*Eight Months Later*
Well, current life staus: Happily married, two kids, Darcy and Danny, working as One Direction's stage manager, and completely swamped with work. Madison helped me quite a lot, bless her little heart, and I could call her whenever. Harry and I, for the first time since my pregnancy, to a party. Harry's mom is watching the kids, but I'm so nervous! I mean, they're only one tomorrow!
"Babe, would you mind?" Harry throws me a pair of pants.
"No problem. So, I thought maybe we'd call and check up on Darcy and Danny every hour or so."
"No!" Harry comes over and puts his arms around my waist. "We're going to have fun."
"Harry, they just started walking! What if Danny falls down the stairs or Darcy falls off a bed?"
"Hey," He puts his hand under my chin. "They are going to be fine. I promise." He gives me a gentle kiss on the lips and then takes his pants that I untangled for him.
At the party.
I look around and see everyone and everything, thinking of how influencing this would be to Danny and Darcy, which I can't stop worrying about.
I walk behind a post out by the pool and dial a number.
Call with Harry's Mom, Anne.
"Hello?" I hear her voice.
"Hey! How're the kids?"
"Bridget, you need to stop calling."
"I'm sorry. If Danny cries give him his blanket and if Darcy cries turn on Harry's CD for her, she loves it. Oh! How's Brady behaving?" Brady is our new dog, a Border Collie.
"He's tiddled a few times, but it's ok. Bye!"
"Ok, bye." I hang up and find Harry. "Harry, I'm ready, Honey." To my surprise, he knods and takes my hand.
"We're home!" I shout out. Darcy walks quickly around the corner, red curly hair flopping and green eyes glistening. "Hey, Beautiful!" Bridget says as she picks Darcy up. Danny, my little twin, comes around the corner. I kneel down and bring him toward me.
"Hey, Dandan!" I hold out a fist, waiting for his. He seems to like this more than a hug. I pick him up and we walk into the living room and see Mum. "Hey, Mum!" I smile and put Danny in his crib so he doesn't get in trouble.
Brady comes in the room, jumping on the couch.
"Brady! Down!" Bridget calls. He gets off the coach and sits on the floor.
I take Darcy and put in in the crib with Danny so we can relax a bit.
"You two go up to bed, you look tired." Mum looks at me, eyes full of concern.
We're both very tired so I take Bridget's hand and lead her up to bed.
"I'm so tired." She says.
We lay in bed and fall asleep after our kiss.