"I can't look," Harry says, my lips curving. I search his book title and wait, the search button pushed. The chart numbers go up and I wait, the message coming to Harry.
"Number one," he breathes out, my jaw dropping.
"Carls, New York calls it a number one hit," Harry breathes out, my body jumping up. I hug him and he hugs me closely, my arms squeezing him closely.
"You did it. Oh my God, you did it, baby," I say, lifting my head. He pecks my lips and I move to grab his cheeks.
"We're set for life. I did it," he breathes, my lips pressing to his again.
Our perfect moment stops when the baby starts to cry, Harry bolting out of the study to get him.
"James, I'm here for you," he whispers, leaning down and picking him up. James is clearly one of the most important things to him and I love watching him. Harry is so protective over him and I love it. My beautiful boys.
James is six months and very aware of the world around him. He's got the biggest green eyes and his dark brown hair is starting to curl up. He's a little Harry and I'm absolutely in love with him.
"Hi baby boy," I smile, his hand moving into his mouth. He smiles but turns shy, turning his head away and staying on Harry. I start to tickle at his sides and his head turns back to me, a smile on display to me. Harry cups the back of his head and kisses his cheek, my heart so full seeing the two of them together.
James reaches to me and I take him, letting Harry make a few calls to his publishers. I go into the kitchen and put him in the highchair, getting him to eat some fruit.
"Ma," he calls, my eyes taking in my little James. His hands are covered in mashed fruit and I walk over to him, my baby getting so shy.
"Eat up, baby," I say, his hand put into his mouth. Once he's eaten enough, I wash him up and go to change him. Harry walks in and I feel him grab my waist, his lips pressing to my cheek.
"Hi buddy," he grins down at James, his nature around James the opposite of what I had expected. I had thought with Harry's anxiety, he'd be scared to be with James. But he proved me wrong.
He lifts the baby up and James lets out a laugh, Harry smiling brightly up at the little guy. Harry keeps him on his chest and I tell him I have to run to the store, his head nodding.
I grab my keys and run to the store, picking up diapers and some last minute necessities. My hands steer the cart to the check out and I run into someone.
"Steady on, Carls," Parker grins, my eyes rolling.
"How's it going?" he continues, my lips releasing a sigh.
"My life's perfect. Gotta get home to my boys though," I say, rushing to get away from him.
"Boys? Are you...cheating on Harry?" he asks, my head shaking.
"No, Parker. I've got a son," I say, and his jaw drops.
"You were pregnant?!" he nearly yells, my hand setting the diapers on the belt.
"For nine whole months," I say, and his eyes are blown wide. Then he grabs my hand and tugs me into him.
"Why didn't you listen to me when I said I want you? How could you?" he whispers, my hand pushing him away.
"I can't force feelings. Fuck off, Parker, and realize I'm getting married to Harry," I say, pushing my ring in front of his face.
"Don't you ever say that to me. I'm yours, always. There will never be anyone for me but you," he states, grabbing my arms and beginning to drag me away. Customers start to yell and workers frantically pull him off me. But what Parker does next is beyond all.
"She's mine!" he yells, reaching behind him and pulling out a concealed gun. My heart drops and he shoots, my body slumping to the floor in fear. I feel a pain setting in my hip and I move to touch it, blood covering my hand.
My heart pounds and I feel weak, my eyes closing in shock.
A cough rises in my throat and I start to move, coughing and wincing in pain. I feel sore and weak and I open my eyes to a hospital room. My heart races and I start to look around, but I don't care about anything after seeing Harry beside me. His head is on my lap, his body arching over in the chair to be with me.
I lift my arm and manage to run my fingers through his curls, his head moving. He looks up and he jolts, rushing to kneel on the bed and hug me.
"I was so worried. I didn't know what to do. I've been so worried and scared because you got hurt," he continues rambling on and I hush him, just hugging him closely. I know he's crying and I start to cry as well, needing my lifeline. He's all I need in this situation.
"I've missed you for three days," he cries, my heart breaking.
"I promised you I wouldn't leave," I say to assure him, his hands holding me close.
A few doctors enter the room and I reluctantly let Harry go, the check up fairly easy. There's stitches on my hip and they observe them, ensuring they aren't infected.
Harry holds my hand the entire time and I look over at him, seeing how beautiful he is. It's clear he hasn't slept very well and I only hope James is okay.
After my check up, Harry lays beside me and I press my lips to his. My heart feels complete when he's around and I know now more than ever I've made the best decision of my life to be with him.
"Where's James, baby?" I ask, his lips still pressed against my face.
"With my mom," he says, "he needs you."
I only nod and he kisses me again, clearly needing the affection right now. I need my boys.
We spend what feels like hours like this until Harry calls his mom to bring in James. I stay wrapped in Harry's arms until they arrive and I hear my baby crying, my heart breaking.
"Thank goodness you're okay," Anne beams, clear tears coming into her eyes. Harper follows her and sits on the bed, the five of us all together. Then I finally get my little boy in my arms and he stops crying, curling into my arms.
"My little boy," I sigh, feeling tears fall down my cheeks. I don't even want to imagine what would have happened if the outcome would have been worse.
"He hasn't stopped crying since the accident. I'm so glad you're okay," Harper says, my lips curving.
"Me too," I whisper, surrounded by those that matter.
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