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since harry styles is murdering us all with his dramatic ass i just wanna remind everyone that people who aren’t necessarily harries that are supporting harry and screaming over his success doesn’t make them love their faves any less!! we can love and support all the boys and shouldn’t be limited to just standing by our fave only

Preference #18-His Child Calls You Mommy (Harry)

You pushed open the door to Harry’s son’s classroom, smiling as the teacher greeted you.  

“Mommy!” His twin boys, Henry and Jake called, running over to you. “Hi, Mommy!”

“Henry, Jake, hello,” You said, hiding your surprise at their greeting. You crouched down and hugged the two of them, before signing them out. You held their hands as the three of you walked out to the car, strapping them into their car seats before starting the drive to Harry’s house.

“Harry?” You called, unlocking the door and stepping into the house. The boys raced in after you, stopping in the living room.

“In here,” Harry called, from the kitchen. The boys raced in, hugging Harry tightly.

“Hello, my little lads. How was school? Did you behave on the way home?” He asked.

“We did, Daddy,” Jake said, looking over at Henry. “We were happy to see Mommy.”

Harry stilled, and looked up at you. You shrugged, biting your lower lip. You had meant to bring it up to him later, but the boys had taken care of that for you.

“Henry, Jake, why don’t you go and wash up before I make you a snack?” Harry inquired.

“Okay, Daddy,” Henry said, and the two of them left you alone.

“(Y/N),” Harry quietly said.

“I know that I can’t replace their Mom, Harry. I don’t want to, either. I’m just-I’m just going to go,”  You murmured, walking out the door. You got into your car, shutting the door behind you and driving off. When you got home, you opened your front door and collapsed on your couch. You curled up, your eyes brimming with tears. Your phone started to ring, and you saw Harry’s name on the screen. Pressing ignore, you took your phone upstairs and plugged it into the charger.  You stepped into the shower, feeling the warm water wash over you. You stepped out, put on your pajamas, and got into bed. You lay there, staring at the ceiling, feeling hollow and alone, until you drifted off to sleep. When you awoke the next morning, you began to get ready for work, and drove to the office. Your day passed uneventfully, and when you got home, you were exhausted. You pulled into your driveway, ready to have a quick dinner and fall asleep. You  unlocked your front door, and paused, noticing that the lights in the kitchen were on. You cautiously walked towards it, slipping off your shoes so you didn’t make too much noise. You looked around the doorframe, and were surprised to see Henry, Jake and Harry there.

“What….what are you three doing here?” You inquired.

“Mommy!” Jake and Henry cried, running towards you. They wrapped their arms around you, and you bent over, hugging them. You looked up at Harry, and blushed, wondering what he might be thinking.

“Jake, Henry, how about you go and play in the living room? There are some new toys in the basket for you guys,” You said.

“Okay, Mommy.” They said, and hurried off.

“Harry-” You started to say.

“Love,” He murmured, walking towards you. “You never let me finish what I wanted to tell you yesterday. I know that you’re not trying to be their Mum. Right now, they don’t remember her. Someday I will tell them about their Mum, and how much she loved them. But they love you, too. I’m doing a horrible job with this. I’m just trying to say….I don’t mind that they call you Mum. They love you, and so do I.” Harry quietly said. You wrapped your arms around him, and he gently pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Thank you, Harry,” You whispered. Jake and Henry came in a few minutes later, and wrapped their arms around the two of you.

“Are we going to have dinner soon, Mommy and Daddy?” Henry inquired.

“We are, Henry,” Harry replied. You smiled as the three of them went back to what they were doing before you got home. Henry and Jake were putting out cups, and Harry went back to cooking dinner.

Written by Angel xx

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