had picked out a room to share so that they could have sleepovers every night while here. Kirsten had graciously volunteered to sleep in the room with them so they wouldn't get too mischievous.

After all were settled, everyone found a spot in or by the pool. It was dark out, but the moon shone brightly and there were tiki torches all out around the pool, creating a cozy atmosphere. Raya, Alana, and Sophie practiced their swimming and Devon whined, wanting to do the same. Harry distracted him and he eventually settled for jumping off of the side of the pool and into Harry's arms - a thousand times. The other guys were in the pool, playing with the kids, too.

Eleanor, Emma, Perrie, Danielle, and I all sat along the edge of the pool, catching up. I was glad to be back with my best friends. "So, Liam and I will officially be back in London in one month." Danielle spoke quietly, causing everyone to stop and stare at her.

“You're coming home - for good?!" Perrie squealed.

“Yes, we are! But we're bringing two extra special passengers along with us." Dani smiled, slyly.

“What?" I was slightly confused.

“Wait, are you telling us you're pregnant?" El hesitated.

“With - with twins?" Emma added.

“YES! WE'RE HAVING TWINS!" Dani screamed.

All of us girls squealed and congratulated her. The boys gave us funny looks, but from Liam's smirk, I knew that he knew exactly what we were talking about.

"How far along are you?" Emma asked.

"Two months this week. I wanted to tell you all in person." Dani beamed.

“To be two months pregnant, you'd never be able to tell!" I joked. Danielle was tiny, due to her rigorous dancing routines.

“Please, I'm getting so huge!" Danielle complained. The rest of us shot her dirty looks. None of us were fat, but she was in the best shape since she was the one who was dancing all the time.

“Well, guys. I was planning on waiting a while before telling anyone, but this is too exciting and... Zayn and I are also expecting!" Perrie spoke just as all the excitement had died down.

“With twins?!" Eleanor squeaked.

“Not twins!" Perrie laughed. "Just one. I'm only five weeks."

"PERRIE! WE GET TO EXPERIENCE PREGNANCY TOGETHER!" Danielle shouted as she threw her arms around Perrie and we all laughed. They were the only two who didn't have kids, so I was happy that they got to go through this together.

The excitement that had died down a few moments earlier was back at top notch, and it lasted throughout the evening. Everyone was ready for new babies.

++

"Surf's up, mum!" Sophie shouted as she stood on her surf board in the sand. She held her hand up with only her thumb and pinky finger sticking out and wiggled her hand. Louis high fived her as everyone giggled. He was set on teaching her to surf. Alana and Raya had quickly become jealous, so Harry and Niall were trying to teach their little girls to surf, too.

I slathered sunscreen on Devon while he pitched a fit. I left a dab of white on his nose, chuckling. "Aww, Devie did mummy make you look silly?" I cooed, trying to cheer him up. He'd been extra fussy, but I figured it was due to yesterday’s flight and the fact that his napping schedule was all off.

“Oh boy. Twins are going to be so fun. Em, El, Le, you guys can't have kids for the next few years. Perrie and I are going to need all the help we can get!" Danielle laughed.

"Don't worry, Lou and I are done! Sophie has enough sass for five kids." El shook her head.

“I think Harry and I are done, too. We'd talked about adopting, but we already have two perfect angels." I grinned, watching him play in the water with Raya. She loved her daddy and he loved her right back.

“We're not!" Emma sang. "At least two more."

“Emma! Get prego now so that all three of us can do this together!" Perrie got excited.

“It would be fun! We could all schedule appointments together, and do showers together! Okay, I'm talking to Niall about it tonight!" Emma shrieked.

"You guys are gross! None of that will be going on while on family vacation! Ew!" Zayn covered Raya's ears as they shuffled through the sand to where we were sitting. The girls laughed, but Zayn was bright red.

"Wait, none of what Uncle Zayn? I missed it!" Raya pouted.

"Oh nothing, just women talk." He was holding her, but he sat her next to Perrie and abruptly went back over to where the boys were. Raya shrugged and reached into the cooler for a Popsicle.

"I can't wait until the day that Zayn has to give this little one the talk." I giggled while rubbing Perrie's nonexistent belly.

“Louis says he’s not doing it. He says I have to. I mean I know she’s a girl and all, but I want him to have some input.” Eleanor chuckled. “He’s such a prude when it comes to stuff like that, yet he can make jokes about it all day long.”

“Niall’s the same way. I think it is just the fact that these are their little girls. Maybe a boy would be different.” Emma shrugged.

“I don’t know. Harry is pretty cool about all of it. He’s never had a problem with words, though.” I grinned.

“Mummy, I have a cold head!” Raya cried. “Cold head” was what she called “brain freeze.” It was quite cute and when she first said it, Harry and I had a good laugh over it. I scooped her up and rocked her.

“It’s okay, baby. It’ll go away in a minute.” I tried to calm her. She had red Popsicle everywhere, and sure enough, I was sticky now, too.

“I love to see you and Harry in the middle of a parenting moment.” Danielle watched as I soothed Raya.

