"Harry, really. You didn't have to hire movers. We could have moved ourselves." I said as I watched a crew of 15 men bring in the boxes from the moving truck.

"Lou. It's already done. Just drop it already." He told me. I had been nagging him about it since he told me, which happened to be three days ago, when they showed up at my door to pack.

I rolled my eyes and kissed him quickly. "Thank you."

He wrapped his arms around me and pressed his lips to mine more passionately. "You're welcome."

Just then, Kayden ran into the living room, bouncing up and down like she's on a sugar high. "DADDY, DADDY! YOU NEED TO SEE MY ROOM! ITS HUGE!" She shouted. I couldn't tell if she was being louder, or if the vaulted ceilings and hardwood floors were just making her echo more.

"Alright princess. Let's go see your room." Harry said as he pulled me along towards Kayden's new room.

The first night was a little rough. The new surroundings made it hard for Kayden to fall asleep. However, after that she was back to her normal schedule. It took about three days to get everything unpacked. Luckily, we were still close enough that Kayden could stay in the same school she was already enrolled in. Living with Harry wasn't very different from what we were already doing, but knowing it was official and seeing all his stuff there made it so much more real.

It took two weeks, one week after we moved in, before Harry's in house studio was completed. It was absolutely amazing. Everything was clearly top of the line and he was really excited for it. It made it a lot easier for him to do his work from home, since there was no need for him to go to London to do any of his recording. He was making great progress with his album so I was glad that he wouldn't need to leave me any time soon due to restrictions of what he could and couldn't do at home.

We fell into a routine. Every day I would go to work and Harry would take Kayden to school. After that, he would come back to the house and work on his album. I would pick Kayden up on my way home and we'd get home to Harry preparing dinner. After we ate dinner around five, Harry would give Kayden a bath while I cleaned up. We started to have a bedtime movie every night, which almost always consisted of K falling asleep on one of us and being carried into her bed.

Everything was going really smoothly, until Kayden threw a wrench into everything about three weeks after we moved in.

"So how was school today Kayds?" I asked her.

"Good!" She said. "Madison has a new baby sister! She brought in pictures today. She is so cute!"

"That's great princess. Maybe one day I'll take you over to their house to meet her." I told her.

"Okay!" She agreed. It was silent for a couple more minutes until she spoke again. "When can I have a little brother or sister?" She asked and I started to cough as I choked on my water.

Harry and I looked at each other, not knowing how to handle this situation. I pleaded with my eyes for him to handle this because I really didn't know what say. Thankfully, he got the hint.

"Sweetheart, your dad and I will have to talk about that okay?" He told her.

"Okay! But maybe soon?!" She asked hopefully.

"Maybe. But we will have to talk about it." He repeated and wait what?!

I scowled at Harry as he tried very hard to avoid eye contact with me. I decided to wait to talk to him about it until after Kayden went to sleep, knowing it could very well turn into an argument. That night, when we finally got into our bedroom, I approached the subject.

"Uh excuse me, Harry?" I said, trying to keep my cool.

"Yes dear?" He replied sarcastically.

I took a deep breath. "Would you mind telling me why you told Kayden that we would talk about her having a sibling soon?"

"Well what else was I supposed to say Lou? Absolutely not? Crush her hopes? It isn't like we have ever discussed this topic so it wasn't really something I knew the answer to." He explained.

I paced back and forth around the room. "Well now what? We tell her that she's not having a baby brother or sister any time soon, if at all?! That isn't going to make her happy."

Harry walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders, stopping my pacing immediately. "Louis. Relax." He said and began leading me over to the bed. He sat down and pulled me into his lap. "Let's talk about this." I nodded and he continued. "Would you ever want to have more kids with me?" He asked hopefully.

I got instant butterflies in my stomach at the thought of Harry wanting to have more kids together. "Of course I would. I love you." I replied honestly. "I just, well, I'd like to be married first."

"We could go to the chapel tomorrow." He joked.

I chuckled. "Harry." I said as I lightly smacked his arm. "I don't want to move too fast. If we're meant to be together, then we will be together for a very long time. What's the rush?"

He smiled. "I know baby. I also know that we are truly meant to be together." He kissed my temple and wrapped his arms around me tightly. "If you want to be married first, then we will be married first. We will just tell Kayden that one day she will have a baby brother or sister."

"One day. That should hold her over for a bit." I said softly, melting into Harry's chest. "You'd really want to marry me tomorrow?"

"I'd marry you six months ago." He replied honestly. "I don't want to rush anything either babe, but if we're both sure we're meant to be together then we are simply living out our fate. I don't think it's possible to rush anything that's fate."

I giggled at how obnoxiously sappy he was being. "Alright you sap. You sound like a hallmark card." He threw his head back in laughter and then kissed my cheek. "I guess you're right though. There is no timing standards on love."

He nodded. "So does that mean we can go to the chapel tomorrow?!" He said hopefully.

"No!" I laughed. "And besides, that can't possibly be the way you propose to me."

"Why not?!" He asked faking outrage.

I smiled brightly. "Because you asked me to move in with you with a house full of roses and candles and the question sewn into silk. You need to top that."

He seemed to think for a second and then laughed. "Yeah, I really should have thought that one through." I nodded in agreement.

The rest of the night was spent joking around and cuddling so tightly you would think that one of us was going to war the next day. A couple days later, when Kayden brought up the idea of a sibling again, we sat her down.

"Kayden, angel." Harry said. "You're not going to have a baby brother or sister any time soon."

Her smile dropped. "But why not?" She asked sadly.

"Well" I started. "Papa and I want to be able to enjoy our little family for a bit first. We want to get married before having another baby. And besides, once his album is done, a few months later he will be back on tour."

"I don't want Papa to leave again." She said sadly.

"I know baby. I don't want him to leave again either, but let's not worry about that for a while." I told her.

She thought for a second and nodded. "You promise we will have baby in the family some day?" She asked.

"We promise love." Harry said. I nodded showing that I promise too and Kayden smiled brightly at that answer.

Later on, we went out and bought a Christmas tree with plenty of decorations to go with it. Christmas is only three weeks away, which means so is my birthday. Harry spent the entire time we were decorating asking me what I wanted. I consistently told him nothing, but of course that was never going to happen. Little did he know, I had everything I wanted right in front of me. The only thing I could think of was the one thing I couldn't stop thinking about since our talk the other night; a ring. But I wasn't going to tell him that. I refuse to ask to be proposed to. He will do it when he feels the time is right. Just knowing that he would marry me instantly if I said it's what I wanted, was enough to keep me happy.