It's 8 AM on a Saturday morning so everyone was still asleep. Hell, even I wanted to still be in bed right now. Sadly my body never lets me sleep in unless I'm sick or dying, waking up at 6:45 on the dot almost every day.

While everyone was still in bed, I tidied up the kitchen and picked up some of the toys that laid around the house that we didn't bother to clean last night.

Tina did a surprisingly good job with the kids, by the time Harry and I got back from our date the kids were already fast asleep and the house was still put together and not burnt to the ground, so that's a success in my book. Tina was never really one to be around kids, only her nieces and nephews but she's never been a kid person. I was surprised when she agreed to watch the two but it seems that everyone had a good time last night.

I started on some breakfast, knowing the kids at least would be awake soon. They also had a pretty routine sleep schedule and didn't vary much from it unless they weren't feeling well. I cooked some eggs, bacon, and waffles. Their favorite. I played some music through the speaker to get the day going, today is going to be a good day.

The smile from last night never left my face, up to the point where Harry walked me to my bedroom, the stupid smile would not go away. Not that I'm complaining, it felt good to finally be happy.

Once breakfast was ready, I decided to get the kids up it's probably best they don't sleep in too much or it would throw off their schedule for the day. I got Penelope up first, considering she's old enough to know what to do when she wakes up, Danny was already awake when I poked my head into his room.

Penelope woke up with high energy, catching me completely off guard when she was already squealing about how she wanted to paint and do crafts today. Harry had brought home some new craft supplies for her, seeing as our craft box was near empty.

I got the kids situated in the kitchen, placing Danny in his high chair and Penelope sat at the table. They waited patiently for me to put the food in front of them.

"I'll be right back, lovebug." I put a coloring page and crayons in front of Pen and a toy for Danny.

I made my way to Harry's room, stopping once I stood directly in front of the door. It was weird, I've only been in this room the one time for his laundry and the other time he showed me the music room he had in his closet. I knocked on the door, waiting for him to call me in but didn't get an answer.

I waited a few seconds and knocked again, not wanting to barge in just in case he was naked.

"Come in." A very groggy voice said, it was so quiet I could barely hear.

"Harry?" I opened the door a little and poked my head inside. "I made breakfast, the kids are already at the table, do you want to join us?" I asked, hopeful he would say yes.

"Come here." He requested, not even lifting his head off of the bed to look at me. I laughed and walked into the room and towards the bed. Harry laid smack dab in the middle of the bed, stomach down and face shoved into his pillow.

"Come on, let's go eat." I smiled at him, tugging on the blanket. My eyes widened a little to see a shirtless Harry in only his boxers. He chuckled from the bed, not even having to see my face to know I was blushing like a tomato.

"Get used to it, love." He turned around and smirked at me. Before I knew it, he reached up and pulled me down onto the bed. A yelp left my mouth as he pressed my back into his chest and I melted on the spot, his warmth instantly engulfing me.

"Mmm, why don't you start sleeping with me?" Harry sighed contently, his face buried in my hair. Butterflies erupted in my stomach at the thought of Harry and I sleeping in the same bed.

I played it cool and laughed, shaking my head slightly. We've been on one date and this man is already talking about sleeping together.

"Come on, sleepyhead. The kids are waiting for us." I managed to wiggle out of his grip and onto my feet. "It's time to get up." I smiled, leaning over to plant a kiss on his forehead before leaving the room.

"Alright, daddy's getting up. We can start eating!" I cheered as I entered the kitchen. Pen shouted in excitement and I placed their plates full of food in front of them, along with their drinks and some fruit as well.

I watched as Danny basically inhaled everything I put on his plate. I've learned to only give him a bit of food at a time or else he'll shove everything into his mouth and possibly choke.

Five minutes later, Harry finally strolled into the kitchen with sweats and a tshirt on.

"Goooood morning!!!" He chanted, kissing the kids on the head. "Mmmm looks and smells delicious." He smiled, taking his seat at the table.

I opened the cabinet with the mugs in it, grabbing the black mug with a capital letter H displayed front and back. Then my eyes caught sight of a new white mug sitting next to Harry's mug. The capital letter A displayed on the mug just like Harry's. I smiled, grabbing it and turning to look at Harry but he was too preoccupied and wasn't looking in my direction. He'd gotten me a matching mug.

I smiled, pouring in the freshly brewed coffee into the mugs.

"Hello?" I turned around from the coffee maker to see Harry talking on the phone. Maybe it's work, I turned back around to finish up our cups and taking it back to the table. Harry was deep in conversation on the phone and then I realized that it was my phone he was using.

I nudged his shoulder and looked at him confused. "Who?" I mouthed to him. He just smiled at me and shook his head.

"No that sounds perfect! We would love you to come visit us here!" He smiled, looking away from me. "It's not a problem at all Laura!"

"You're talking to my grandma?!" I whisper shouted at him.

"Okay, we'll talk soon. See you next week. Bye bye now." He hung up the phone and continued eating his food like nothing happened. I stared at him in disbelief.

I swatted his hand so he dropped the fork.

"Hello? What the heck was that?" I looked at him with wide eyes, he began to giggle and shrug his shoulders. I grabbed my phone from the table and checked the call log to make sure I wasn't just making things up in my head.

"She wanted to see you, so she's going to come spend the weekend with us next week." Harry glared and pouted at me for swatting his hand but grinned when I pushed his mug of coffee towards him.

