ALWAYS

Enola rested her head on my chest as we made our way home. She was very relaxed as she held me tightly. Her breathing was slowing down. I rubbed her back like I would if we were cuddled in bed for the night. I leaned my head against the back of the seat. I chuckled when I felt the baby kick against my side. Enola whimpered and shifted against me. I kissed her hair when she resettled. The baby kicked again and Enola sat up with a frustrated look on her face.
"Why can't you be asleep when I want to go to sleep?" Enola asked her stomach. "I already have to stay up all night with you when you come out? Can't you cut me a little slack sir?" She inquired with her hands on her belly. She grunted and shifted, her hand flying to her side. "Take that as a no." She sighed heavily. I shook my head and placed my hand on her stomach.
"How is he lying?" I asked her softly. Enola pressed her finger tips into her stomach gently. I waited patiently for her to give me an answer.
"His butt is right here." She placed my hand lower on her belly toward her side. "His head is here." She placed her hand over a spot not to far away.
"This would be his back?" I asked of her, sliding my hand over the area. She nodded softly and whimpered as he kicked again. I began to lightly caress the spot we assumed was his back. Enola chuckled and shook her head. "What? It works on you and Darcy." I laughed myself.
"Mmhmm and you rubbing my back is how we ended up with two kids." She nearly whispered. I shook my head and pulled her closer so she could relax.
"Man, you guys are like totally gross, aren't you?" Niall chuckled. Enola rolled her eyes and held me tighter. "Enola." Niall whispered. She opened her eyes and stared at him, clearly not amused. "I think you are probably the most level headed person I've ever met." Niall beamed at her. I lifted my eyebrow and pursed my lips, trying my hardest not to laugh. He didn't know how not level-headed she could be. "To deal with Taylor, Kendall and Kalina the way you did...you are an amazing woman." I frowned at the mention of them. Enola sat up and leaned against the door instead of me.
"Niall." I huffed. He frowned when he noticed the way Enola and retreated a bit. I placed my hand on Enola's stomach, trying to soothe her and my son.
"Harry, I'm really uncomfortable, could you please not?" She snapped at me.
"Thanks." I grumbled at Niall.
"E, they acted like that because their jealous of you. You have the man that they want. You know him better than they ever could. Hell, Kendall and Kalina don't like you because Harry was with them after you. You've always had a part of him that they couldn't touch." Niall tried to explain to her, make her less mad at me.
"Casa De Styles." Paul announced as they pulled up to our house. Sophia leaned across Liam and I to kiss Enola's cheek gently.
"Call me in the morning. We can go look at baby stuff with Darcy again." Sophia grinned as Brynn climbed out of the car. Enola murmured a goodnight to everyone before reaching out to Brynn. Brynn carefully helped Enola out of the car. I placed my hands on Enola's hips to keep her steady as she tried to get out of the car. She quickly slapped my hands away. I rolled my eyes and glared at Niall again.
"I'm sorry. I was trying to be nice." Niall whispered as Enola spoke to Brynn just outside the car.
"Yeah, but she's pregnant and emotional, you twit!" I whispered harshly. I smacked him in the arm, "I'm probably going to end up on the couch because of you!" Niall apologized again before I got out of the car. I smiled at Brynn and kissed her cheek, "Night love." Enola had already scurried into the house.
"You better pamper her when you get in that house. You rub her feet and her back and you make her feel like a damn queen, Mister." Brynn said poking my chest with her well manicured nail.
"Yes, Ma'am!" I laughed.
"I'm serious, Harry. Seeing those girls hurt her a lot. I know that she says she doesn't care, that it's life, but she does and it's only worse because she's carrying your baby...again. You get in there and prove that she is the only woman you want in your life." Brynn demanded. I kissed Brynn's cheek again before she pushed me toward my front door.

I shut the front door and locked it. I could hear Enola in our bedroom moving around. I chuckled when I heard her start cursing, but quickly realized that she could've hurt herself or needed help. I raced up the stairs to see what was going on. I barged into the bedroom with a smile, triying not to appear worried.
