ALWAYS

I walked into the house only to hear the loud cries of my son and Darcy yelling. I frowned. Enola must've been stressed out dealing with two grumpy children. As I heard her voice in the living room, I knew that she was more than stressed out, she was at her wits end.
"Darcy, please. Help Mummy. Stop screaming like that. Atlas won't go to sleep if you keep yelling like that." Enola pleaded with our daughter. I could hear that she was near tears.
"Maybe now is a bad time for all of us to come over. It's is our first day home." Brynn sounded apprehensive of coming into the house now.
I shook my head, "No. No, it's good. Noli's going to need a nap or a bath or something to calm down. You guys can play with Darcy while I put Atlas down." Brynn, Niall, Liam and Sophia all nodded. I lead them into the living room after dropping my bag by the door.
As I stepped into the living room, Darcy's face lit up, "DADDY!" She ran at me full tilt. I picked her up and she wrapped her little arms around my neck. "Oh I missed you, Daddy." She beamed as she hugged me as tightly as she could. I looked over at Enola to see that she was ready to burst in to tears at any moment. I hated seeing her so upset.
"I missed you too, babygirl." I murmured, kissing her hair. She pulled back and smiled at me. "Why don't you say hi to Auntie Brynn and Auntie Sophia, they really missed you too. I'm sure Auntie Sophia would like it if you kissed her belly too." I set Darcy down and she ran to Brynn and Sophia. I smiled at Enola who was still trying to calm our still screaming son. I laid my hand on the top of his warm, bald head and gripped Enola's bicep. I kissed Enola's forehead softly, "Hi Noli." She sighed heavily and leaned into my lips. When I pulled away, I saw the tears that were starting to fall down her cheeks.
"He won't stop crying and Darcy won't take a nap." She whimpered. I nodded and ran my hand through her long waves. I released Enola and turned to Darcy.
"Darcy!" I barked out. Darcy stopped what she was doing and looked up at me with fear in her eyes. "Did Mummy tell you to take a nap?" I asked. Darcy nodded shyly. "Why aren't you in bed?" I inquired with glaring eyes. She didn't move or speak. "Get your bum in your bed. Now." Darcy quickly let go of Niall and ran toward the stairs. I chuckled a bit, "Niall, will you go tuck her in?" Niall laughed and nodded. He touched Brynn's arm, signaling that she should go as well. Once they were following after my tenacious four year old, I turned to Enola again. I took my son from her arms. "Go lay down, baby." I whispered, kissing her cheek softly. I slowly began to rock Atlas. He stopped crying almost instantly. Enola looked up at me holding in all of her tears. "Baby, you are stressed out. It doesn't mean anything. Go lay down. Take a bath. Just relax." I instructed her. She nodded, her sadness not subsiding at all. Enola kissed Liam and Sophia on their cheeks before heading up the stairs to our bedroom. Within moments of Enola being gone, Atlas was asleep. I turned my eyes up to Liam and Sophia, "Will you guys watch him? I gotta go check on my woman." Sophia happily held her arms out for Atlas. I smiled and placed my now sleeping son in Sophia's arms. "If he fusses just pat his bum or stroke his hair. He likes both." I informed her quietly. Sophia nodded then sat down on the sofa. Liam sat beside her and they both began to fawn over my boy.

