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Second to last part :(

*Norah's POV*

"Happy birthday to you, happy dear Stella-a! Happy birthday to youuu," Harry sung very loudly and very off-key.

"Dad, stop it," Stella whined, her big blue eyes fixing on me as if to ask for my help. "You're being embarrassing."

"That's my job, puppy," Harry answered with a very large, wet kiss to her forehead. "It's in the dad handbook, I'm afraid."

"Oh shut up, I know there's no handbook," she scowled at him. "I'm sixteen, for god's sake, not twelve."

"You'll never be too old for me to embarrass you," Harry chuckled. "Sorry about it, baby cakes. Now get up and put some clothes on, we have presents downstairs."

He left and Stella leaned against my shoulder, her eyes closing as I stroked her long, beautiful hair.

"Happy birthday, baby," I smiled. "I really think you're going to like your presents."

She looked up at me. "Really? Because dad kind of sucks at buying me presents."

"Yes but he loves you," I countered, standing up and brushing the dog hair off my leggings. "And don't forget it was your dad that bought you that very expensive necklace you're wearing."

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes. But even as she said it, she smiled and twirled the little heart pendant around one of her long fingers. She really did have her father's smile.

"I'll be downstairs," I called to snap her out of her little daydream. "You'd better get dressed before your father marches back up here."

"Yes ma'am," Stella laughed. "Love you, mum."

"Love you too, baby."

I closed her door and jogged down the stairs, where I was met with the sight of a young girl chatting with my husband in the kitchen.

"Hello Mrs. Styles," Theodore's girlfriend smiled widely at me. "I hope I'm not intruding, I just thought I would bring Stella's present over before it got too busy, with the party and all."

"It's always good to see you," I laughed as I gave her a tight hug. "And you bought a present for Stella? That's so sweet!"

"Yeah, you didn't have to buy a present for the little brat," Theo chuckled as he sauntered in and pressed a long kiss to Olivia's cheek. "She already gets everything she wants."

"Hey, don't talk about your sister that way," Harry said sternly. "And would you please put a shirt on? This isn't a fucking Calvin Klein runway."

"You're not wearing a shirt!" Theo protested.

"Yes but people like seeing me shirtless, that's the difference, Theodore."

"Easy boys," I shook my head with a laugh. "Theo, go put on a shirt so we can go outside and Harry-"

He raised his eyebrows.

"-just...go make sure everything is ready outside."

He chuckled and pressed a light kiss to my lips, then squeezed my bum and pretended to whisper something dirty in my ear, when really he was just telling me that the milk in the fridge was spoiled. Lovely.

"Stop it," Theo whined, making a disgusted face as Harry nuzzled his face into my neck. "Hey, cut it out! There are children present."

"You're not a child," Harry shook his head with a wicked smirk. "I know what you two do when you 'look at old photo albums' upstairs."

"Harry!" I shrieked as Olivia's face turned the color of a tomato and Theo's eyes widened. "Get out, get out! Leave before I beat you with a rolling pin!"

"I'm going!" He laughed loudly as he held up his hands in surrender and scampered out the door.

"I-I'm so sorry," I stammered in attempt to soothe Olivia. "He-He's just..."

"I-I'd better go," she smiled weakly. "See you later, Theo."

She quickly pecked him on the cheek and left out the back door, leaving me and a red-faced Theo in the kitchen.

"He's an asshole sometimes," he grumbled, walking into my open arms. He was a head taller than me but I still managed to wrap my arms around him and squeeze him, making sure to press little kisses to his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, baby," I smiled into his chest. "He's your dad, he loves you. And just like we told Stella, it's his job to embarrass you."

"Yeah well, he should win a damn award for it."

"Hey, watch your language," I scolded him gently. "Now go get dressed. And wake your brother up while you're it."

"Jude still isn't up?"

"I haven't seen him, I just assumed-"

"That I had slept in?" Jude's voice finished for me. "Actually I went for a jog, mum. Sorry I didn't leave a note."

"That's alright, baby," I smiled as he gave me a big kiss on the cheek. "How was your jog?"

"Cold."