"Hey baby, what's wrong? I heard you cursing." I asked gently. Enola sat on the bed looking annoyed.
"I can't bend over to take off my fucking shoes." She growled staring at the shoes she had on her feet. I chuckled and knelt down on the floor in front of her. I lifted her foot gently, making her bend her knee slightly.
"You do look absolutely beautiful tonight." I smiled up at her as I unbuckled the strap of her shoe carefully.
"Thank you." Enola replied softly.
"I'm glad you went with me. It's nice." I grinned. "To not have to hide that I love you. That we have our little family." I tossed her high heel into the closet. I kissed her swollen ankle before setting her foot on the carpeted floor. I picked up her other foot just as gently as I had the first. "I like introducing you to people and letting them know that I have the love of my life at my side, waddling around with our son inside you." I kept my eyes on her as I unfastened her other shoe. "It's quite a feeling." I was still smiling up at her as I threw her other shoe into the closet. I leaned closer to her and kissed her tenderly. Enola placed her hand on my shoulder and pushed me away slightly. "Are you okay?" I asked seeing the intense look on her face.
"He's moving again." She replied, her hand on her stomach. "I think he's being squished. I think my dress is too tight." I stood from the floor and helped her stand. Enola reached behind her and tried to unzip her dress. I grinned again and moved her hands away. "Harry. I wanna change." She whined. I didn't say a word; I just dragged the zipper of her dress down with a smirk. I gently pulled the straps off her shoulders, kissing each softly after doing so. I then helped her wiggle out of the dress.
"Do you want my shirt, baby?" I asked sweetly. She nodded and went toward the closet. "Here, take this one it's still warm." I chuckled as I started unbuttoning my shirt.
"The one that has Taylor's make up on your collar?" She spoke with an attitude. "Yeah. No thanks." She snipped at me.
I dropped my hands from my shirt, "Noli, it's your make up from when we were cuddling in the car."
Enola thought for a moment then blushed, "Oh." I slid out of the shirt and handed it to her. She took it shyly then pulled it on. She didn't bother buttoning it.
"Are you hungry? I'm starving." I asked, wanting to find a way that I could make her pleased with me.
She nodded, her hands on her stomach, "Yeah. I think he might be too."
"I'll get food. You get in bed." I beamed at her. She nodded and waddled over to the bed. I chuckled when she just flopped into the pillows. "I'll be right back, baby." I rushed out of the room, having the perfect idea of what to give her.


"Okay!" My voice boomed as I opened the bedroom door. "I have...Baby, why are you crying?" I asked when I saw Enola curled in the blankets and sobbing. She shook her head and buried her face in the pillows. I set the tray of food on the dresser then went to the bed. I laid down beside her and brushed the hair from her face. "Nols, talk to me. Why are you crying?"
"Because." She gasped.
"You sound like Darcy. Just tell me." I pleaded.
Another sob escaped her lips, "Because we just saw all of your exes. They're all like ten feet taller than me, they're all a lot skinnier than I am. And they're all well know in their arts." Enola then grumbled, "If modeling is even a fucking art." I pursed my lips trying not to laugh at her. "And I'm just..."
"What? Beautiful? Gorgeous? Amazing?" I asked her with sass. She stared at me like she wasn't amused. "Guess what? I don't care about them. Taylor was before I met you. Obviously, that didn't work out...at all." Enola still stared at me. "Then Kendall and Kalina...they were after you. I didn't stay with either of them because they're not you. You are the one I love. You are the one I want. No one else." Enola started crying again. "I am sorry that they were rude to you. I didn't expect that at all. But you are the woman I am meant to be with. No one could ever compare to you." I assured her. "You are the mother of my child and a half." I smiled placing my hand on her belly. "This is exactly what I have always wanted. You and a family that's ours." Enola cleared her face. "You said it when you went off on your mum at Christmas. At twenty, I had a whole life, with six kids planned out, with you. I wasn't think that I'd like that someday with someone. I wanted it with you. I've never wanted anyone else. I've never NEEDED anyone else." More tears fell down her face. "They can be as snooty as they want. I'm here with you and our babies, for the rest of eternity.