I entered the bedroom to see Enola lying on the bed, her body shaking and quiet sobs escaping her mouth. I laid down beside her and wrapped my arm around her waist. I kissed the back of her neck lightly. Enola's sobs got louder as I held her tighter.
I tried to shush her, "It's okay baby. It's okay." Enola turned over in the bed and wrapped her arm around my neck. I placed my lips on hers gently to calm her. "Sh, baby. It's alright." I murmured when she broke our kiss with a sob.
"No it's not. I can't even comfort my own son. I can't make my daughter listen to me. They need you more." Enola cried, struggling to breathe.
"Noli, you know that is not true. Our children love you." I was completely appalled by her statement. "Don't be like this. Everyone is just stressed out and tired. Darcy has been antsy because she knew I was coming home. And you get frustrated when she gets like that and Atlas can feel that. It's not that you can't comfort him, you can't comfort yourself. They love you and they need you. It's just that I have been gone and you know it." I said hugging her tighter than before. Enola place her lips on mine again. I smiled when she slipped her tongue between my lips and he hand slid down to grip my hip. I gently slipped my hand up her dress, letting my fingers dance against the warm, soft skin of her thigh. Enola moved her hand from my hip to the bottom buttons of my shirt. I carefully moved my hand from the top of her thigh to between the both of them, sneaking my hand closer to her panties. Enola moaned softly into my mouth. "Does my Noli need some of her special comfort?" I asked with a cheeky grin.
"Love me, Bear." Enola pleaded pulling me closer. I scooted even closer to her, enveloping her in my arms completely. I shifted us so I was laying on top of her, with my legs between hers. I lifted her dress to the top of her hips before slipping my hand into her sweet pink, lace panties. I gently began to caress the soft and tender flesh that hid the nub of nerves she so desperately wanted me to be touching. Enola whimpered quietly when I pushed my finger between her lower lips. I grinned, proud of myself for eliciting such a sound. I created a slow and gentle rhythm with my fingers against her clit, making her sigh and moan against my lips. Enola began unbuttoning my shirt while trying to keep a level head. We'd not made love since before Atlas. She was too uncomfortable during her last trimester and having to leave almost right away was not helpful for us. I could tell that she was fighting falling apart.
"Why are you holding on so tightly?" I chuckled brushing my lips against Enola's neck. I then slipped two fingers inside of her warm, soaked heat.
"The kids are both probably asleep and everyone is still in our house." Enola whispered heavily as she finally unbuttoned the last button on my shirt. I didn't care how loud she was, I loved it. But she was embarrassed to lose control when we knew other people could hear and she'd had a hell of a time getting the kids to sleep. I kissed down her neck to her chest. I ran my tongue over her collar bones lightly, something that she loved. I then nipped at her breasts making her whine quietly. "Harry." She breathed as I felt her legs tense slightly. Enola moaned quietly as her insides clenched around my fingers. I smiled and kissed her face teasingly. Once her body settled, I sat up to unbutton and unzip my jeans. Enola sat up and assisted me, gazing into my eyes with that lustful look I had missed while on tour and doing promo. Enola gently pulled my jeans down just enough so that my already stiffened dick was accessible. She smirked a bit as she wrapped her smooth, lean hand around me. My head dropped back when I felt her take my tip between her lips. Slowly, she began to bob her head in that familiar rhythm.
"Noli. Noli, stop." I instructed breathlessly. Enola did as told and stared up at me once again. I held her hair back, away from her beautiful face. I kissed her passionately. "I just wanna be inside you." I whispered. It sent a chill through her body. She nodded and laid back on the bed. I leaned over her, positioning myself to enter her. I grabbed the bottom of her dress and tried to remove it. Enola stopped me from doing so. "Why not baby?" I asked, feeling disappointed.
"Everyone is here and they can't knock." She replied shyly. I nodded, knowing it was a good idea for her to stay mostly clothed. If the guys saw my bum, it wasn't a big deal we'd shared a tiny tour bus for a long while. I then decided I needed to feel her skin on mine. I pulled the top of her dress down just so her chest was bare. Enola smiled up at me. She knew how much I enjoyed feeling her hot skin pressed to mine. I gripped her thigh gently to pull her leg up around my hip. Enola happily did so. I slowly pushed inside of her, both of us losing our breath from the sensation of being completely connected. I started to thrust slowly. Enola whimpered and bit her bottom lip, "Oh God, I missed you." I smiled and slammed my lips onto hers with lust.


Enola and I walked into the living room lazily. Neither of us wanted to get out of bed but knew we had to. Enola had to talk to Sophia and Brynn about wedding things. I flopped onto the sofa next to Niall. I chuckled when Enola fell onto my lap instead of next to me. She placed her hand on the back of my head and caressed my scalp with her fingernails gently.
"What's wrong with you, Ni?" Enola inquired when Niall wouldn't look at us directly. He shook his head and kept his eyes forward. Everyone else in the room started to laugh quietly. "What? What happened?" Enola inquired.
"Niall knows that knocking come before entering a room now." Brynn giggled, poking his bright red cheek.
"Brynn!" Niall whined, his cheeks filling with even more pigment. Enola stared at him curiously. "I was going to tell you guys that both of the kids were in their beds but..." Niall grumbled. Enola pulled her lip between her teeth and blushed.
"Pretty hott, huh?" I teased Niall. Enola punched me in the chest quickly and told me to shut up. "What? I thought it was." I murmured.
"I told you no one around her knows how to knock." Enola grumbled.
Niall then shrieked, "Well, it's not like I thought you two were going to be gettin' groiny with all of us in the house!" Enola turned bright red and tensed in my arms.
"Its fine, Niall. It just happened. Now let it go." I wanted Enola to be relaxed again. "We have wedding things to talk about anyway." I stated. I wanted to know what was happening with my own wedding. "Who has something to tell me about it?" I asked with a smile.
"Well, Enola has her dress now. We have to take you boys to get your tuxes as soon as you're ready to go today. I have to call the caterer tomorrow for the cake next week. I think you guys are weird for having a reception a week later."
"I'd like to come home after the fact and just hang out with my kids. We're three days away from the wedding and I know that I'm not really going to get to spend much time with them." I smiled at them.
Sophia gave me the eye, "Yes. I guess that is true."
"You're pregnant it's not even like you can have fun." I teased Sophia. She stuck her tongue out at me and gave me the finger. I chuckled. "Where did you get your dress, baby?" I asked Enola with a smile. I really did want to know. I wanted to have an idea of how beautiful it would be. How hard I would be crying when I saw her walking toward me.
"Ask my mother. She bought it." Enola grumbled at me. I lifted my eyebrow. "There was one that I really wanted but my mom went and got one that is completely different than the one I wanted. I mean, it is beautiful, I guess." Enola shrugged, "I feel a little obligated to wear it." I rubbed her back gently and kissed her sweetly.
"I'm going to cry like Atlas no matter what you wear." I smiled warmly at her. She leaned forward, cupping my cheeks tenderly; Enola placed her mouth on mine lovingly, trying to taste every single millimeter of my lips.
"Come on." Niall groaned softly. "We've seen enough today." Enola and I both started laughing, breaking our kiss.
"We're getting married in three days. I think that it is perfectly acceptable for me to be kissing all over Harry." Enola shot back quickly. Niall shook his head and chuckled. "What?" Enola sounded a little self conscious.
Niall smiled brightly, "A year and a half ago, we were fighting about you letting us bring Harry to the gallery for your show. Now look at where we are." Enola bit her lip and set her eyes on mine and caressed the back of my head tenderly.
"You told us that it could never work. Not after everything that had happened." Louis added softly. I grinned as Enola pressed her forehead to mine.
"I was wrong. I've never wanted or needed anyone the way I do Harry. This was something put together by the Gods." Enola murmured before kissing me once again. I wrapped my arms around her as tightly as I could
"I'm never letting your sweet ass go again." I chuckled against her lips. Enola giggled and deepened the kiss, holding my head in her hands.


