Vampire Sides (Harry Styles)

Epiloque - 8th Anniversary.

PLEASE READ THE END RANT! ( LOL, enjoy the last chapter! i tried to make it as long as possible! and by the way, please be patient, because i rambled a lot in this chapter about trevor, so just read. ) :>

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~*~ Harry's POV ~*~

( 8 Years Later ~)

" Louis, no! You're spilling our dinner!, " Louis giggled as he tried to transfer the noodles into the huge bowl. Niall laughed hysterically, seeing Louis failing miserably and ended up making the noodles fell to the floor.

" You're going to clean that, right now!, " i said, trying to be strict and stern as possible, but seeing his cute face, i knew i'm going to clean it in the of the story.

" Harry... Pleaseee? i sighed in defeat. I grabbed the mop near the fridge and begin to sweep all the noodles and oil-stained tiles. I don't know why, but in the past years including raising Trevor, i've been surprisingly changed. From the cooking to waking up every morning to make a milk, it's always been my job. Not to blame anybody, but the boys had been really lazy and seriously, all they ever do was sleep and eat. And since Trevor was born, everybody begun to sleep again. After a huge break of the sleeping thing. I really need to sleep, especially to avoid myself thinking about her.

I really missed waking up early in the morning, walking sleepily with closed eyes to Trevor's room. Walking to the brown and black crib, gently humming a song to the small pal, until he fell asleep again. But i knew that's not going to lasted, so i strolled downstairs, switch on the lights, taking some time to rubbed my eyes and let them adjusted with the bright lights. With the walls that kept me stabled, i opened the cabinet, hand groping for the familiar milk jar.

Squirting a little bit of milk on my hand, checking if it was too hot for Trevor. Closing all the lights, climbing back the stairs was harder than it seems. Sometimes i was too sleepy that it took some time to find the switches. And i once tripped on the stairs, rolling down the stairs. It hurts pretty bad, but not for a long time. Once i entered the room, he started to cry, knowing the usual routine. Trevor knew i've got milk, that only by hearing the door creaks, he would started to scream. I patted him to sleep again, and put him again in the crib.

If he sleep again! Sometimes, after getting his dreamy milk, he wanted to play. And imagine, i was so sleepy, and this little pal asked me to play with him. And every time he stepped on my stomach, he would chuckled cutely. I faked a groan and this would make him even more happy. And this one night, Trevor grabbed my hand, and started to walk to the other lads room. He pointed to the door, and for the first time, i spent almost an hour, trying to figure out what does he mean.

Correction : Wake them up!

This can be a way of me getting my revenge done with the boys. Woke them up at 3 in the morning.

Excuse?

Trevor! Of course.

This one night, Trevor's room was loud at  4 in the morning, because all of the lads was in the room. Me and the lads ended up sleeping on Trevor's room. Niall and Louis on the couch, I was sitting on the baby chair, Louis and Liam on the ground. And when i opened my eyes, Trevor was sleeping in between Louis and Liam. We cancelled the interview that morning, and woke up again at 8 night. It was a crazy and exhausting day.