I sat at the end of the bed completely naked. Enola sat propped up on a stack of pillows, her feet in my lap. I was massaging her feet, even after a good hour of lying around, her feet still hurt. Enola giggled as my thumb pressed the middle of her foot.
"Harry!" She squealed as I did it again to make her laugh. "You're going to make me choke!" She whimpered. I nodded and stopped tickling her foot. She was trying to eat the snack that I had brought up for her. I stared at her with bright eyes and a smile as I watched her munch and caress her belly. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked nervously.
"You're absolutely the most beautiful being I've ever seen." I replied, leaning forward. I kissed her lips lightly.
"Whatever. I look like a beached whale already." Enola chortled.
I grunted, "You do not!" Enola giggled and nodded. I glared at her for a long moment. I hated when she said that. She was carrying our second child. It was perfectly okay for her to gain weight and lie around if she felt like it. Enola lifted her eyebrow after a moment. I lunged forward, pinning her to the bed. She placed her hands on my chest and stared up at me with shock. "You do not look like a beached whale." I growled at her. "You are the beautiful." I kissed one side of her neck. "Sexy." I placed my lips on the other side of her neck. "Mother of my children." Enola stared up at me with amused eyes. "You better not ever say that again." I warned her.
"Yeah? And what are you going to do about it?" She inquired, sliding her hands down my chest. I knew right then what she wanted. I smirked and pressed my lips to her collar bone.
"I'll prove it." I replied before devouring her lips. Enola moaned into the kiss and sank into the bed. I peppered kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Her chest began to heave as I reached her breasts. I gripped them softly, molding them in my hands.
Enola whimpered a bit, "Those are a little sensitive." I removed my hands and replaced them with my lips. I teased her nipples with my tongue as gently as I could. Enola pushed her hand into my hair, caressing my scalp as I worked my lips down to her big belly. I placed soft gentle kisses all over her belly. Enola giggled as she played with my hair, twisting the shorter strands around her fingers. She whimpered a bit when she had to let go of my hair. She could hardly reach me as I kissed down her thighs because her stomach was in the way. I chuckled at the thought. Enola moaned loudly as I swirled my tongue around her overly sensitive bundle of nerves. She grabbed my hands and laced our fingers, the way she always did. She squeezed a bit harder than normal. She moaned my name and begged me not to stop. I smirked into her flesh. I hadn't heard her so desperate since I first found out she was pregnant. Enola shook with pleasure and cried out loudly. Her panting probably could've been heard through out the whole house.
I kissed a trail back up to her lips. I placed my hands on her belly with a smile. "You're teasing again." Enola giggled into my kiss. I chuckled, kissing her a little harder. Enola wound her arms around my neck as I knelt between her legs. Enola shifted underneath me, trying to get closer to me. I gripped her hips, keeping her where she was. "Bear." She whimpered. I smirked and began to massage her tender, soaked folds slowly. She breathed heavily as I covered her neck and chest with wet, open mouthed kisses. Enola pulled my lips from her chest and slammed her mouth onto mine. She moaned into my kiss as I felt her legs start to tremble again. "Make love to me." Enola pleaded. I dropped my hips and slid inside her with zero effort. Her back arched once I'd filled her up. I smiled as her huge stomach touched my abs. I began to thrust slowly and deeply once her hips settled to the bed again. Enola chewed on her bottom lip and held my wrists tightly. I smiled as I dove deeper with each thrust forward. Enola whimpered again, gazing up at me as she fought to keep them open. I adjusted my hips slightly with a smirk. Enola's eyes slid closed and her head dropped back onto the pillows. I held in a laugh. I loved the way she looked when she couldn't control herself.