"Yeah, and I can see that you're not wearing boxers," Theo scoffed. "Put your junk away."

"Theodore, enough!" I pursed my lips at his vulgar comment. "I won't tell you again, go put a shirt on."

He rolled his dark eyes and turned to go back up the stairs, a sour expression still on his handsome face.

"Tough morning?"

"Your father made a comment about Theo's girlfriend," I explained with a small laugh. "He's pissy."

"Yeah, I saw that much."

"Well, it's not about him anyway. Have you signed your card for Stella yet?"

"Yep, I put her present with the rest of them. Is she up yet?"

"Should be getting dressed."

"Perfect, now I can harass her. Be back down in a minute."

"Don't be too rough, you know how your father is with her!" I called up the stairs as he tore up them.

"Darling, where are the kids?" Harry frowned as his head poked in the door. "Everything is ready out here."

"Okay, I'll get them," I smiled at him. "Just a second."

"Princess," he called as I started to turn away. "I love you, baby. And you look beautiful."

"Thank you," I laughed lightly. "I love you too."

He grinned and came inside, his arms already outstretched for me to snuggled into.

"Our life is so perfect," he mumbled into my shoulder. "I love you so much, it's insane."

"I love you more," I returned softly. I felt a huge happiness swelling inside me until it manifested itself in a deep blush, and a smile that just wouldn't go away. He was right, my life was absolutely perfect.

"Your sons are pestering your daughter right about now," I smiled, kissing his collarbone lightly before I watched him pull away and run up the stairs, his voice already yelling for his puppy. Dear god.

After a few moments they all ran down the stairs, Stella still hanging over Jude's shoulder as they cackled and played keep away from their dad. Lucky for them, Harry was laughing right along.

"Put me down!" Stella screamed as Theo cradled her like a baby and held her tightly so she couldn't escape. "Mum! Help me!"

"They're just playing around, baby," I smiled at her flushed face. "They love you."

"They're messing up my hair!"

"Why does it matter?" Jude gasped as they tried to catch their breaths. "It's just us, we can't tell the difference."

"I don't care about you dweebs," she hissed at them. "Alex is coming over in half an hour."

They all froze and looked at Harry, who was almost stewing with anger.

"Alex?" He let out tightly, his fists clenching as I bit my lip. "I thought you stopped talking to that asshole."

"Darling," I tried to assert weakly. "Don't-"

"He's not an a-hole!" Stella protested, her small arms crossing over her chest as she tried to look intimidating next to her father. "And it's my birthday. So don't ruin my day."

"Of-of course not, puppy," Harry attempted to smile. "It's...your day. Whatever you want, you can have it."

"Thank you," she frowned slightly.

"Come on, puppy, I have something for you," he grinned suddenly, grabbing her hand in his much larger one. "Come outside, please?"

"Yeah, whatever," she tried to suppress her smile, and failed. "After you, daddy."

We all trailed after them outside, where there was a beautiful, brand new white Mercedes with a giant pink bow tied on the top.

"Oh-oh my god," Stella gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. "Holy shit. Is this...?"

"It's all yours, baby," Harry answered proudly. "Go on, take it for a spin."

"Shotgun!" Jude yelled as the boys tousled with each other for front seat. "Get your fat ass away from me!"

"Language!" I shouted as Stella screeched out of the driveway and down our street.

"My baby is growing up," Harry murmured, wrapping his arm around my waist. "I miss her already."

"She's still her daddy's girl," I assured him with a laugh. "You should hear her tell her friends about you. She's so proud of you, Har."

"I don't like that boy," he frowned, squeezing my butt a little tighter than before. "Alex is trouble."

"I know," I replied sadly. "She has to figure that out for herself, baby. We have to let her grow up."

"I swear to god if he even tries to touch her-"

"I know Harry, I know," I smiled, kissing each of his knuckles softly. "You'll kick his ass."

THE NEXT PART IS THE LAST WTF

I'M SO EMOTIONAL ITS CRAZY

the next chapter will feature angry dad Harry and I'm so excited for you guys to read it lol

what do you think will happen?????

(There will be an epilogue a little later so technically there's two more parts but ya know)

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