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Alex's POV

Harry was really adamant about finding a new house as soon as possible. We discussed moving on a saturday night, on sunday morning he was up before I was and spent the majority of the day searching online for houses to look at. We spent monday, tuesday, and most of wednesday touring houses. We've looked at over 20 houses over the past three days and we haven't found one yet that just "clicks" for us when we walk into it.

"Harry, I'm getting tired of looking at all of these houses. Can we just take a break and look again in a few weeks?" I whined as we pulled up to the eighth house we were about to tour today.

He squeezed my leg before answering me. "I know it's tiring, but I have a good feeling about this one."

"You said that about the last one." I whined again. I really don't like whining, but I'm tired of looking at houses. I like the one we have now.

"But I mean it this time." he chuckled. "I already like this one the best because it's gated so paparazzi and fans alike can't just turn up on our doorstep when ever they please. And it has a yard, so when the baby is old enough he or she can go outside and play."

"Why didn't we look at this one first then?"

"Because it only came on the market this morning, and now was the first chance we could see it."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine, but you owe me a foot massage later. My feet are killing me."

He flashed me his million dollar smile. "Deal."

After parking on the street we got out of the car and walked up to the gate that blocked off the driveway. A few seconds after Harry pushed the call button, the gates opened to revel the most beautiful house we had seen yet.



"See, not so bad, right?" Harry whispered to me.

"So far so good, but I can't live outside of the house, I need to see the inside before I decide if I like it."

He chuckled at me before taking my hand in his. We walked up to the front door where a realtor was waiting for us.

The stout man extended his hand. "Mr. Styles. Miss. Leon. I'm Walter."

"Pleased to meet you, but please, just Harry and Alex." Harry asked as he shook his hand.

I smiled at him as I shook his hand too. "Right, Harry and Alex. Let me give you a little background on the house first." He said as he ushered us into the house. To the right was the staircase, it had stairs leading up as well as down. Just ahead in front of us was the living room, to our right was a hall leading to, as far as I could tell, the kitchen and possibly the dinning room. "The house was just recently finished being built. As I'm sure you could tell on your way here, the house it located on the north eastern side of Regent’s Park. There is a private passage way to the park located in the back garden. The home is also gated and features a double garage as well as off street parking. There is a master suite as well as three additional suites. There is also one half bath, which is right here." He said motioning to the door behind Harry and I. Harry opened the door for us to see the half bath. It was a decent size, with light counter tops and dark wood cabinets.

"Over here is the lounge." He said, walking into the room parallel from the front door.



"As you can see, there are wood floors throughout the main floor of the house except the bathroom and kitchen."

"So the bedrooms are carpeted?" I asked.

Walter smiled. "Yes ma'am."

"I like that." I told Harry. He nodded in agreement.

"The house is available furnished, if you so please. Or if you only like some of the furnishings then you can buy it partially furnished to you liking. Through this door is the dinning room."



"Wow, this place is stunning." I commented. "I love the walls and the colors. The designer has done a really good job with this place."

I felt Harry squeeze my hand so I looked up at him. He had that stupid I-told-you-so grin plastered on his face.

"And here is the kitchen." Walter announced as we walked out of the kitchen and around the corner.



Harry spoke up next. "I like all the windows."

"Me too." I agreed.

"It's a very nice touch indeed. The french doors just there-" Walter pointed to the doors that I hadn't even noticed yet. "lead out to the patio as well as the back garden."





"This place just keeps getting better as we go along." Harry smiled.

After touring the rest of the house we found ourselves back in the lounge.

"This house really is beautiful, how much does it go for?" I asked Walter.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, it goes for 6.9 million."

"Pounds?" I asked, I could feel my eyes shooting out of their sockets.

"Yes, pounds." He smiled.

"That's not bad." Harry commented.

"Not bad, Harry that's insane."

"We looked at other houses that cost more than this one just the other day."

"Yes, but I didn't like those houses. We can't spend almost 7 million pounds on a house. That's just crazy, and I don't even make that kind of money."

"Why don't you two think it over, and give me a call when you've come to a decision." Walter interjected.

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"Harry, I just don't feel comfortable spending that much on a house. You've already bought me a range rover for Christ's sake. People are going to think I'm just with you for your money." I sighed while slumping onto our couch.

"People aren't going to think that, and if they do well that's on them."

"I still think it's too much money for a house."

Harry walked over to the kitchen island on the other side of the room and sat on one of the bar stools before answering me. "See that's the thing, if we want privacy in London, you have to pay for it."

"I guess, can we stop talking about this? I have a headache." I rubbed my temples as I spoke.

"You guess? Does that mean yes?"

"Harry." I moaned.

"Yes or no?" He pushed.

"Yes, I guess. If it makes you happy and it means you'll shut up about it, then yes. Yes, yes, yes." I all but shouted.

"You're not going to regret it." He smiled as he made his way over to me to place a kiss on my forehead. "Now, what do you want for dinner?"

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"Are you excited for your birthday party on Saturday?" I asked Harry as I ran my fingers through his hair. We are laid up in bed watching some movie about cars turing into robots and bumblebees, how the two relate I have no idea.

"I am actually. I'm excited to see all of my friends in one place. There's so many of them that you haven't met yet."

I felt shy suddenly. All of Harry's friends had been nice to me so far, but I was nervous to meet more of them. I didn't answer him, I just continued to play with his hair and watch the robot bumblebee movie.

Notes

Hey hey hey! Two updates back to back, just like old times ;)

Speaking of old times, I just read through some of the earlier chapters and I don't know why anyone ever read my story. haha it's poorly written, but hopefully I'm getting better the more I write.

Anyways, let me know what you thought about this chapter. Also, I added something to the last chapter that I forgot to put in there yesterday, if you want you can go reread it and if you don't I just added a few sentences from Harry's POV talking about him being on tour around the time the baby is born.

The house that they "looked" at is a real house in Regent's Park London, so if you live there then that's creepy and I'm sorry. I just found it online and thought that it was the perfect house for them. Here is a link to the website where I found it! The House if you want to look at the layout for yourself!

And this is how I picture Walter, I'm not going to add him to the character list because he isn't a main character. It's Wallace Shawn from The Haunted Mansion/Gossip Girl.



Another thing, I took some people off of the character list because they aren't really that improtant to the story, so they don't need to be there. Haha

Any whose it.... I'll talk you guys later!

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