"Why didn't you tell me before agreeing to this?" I muttered, how weird is it going to be having mommsy here with us for a weekend. It's not that I was ashamed or wanting to hide anything from her, it just would've been nice to be in the decision process of having my grandma over.

"Love, it'll be alright. Don't worry about it." Harry assured me, laughing at how panicked I looked at the moment.

"What are we going to tell her about.. us." I whispered the last part.

"We'll tell her the truth." He shrugged once again. How can he be so calm right now?! "Ana, I promise, you're freaking out for no reason. It's going to be fun. Plus, having some extra help around for a little while would be nice right?" He said.

"Harry, you hired me to help. Not my grandma!" I glared at him. "I am the help!!" I reminded him once again since he seems to keep forgetting that he literally hired me to take care of the kids.

"Anastasia, for the last time. Stop calling yourself that. You're not just the help, clearly." Harry glanced at me. "We'll discuss that later, we need to sort out the shift in roles soon." He sipped his coffee.

"Shift in rolls?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "What is this, a promotion?"

"No, just.. Things are obviously different now. So we need to discuss what that's going to look like for us and for the kids as well." Harry explained, I nodded my head at his words. I guess it made sense, but it also makes everything so much more real.

"Are you two okay?" Penelope was staring at us, probably listening to our entire conversation.

"Yes, darling. We're fine." I smiled at her. "Why wouldn't we be fine?"

"Well, it looks like you're bickering to me." She shrugged. My jaw dropped.

"Bickering? How does she even know that word?!" I looked at Harry who was chuckling in his seat.

"She's very smart." He shrugged with a smile.

"No, that's what mommy used to say." She shrugged, finishing up the last of the food on her plate. "Can we play in the backyard?" She changed the topic.

"Yes, yeah of course. Here let's clean up and then we can all go outside and play." I quickly picked up the dishes and put them into the sink.

"Thank you for cooking breakfast, love." Harry came behind me, putting the mugs and sippy cups into the sink.

"It's not a problem." I dismissed him, loading the dishes into the washer. "Harry." I called out to them as he opened the back door for the kids to run out.

He stopped in his tracks and looked back at me with a smile, "Yes?"

God, that smile.

"Thank you for the mug." I smiled, lifting up the empty wet mug from the sink.

Harry dropped his hand from the doorknob and in 3 long strides he stood beside me at the sink. His hands cupped either side of my face and he planted his lips on mine.

"You're welcome." His thumb grazed my bottom lip and I pushed a kiss to it. He smiled at my actions, placing a kiss on my forehead before turning back walking out the back door.

I stared outside the window in front of the sink with a smile on my face. Danny was chasing Harry around the grass while Pen shouted and sang from the castle playset. The yard was filled with joy and laughter.

In this moment, I knew. How cliche and silly it sounds, it brought me immense joy to witness and experience the love from this family. I finished putting away the dishes and watched them from the window a little longer before joining them. They instantly cheered, provoked by Harry who exaggerated my sudden presence and I ran around the yard with them.

There was no doubt in my brain that I could see myself getting used to this. Running around in the backyard on a Saturday morning, getting chased and tackled by Penelope and Danny, Harry pulling me by my waist to stop me from getting away. I could get used to being a part of this family.

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While the kids took their nap, Harry and I watched episodes of the Office in the living room. It was a very relaxed day. I could tell Harry was tired and probably stressed from work the last week.

While we watched he would fall in and out of sleep, his soft snores would fill my ears.

"Harry.." I said softly to him.

"Hmm?" He hummed in return. His head laid on my lap and I played with the curls in his hair, it was getting a bit long, but i was definitely a fan of it. "I like you a lot." I admitted.

Harry turned his head so that he was looking up at me. A smile on his face.

"You mean that?" He asked. I just nodded my head, my hand still tangled in his hair.

"Good, because I like you a lot too." He chuckled. A smile formed at my lips and I turned my gaze back onto the screen.

"You are so gorgeous, you know that?" I looked down and Harry was still staring up at me. He reached his hand up and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "I like that you wear your hair down around me now." He smiled. "It makes me feel special."

I blushed at his words, I'm still not used to having my hair down, sometimes it still makes me uncomfortable. But I wanted to be comfortable around Harry, He isn't Scott or my dad. Harry is different.

"Hey.. I've been working on a song.. Do you wanna hear it?" He grinned at me. I nodded my head eagerly. I loved hearing Harry sing, it was calming and he has a beautiful voice. He got up from the couch and dragged me into his room, into the closet and down the stairs.

"Okay, it's still in the works.. so don't laugh. I've only got a snippet of it." He said nervously. He picked up his guitar and started to strum.

For your eyes only

I'll show you my heart

For when you're lonely

And forget who you are

I'm missing half of me

When we're apart

Now you know me

For your eyes only

For your eyes only

I stared at him in awe as he sang. He stopped strumming and looked at me.

"That's all I've got for now.." He laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

"It sounds absolutely beautiful. I can't wait to hear the rest of it." I said truthfully. But it was his next words that caught me completely off guard.

"It's about you." He said simply. I swear my heart stopped beating.

"W- what?" I blushed, he wrote a song for me?

"Y-yeah. I don't know if that's weird or creepy or whatever. But yeah.. you inspired me to write it." He blushed. I didn't say anything I just jumped from my spot and wrapped my arms around him.

"No, it's not creepy or weird.. it's beautiful." I said.

Harry nodded his head with his arms snug around me, he said, "Just like you."