when harry styles and ivory brooklyn bump into each other at the met gala, they both find something, they never thought they'd have.
they build the cutest family and share incredible memories.
just a cute little story
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it's christmas eve. it's really late and i'm dancing around the kitchen with harry. we just said our last goodnights to anne and gemma, and i'm sure we'll be in bed soon, but right now this is nice.
i'm basically putting all my weight on harry as he sways us around. something i find so comforting. "you're beautiful." he kisses the top of my head.
"you make me so happy, harry." i'm so tired, but being in harry hold is everything. nothing can compare. i look up at him and pucker my lips and he leans down to meet them.
it started snowing this morning, so we went for a long walk in the snow, before getting a bunch of food ready and playing some board games.
anne's treating my like i'm her daughter and it makes me the happiest. i feel so comfortable here. i feel so at home.
michal, gemma's boyfriend, came by two days ago. he then went to spend some christmas time with his family, but he'll get here again early tomorrow morning.
"let's get to bed, pretty one." he smiles at me.
"mhmm." i nod, honestly just too tired and ready for bed to do anything. harry picks me up, and i could honestly fall asleep like this.
harry helps me get ready for bed and i fall down on the bed right away. "i'm so tired." i squirm to get closer to him.
"i know, baby. just fall asleep, yeah? see you christmas morning."
"you're perfect." i whisper.
"i love you." he whispers back.
harry
it's christmas morning.
last night i went downstairs again and set up a bunch of gifts, i want this christmas to be perfect for ivy.
i can hear my mum getting food ready downstairs. yesterday we went and got cinnamon buns, we've got a turkey and i'm sure my mums making pancakes, eggs and bacon right now.
ivy's resting in my hold and i slowly start brushing through her hair with my fingers.
"sing for me please." she moves around in my hold.
i chuckle at her random demand. "merry christmas baby. i love you."
ivy pushes her head up to look at me, she smiles and i lean in to kiss her.
"merry christmas, harry." another kiss.
"so what do i sing?" i smirk, my eyes completely focused on her gorgeous face.
"i would ask for a christmas song, but golden sounds so good right now."
i chuckle at her cute words again, before whispering the lyrics just for her. "golden, golden, golden as i open my eyes." i continue, until we end up in a little make out session.
"cmon pretty girl, let's get dressed."
we were actually gonna stay in pajamas, but because michals gonna be here soon and a bunch of my mums friends will be over around lunch, we decide to get dressed.
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