ALEXANDRA

"Good morning sunshine! How's Mummy's girl this fine morning!" I crooned as I took Scarlett out from her portable crib.

As she began to coo animatedly, I looked at her in plain amusement. "I know right?" I played along, Scarlett clapped her chubby hands together happily, causing me to chuckle and kiss the tip of her button nose repeatedly.

"You're happy today, aren't you, my love?" I cooed , delivering yet another series of kisses to her little forehead.

"Why don't we go wake up uncle Ni and uncle Zee? I bet they'll like that." I giggled mischievously, adjusting Scarlett in my arms as I tip toed out of my room with Scarlett and into the living room where both lads were passed out on the blow up mattress.

I placed Scarlett between them, making sure she wouldn't fall over, then stepped back, smirking widely.

"Go on baby girl. Wake up your uncles." I murmured cheekily, causing Scarlett to shriek excitedly.

Bingo.

"What happened!?" Niall gasped, sitting up straight on the mattress. He looked around the room, as if trying to see where the damage was, but (obviously) found nothing.

"What's going on?" Zayn yawned sitting up as well, not seeming to notice Scarlett sitting next to him, chewing on what I'm guessing was one of their phones.

"Oh nothing. Just little Scarlett almost gave uncle Niall a heart attack. But other than that, everything's good." I assured, laughing loudly at both of their facial expressions.

"Oh so it was you all along, eh?" Niall smirked down at Scarlett. She gave him a toothless grin as she continued to gum over the mobile phone she had in her possession.

"Good job boo!" Zayn praised, scooping Scarlett up in his arms and hugging her to his chest gently. Scarlett whined, when she noticed where she was.

"Oh oh..." I giggled into the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

Scarlett had managed to turn her body so she could rut her mouth against Zayn's neck. As Zayn's eyes widened, Niall began to laugh hysterically, I wasn't far behind with my own laughter.

"Sorry about that, Zaynie. I'll take her now to feed her." I cackled, standing up to go and get my now whining girl.

"We'll be back. I'm just going to feed her." I said, before disappearing into my room so I could feed my baby. Scarlett soon went from whining to crying in a matter of seconds.

"Oh lovely, shh. Don't cry my love, Mummy's going to feed you now angel. Shh." I soothed delicately.

I lifted up my sweatshirt and positioned Scarlett in a laying position in my arms so she could nurse comfortably. As soon as her tiny mouth was close to my breast, she latched onto my sore nipples and began to guzzle down her meal.

She made little suckling noises every once in a while, whilst she ate. I looked down at her, observing her now droopy eyes fondly.

"You're so gorgeous monkey. Mummy loves you so much." I cooed, kissing her little forehead. Scarlett continued to eat, staring up at me with sleepy eyes the whole time.

I must've been sitting on the bed with Scarlett for quite some time, because next thing I know, Harry is appearing by the archway of the door, an ambivalent look to his face.

"Um, Zayn told me to come check if you needed anything..." Harry mumbled awkwardly, his hands fidgeting against his pockets.

I stared at him, not knowing what to say because I wasn't really expecting him of all people to come check on me and my daughter.

"Uh- you can have a seat on the vanity's chair, if you'd like." I offered shyly, motioning to the white vanity in the right side of the room.

Harry huffed our a deep breath as he walked over toward the vanity, pulling out the chair and sitting on it with his phone already in hand.

Dear lord, what have I gotten myself into?

HARRY

Zayn called me at an ungodly hour of the morning and told me to meet him and Niall down in Alex's room, after having a not so pleasant argument with the Bradford lad, I got out of bed and made my way to Alexandra's room.

The minute I stepped foot in the hotel room, Niall and Zayn sent me to her room to check if she needed any help or some shit like that. I didn't bother listen to them talk so I just nodded my head so they would shut up and leave me alone.

When I reached her bedroom, I caught sight of her sitting on the bed with the little girl attached on her breast. Alexandra had her attention focused solely on the tiny girl's face. Clearing my throat quietly, I made my presence known.

"Um, Zayn told me to come check if you needed anything..." I mumbled, my hands fidgeting inside my pockets.

God I'm such an idiot.

She looked up from where she was feeding the kid to lock gaze with me.

"Uh- you can have a seat on the vanity's chair, if you'd like." She stammered softly, motioning to the white vanity on the right side of the room.

Hugging a deep breath, I walked toward the vanity and pulled out the chair, sitting on it with my phone already in hand.

It was clear that neither of us were going to say anything, so I busied myself with my phone whilst she continued to feed the little girl in her arms. I have to admit though, it's kind of sad to see how awkward we are around each other when months before this was not our usual behaviour around one another. Snapping out of my thoughts, I let my eyes travel around the bedroom, only for them to land on Alexandra's exposed chest.