“What? Why?” I asked.

“You’re both so good at it. Those kids couldn’t have any two better people for parents. I like observing and taking notes.” She laughed.

“Agreed.” Emma smiled.

“Ditto.” Perrie gave me the thumbs up.

“Same.” Eleanor nodded.

I blushed.

++

The week went on and we made more memories than I could count. It was the last night of the vacation and everyone sat around the beach bonfire that the boys had built. The kids were making s’mores and the non-pregnant adults were drinking.

I helped Raya with her s’more while Harry blew on a marshmallow to cool it for Devon. I giggled as Devon shoved the entire marshmallow into his mouth and then made a face when the sticky substance glued itself to his lips and fingers. Harry assisted him as best as he could, but marshmallow went everywhere and pretty soon both of my boys were sticky, white messes. Raya sat in her uncle Zayn’s lap while I took Harry and Devon inside to clean them up.

“Now which one is the two year old and who is the adult here?” I put my hand on my hip, teasing Harry.

“Hey, marshmallows are not a joke!” Harry defended. He had it smeared on his face, and he had residue on his lips from the marshmallow he’d eaten earlier. Before I knew what was happening, he’d placed Devon on the counter and grabbed me, trying to get me sticky.

“Harry!” I yelled. “Nooo!”

He laughed, not giving up. He grabbed my face and kissed me, our lips slightly sticking together from the marshmallow on his face.

“How’s it taste?” He winked, releasing me.

“Sweet.” I began. He smirked. “And a bit of sour.” I stuck my tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes as I pushed around him to get a wet towel to begin to clean Devon up.

After a good ten minutes of scrubbing a whiny baby, I turned to see Harry sitting on the counter, still sticky.

“Harry, why haven’t you been wiping the marshmallow off of you?” I asked, a bit agitated.

“I was hoping you’d do it for me.” He licked his lips, pulling his lower lip into his mouth with his teeth. My heart skipped a beat when I realized I hadn’t been with Harry all week. My body ached at the thought and I forced my focus back to Devon who was rubbing his eyes.

“Are you sleepy, baby?” I cooed. He nodded and I pulled him into my arms. “Let me get him to bed, and then I’ll see how I can help you.” I wagged my eyebrows back and forth, playfully. Harry grinned and followed me up the stairs. We put Devon in the bed and lay on either side of him. Harry sang a lullaby while I stroked Devon’s cheek. Before Harry could finish the second verse, Devon was in a deep sleep. Harry’s attention quickly turned to me. He motioned for me to follow him.

We both eased off of the bed, careful not to wake the toddler. Harry grabbed my hand and led me to the balcony in our room. The ocean breeze met my face and I hummed in appreciation. Harry and I leaned against the railing, gazing out at the moon over the ocean.
“Can you believe it’s our last night?” I asked, wishing we could stay in an island paradise forever.

“It’s not over yet.” I could hear the excitement in his voice. I looked at him with a puzzled expression. “Put on your bathing suit. We’re going for a walk. I did as he said and we snuck out onto the sand, hiding from the group.

“Harry, we need to go get Raya.” I protested, not wanting to abandon my child.

“Baby, she’s with Zayn. You know how much he adores her. She’s in good hands. Plus, we won’t be long.” He pulled me by my hand across the sand and towards the ocean. “Do you realize we’ve had zero alone time this week?” His eyes were thick with desire. “I miss you.” He stopped in the sand as the waves rolled over our feet and pulled me in for a long, passionate kiss. “Can I just thank the Lord above for Chinese food?” He laughed as we pulled away from one another.

“What?” I asked, not sure of what he meant.

“I knew the moment you started to wharf down that Chinese food that you were the woman for me. It was like a sign.” He grinned. I hugged him tightly, remembering our first night together and how he’d taken me in when I’d been stood up.

“Mmn, I could go for some Chinese.” I said, honestly. Harry laughed and pulled me farther into the water. “Harry, have you ever heard of a thing called sharks?!” I squealed as the cold water washed over my skin. “You know, they come out at night.”

“I’ll protect you.” He flexed. We played around in the water for a while, acting like love struck kids. We eventually tired out and collapsed next to one another on the beach. We lay on our backs, looking at the stars.

“It’s scary, isn’t it?” Harry never broke his gaze from the sky. I waited for him to continue. “The last six years have completely flown by. If time keeps going at this rate, I’ll be dead of old age tomorrow.” He chuckled, but that thought sent a shiver down my spine. I didn’t want to think of us as old or dead.

“It is crazy. And really scary.” I sighed, longing to change the subject, but I knew Harry needed to talk so I let him.

“We’ve got each other though, babe. That’s all I need.” He shifted so that he was hovering over me. I tapped the tip of his nose.

“And you’re all I need.” I grinned, but it soon turned into laughter as I took in his face. “Harry! The marshmallow sticky is still on your face!” I gasped for air, still giggling. “The sand – it – it’s stuck to those places on your face! In little patches!”

