Ok but imagine harry and the missus having a baby girl 2 weeks before Liam's baby is born and them taking her over to meet baby Payne when he's a week old and they're shocked about how big she has gotten in just 3 weeks :)
SO MUCH STUFF ABOUT HARRY AND A BABY. I LOVE IT.
“She’s still so tiny but she’s grown a lot, hasn’t she?” Liam coos, pushing his head into the baby carrier as Harry unclips her car seat from the back seat of the car, “it’s so unreal that we’ve had babies within a month of each other. You reckon they’ll grow up together and be best buddies?”
“I’d like to think so,” Harry grins widely at the thought, wrapping his hand around the handle and lifting her from the car, setting her on the ground beside his feet as he reached across the baby bag filled with bottles of milk and clean nappies, setting the strap over his shoulder, “although, she’s off limits to any boy so don’t tell your lad he can date her. Because I will widely disagree with it.”
“You wouldn’t,” Liam laughs, shaking his head as he lifts the carrier up, “you’d love them being together.”
“I damn well would not,” Harry jokes, “no, it’ll be nice, of course. But, you’ve got’a let me meet your lad before we decide on arranged marriages.”
“Arrange marriages? Who’s getting married?” Cheryl laughs from the door, the missus appearing behind her with baby Payne in her arms, cooing softly over the tiny bundle, “come meet him, Harry. It’s about time you brought my little love back round. Look how big she’s gotten, huh? What are you feeding her?” xx