I tried to move my gaze from her bare breasts, but failed miserably. Her breasts were always one of my weaknesses. The first one being her eyes.

"How come you still breastfeed her?" I questioned to try and get rid of the uncomfortable silence looming over my shoulders.

Alexandra tore her eyes away from the little girl and looked at me instead. "She's just seven months old, she can still be nursed, even though some babies prefer formula. I can breastfeed her up until she's almost two years old. They usually recommend doing it up until two years old. And if I want to, I can stop then. ." She explained gently, to which I nodded in understanding.

"Oh, that's cool. I ask because I remember Lou hadn't nursed Lux till that age. I think she did it up until Lux turned five months." I commented, my awkwardness from before vanishing slightly as Alexandra and I conversed.

"And it's normal. Some babies prefer to take formula, like I said before. Others can't really nurse because their Mums either can't produce enough milk, or don't produce any at all." She added, her eyes trailing down to stare at the tiny baby that was being fed by her body.

"You think you'll be breastfeeding up until she turns two?" I teased lightly, Alexandra's cheeks blushing a soft pink.

"I'll be doing it until she doesn't want to breastfeed anymore, to be honest. If she stops at two, or if she stops later on than two, then so be it. I won't mind, in fact, I like knowing that my baby still prefers to be fed by me than from a bottle. It's comforting in a way." Alexandra stated, her tone of voice bursting with fondness as she spoke about the little baby that was still attached to her breast.

I smiled warmly at that.

"And she's done eating." Alexandra chuckled before I could say anything else. My eyes then moved their focus to the little girl who was being laid over her mother's shoulder to be burped.

"I'll just be going then. I'll tell Zayn you're almost done in here with the baby." I announced, standing up from the chair and stretching my arms over my head.

"Okay. Thank you, Harry." Alexandra nodded, smiling shyly at me, her eyes swimming with unshed emotions.

Humming in acknowledgement, I waved goodbye at her as I left her room.

"Took you long enough in there. What did you do?" Zayn was quick to accuse the second he saw me walk into the living room where him and Niall where eating breakfast.

"I've not done anything. We literally sat in there and talked about boobs; ask Alexandra if you don't believe me. Anyway, I came to tell you Alexandra is almost done with the baby, she's just burping her." I huffed, watching as Zayn eyed me weirdly.

"If I ask her and she tells me otherwise, you're dead mate." He threaten, his hazel eyes glaring at me intensely.

Rolling my eyes in slight amusement, I made to walk out of the hotel room.

"I'm prettified."

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ZAYN

"Where is it at?"  I laughed in amusement as I stared at the blonde haired little girl. Louis and Alex chuckled, Lux giggled, pointing behind me.

"There!" She squealed happily. I shook my head playfully, pretending like I didn't have what she wanted.

"I don't see it babes," I chuckled, looking behind me, though I had exactly what she wanted; my phone.

"Uncle Zayn!" Lux whined loudly, causing Louis and Alex to guffaw at Lux's actions. I beamed cheekily. "Alright, alright. Here," I smirked teasingly, handing Lux my phone.

"Thank you!" She giggled happily, rushing towards her father's lap.

Once I made sure Lux was in fact playing a game, I turned my attention back to Louis and Alexandra who were talking about tonight's concert.

"At what time does the show start?" Alex asked as she rested back against her seat. Louis wrapped his right arms around Alex's shoulder, pulling her against his side.

"We have to be at the stadium at five. The show starts around eight thirty." Louis told the dark haired girl who nodded.

Whilst we continued to chat about the concert, Liam and Sophia waltzed into the deck of the hotel room, arguing over who got to hold little Scarlett who didn't seem the least bit fazed over her uncle's bantering.

"Sophia, you've literally had her with you all day, it's my turn to hold her!" Liam whined after his girlfriend who shook her head as she carried Scarlett in her arms.

"No!" Sophia laughed, sitting down on my left side and placing Scarlett on her lap so the little girl was facing forward.

"You're so mean to me." Liam pouted plopping down besides me, only on my right side.

Sophia only grinned. "I am aren't I?" She mocked her boyfriend playfully. Liam broke out into a goofy smile as he heard Sophia's mocking tone.

"I'm mad at you." He spat, though he didn't really show any signs of being mad at the young girl sitting opposite side of him.

"Of course you are." Sophia scoffed absentmindedly which caused Alex to giggle and scoot toward to high five Sophia.

"Not you too!" Liam huffed jokingly toward Alexandra who had leaned back to rest against Louis' chest.

"Idiot." I laughed, flicking his forehead gently.