I leaned forward, pressing my fists into the bed. Enola smiled when my abs laid over her belly a bit. It was a strange sensation to feel her but feel so far away at the same time. Enola placed her hands on my neck, still smiling as I felt her starting to contract around me. I turned my head slightly, kissing her hand. I pressed my lips to hers being careful not to put too much of my weight on her. Enola's eyes closed once again and her breathing picked up. She moaned my name, making me thrust harder and faster. Enola wrapped her legs around my waist, trying to force me deeper. I happily complied, creating a new rhythm with my hips. Enola relaxed into the bed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, as her insides clenched tightly. I stopped thrusting to let her body settle; I didn't want to cause her too much physical stress. Enola buried her hands in my hair once again, as she came down from her high. I kissed her softly and caressed her sides, my hands sneaking onto her belly for a moment.
"You are so obsessed with my belly." She giggled.
I hummed, "Right now, I'm obsessed with touching you. Every little bit I can get my hands on." Enola giggled and pushed me off of her. I laid on my back beside her. She smirked and crawled on top of me. I groaned when she wasted no time in sheathing me.
"I feel the same way about you." Enola grinned, smoothing her hands up my tattooed torso. She began to rock slowly. I let my head fall back as I gazed up at her. She ran her hand through her hair, pulling it off her face. I felt my insides turn upside down. There was something about the way she moved her hair when she was riding me. I bit my lip as I kept my eyes on her. "What?" Enola asked shyly as she stopped moving her hips. I guided my hands up her sides. "Bear. What?" She giggled. I jolted a bit, I could feel her insides pulsating as she laughed. I quietly told her what I thought of her moving her hair around. She began to bounce on me slowly, her hands embedded in her own hair. "Mmmm, like this?" She hummed. I blushed and nodded. "Good." She began to gyrate her hips harder and faster. I pressed my head back into the pillows, feeling the tension burning in my thighs. She whimpered my name as she had to slow herself. She was trying to stop her climax. I placed my hands on her hips and began to thrust upward. Enola squealed and splayed her hands on my chest. I grinned when her mouth hung open and she struggled to breathe. She cried out my name loudly once more, her entire body shaking from pleasure as she clenched around me again. I groaned and held my hips up, pressing myself as deep into her as I could, spilling all of the desire I had pent up. Enola collapsed on top of me, panting and still trembling. I wound my arms around her and held her close, both of us beginning to relax.


"I'm sorry." Enola whispered as I laid with my head on her chest. I looked up at her completely confused. "I'm sorry that I freaked out on you about all of your ex girlfriends." She stated, clearly embarrassed.
I laughed softly, "It's fine." Enola shook her head quickly and opened her mouth. I placed my finger over her lips. "It's fine, Noli. You don't have to apologize." Enola pouted. "Baby, you're pregnant, you have a ton of hormones pulling you in every direction."
"Well, I want them focused in one direction." She smirked.
"Oh ha ha. You're hilarious." I spoke in monotone. Enola giggled as I kissed her. "You're not completely in control of your emotions, I understand...kind of. And I know that you didn't see anyone after we broke up. So I know it has to sting for you, seeing that I did. But it was only so I wouldn't think about you for at least two seconds of my day." Enola nodded sadly. "I don't know why we're even talking about it again. I love you. I don't know how many times I have to say it." I chuckled.
"Every day, multiple times until we're dead." Enola smiled as she pulled me into another kiss. "As much as I know you hate hearing it. I don't want you to go tomorrow afternoon." Enola whispered.
"I know, Noli." I murmured, running my fingers through her hair. "But I'll be here when it's time for the baby to come and then I'll be home for about a year." I smiled, trying to make her feel a little bit better. She nodded and began to play with my hair. I smirked and began singing to her, "Close your eyes and I'll kiss you. Tomorrow I'll miss you. And remember I'll always be true. And while I'm away I'll write home everyday. And I'll send all my lovin' to you." Enola giggled and hugged me tightly.

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