Harry leaned up and wiped his face, finding the sticky sand spots. “Ugh!” He groaned, stumbling to the water to wash his face off. Once he was clean of marshmallow and sand, he resumed his position of hovering over me. Water drops fell from his curls and he was irresistibly hot. His lips were inches from mine. “Ever had sex on the beach?”

I smirked like the little smartass I was. “A few times, actually. But you know me, I prefer beer to fruity drinks.”

He held back a laugh, but failed. “You know how to kill a moment, don’t you?”

I hooked my legs around his and flipped him over so that I was hovering over him, inches from his lips. “Yeah, and I sure as hell know how to revive it, too.”

++

Two months had passed since the family vacation. It was hard, because it was the last time that everyone was altogether at once. I missed it and wanted to plan the next one right away. But with everyone’s busy schedules, another vacation was just not in the cards. I sighed as I pulled a magazine off of the rack that had Harry and Louis’ business on the front. The boys had hit it big with three top selling albums coming off of the first few months of the label.

“Is this all, ma’am?” I nodded at the cashier who was giving me funny looks. I don’t know if it was because I was wearing a hoodie and my sunglasses inside, trying to hide my identity or if it was because my only purchases were a magazine and a pregnancy test.

++

“El, I can’t get his hopes up. Shit, I can’t get my hopes up.” I spoke into the phone, needing encouragement.

“Weren’t you telling us two months ago that you two were done having kids? Hell, you can’t even have kids. I don’t want you to get your hopes up, either. Odds are, you’re not. Damn I’m rambling. I’m nervous for you, Le.” Eleanor was more of a mess over this than I was.

“We want more, but we’d settled on not having any since my fertility problems and the adoption process being so crazy. But we’d really love to have more. And I know, there’s really no way I’m pregnant. But why the cravings and missed periods?” I prodded, trying to put off the test as long as possible.

“Guess you have to take the test to find out.” Eleanor answered.

“Here goes.” I cheered as I peed onto the strip.

“You’re doing it while on the phone with me?” El giggled.

“I need all the support I can get, Eleanor.” I said, seriously.

I let the pregnancy test do its thing and I impatiently tapped my fingers on the counter. “El, it’s coming up, it’s coming up!” I shrieked, glaring at the results end of the stick.

“What does it say?!” She screamed.

“Negative.” I spoke softly, fighting tears.

++

“I’m worried about you, baby.” Harry spoke in his groggy, morning voice. He pushed my tangled hair out of my face as we lay next to one another.

“I’m fine.” I managed a smile, but for some reason I’d been feeling terrible for the past week – since I’d taken the pregnancy test. I hadn’t told Harry about my pregnancy suspicion or the negative test. It was something he didn’t need to be bothered with. He was stressed enough as it was and I knew that news of me taking a pregnancy test wouldn’t exactly be easy on him.

“At least let me take you by the doctor.” He placed a kiss on my forehead. I was beginning to worry about my health, too. If I wasn’t pregnant, then what was making me feel like this?

“Okay.” I sighed.

++

“Mrs. Styles, we’re going to do blood work. We need to find what it is that’s causing you to have these symptoms.” My doctor spoke as the nurse came in to take my blood. “We’re going to have our lab rush the order. We’d like for you to leave with a diagnosis. I know you have your fertility complications, so we want to be sure that it’s nothing to do with that. Is there any chance you could be pregnant?”

“Well, because of my fertility problems, we don’t use protection. The odds of me getting pregnant are basically zero, so we never saw a need.” My voice shook.

“Okay, we’ll be back soon with your results.” The doctor smiled and left the room.

Harry stood from his seat and walked over to where I was on the examination table. He placed my hand in his and squeezed. “Baby, he’s talking about pregnancy!”

My heart dropped into my stomach. “Harry, you know odds are against us having another baby.” I spoke quietly.

“I know, but he mentioned it! It’s at least a little possible!” He looked up and thanked the heavens.

“Harry, I took a pregnancy test last week.”

His face fell and he furrowed his brow. “What?”

“It was negative. I didn’t want to bother you with it. I was having pregnancy symptoms but I’m not pregnant.” My voice was so low that it was almost a whisper.

His eyes flashed with anger and then disappointment. “How could you keep that from me?” He removed his hand from mine and paced back and forth.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to get your hopes up.” I pleaded.

“Like they are now?” He remarked. He shook his head in disbelief and sat in the chair, dropping his head to his hands. I remained quiet. I was scared. I didn’t want him to be mad, but he needed to know that I was not pregnant.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence and tension in the room, the doctor finally came back into the room. “Well, I have news.” He paused. “I have never seen this happen with someone with your fertility problems. It's nothing short of a miracle. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Mr. and Mrs. Styles, congratulations! You’re pregnant!”

Notes

Well, there ya have it! The end of Harry and Leah! I've loved every bit of this journey and getting to know each and every one of you! Thank you for sticking with me! Love you all!! xoxo

PS: I'll slowly be finishing my two other stories - A Part of Your World and Grease Monkey so if you'd like, check em out and let me know what ya think! :) x