I crawled into bed next to Enola. Atlas and Darcy were both in bed for the night and we were both exhausted. As soon as my head hit the pillows, Enola was curled into my side. She rested her head on my chest and tucked one of her legs between mine. I wrapped my arms around her, so happy to be cuddling up with her after two weeks of being gone.
"This is getting a little surreal, don't you think?" Enola whispered, looking up at me with teary eyes. I lifted my eyebrow at her, wondering what she was talking about. "You and me, a wedding, our babies. This is just...I keep waiting to wake up or something. Like this all just a dream because I don't deserve any of it."
"Will you stop with that?" I huffed at her.
"What? I don't deserve a man like you at all. After everything..." She began.
I grunted, "What? After you made mistakes like every other person on the planet? Just because you made a few bad choices doesn't mean that you can't be happy, babe."
"Everything that happened before was so bad. I mean, I knew that I loved you. But because I knew I loved you I should've said to hell with it and left Charles right away. I shouldn't have done things the way I did. I made you absolutely crazy for a year and that was wrong of me. And then the time before we were together again, I drove you crazy again. I demanded intimacy but as soon as we had some I pushed you away. I don't understand how you haven't been infuriated with me this whole time."
I chuckled, "Because I love you. I have always loved you and I will always love you. Yes, you do drive me insane but most of the time its the good kind." Enola buried her face in my chest and sighed like she was content. "But I can tell something is bothering you. I think you should tell me what it is."
"Are you scared?" She murmured.
"About what? Being married to you?" I thought for a moment. "Nope....wait...yeah, no. I'm actually more excited than anything. You're going to be right next to me until we die." I chuckled.
"I meant about the wedding itself." Enola whispered.
I smiled, "What has you worried about it?"
"Everything. Mainly my mother. But like...literally everything." She responded honestly. "I made about two decisions for it total. I just don't know how it's going to be. I wish that I would've been less weepy and horny while pregnant. Sophia, my mother and Gemma did most of it. Gemma understands us though. So I am hoping for the best." Enola babbled at me.
"Your mother is...she loves you, Nols. You have to know that. She wants this to be the perfect wedding and perfect marriage so you'll be happy. She just wants you to be happy, babe." I smiled, trying to soothe her nerves.
"I feel like she'd trying to make up for the things that happened with her and my dad by sticking her nose in our business." Enola huffed.
"Well, we do have the kind of fairy-tale." I smiled lying her on her back with a smile. I leaned over her with a smile.
"Kind of fairy-tale?" Enola seemed nervous again.
I smirked, "Yes. I feel like we're a little too x-rated for it to just be a fairy-tale." Enola shook her head as I bobbed my eyebrows at her.
"Oh yeah, you're a regular Prince Charming." She giggled wrapping her arms around my neck. I pressed my lips to hers.
"Stop worrying so much. We're getting married. We've been wanting this for like seven years." I murmured into the kiss. Enola just held me tighter and kissed me harder.

Notes

AAAAAlrighty then! Yay for making up and being happy.

Here's the gig though: I am not posting another chapter until I have EVERYONE'S opinion on writing the wedding or not. :)

Peace&Love :D