Harry took the kids on a walk, I decided it would be nice for them to have some time alone. They've become so accustomed to having me around all the time, I fear they're not getting enough bonding time as a family. As much as Harry tells me I'm a part of the family now, it's still important for them to spend time with just them.

20 minutes of them being away, I found myself in Harry's music room, my fingers grazed over the piano keys. It was weird, it felt foreign. It has been so long since I've actually played. Guitar was always my choice of instrument but Piano always had a special place in my heart. There was something about it that was so.. delicate.

I took a deep breathe and pressed my fingers down onto the keys. The room was instantly filled with the melodic tune. I smiled and continued to run my fingers across the keys, playing nothing in particular besides what my fingers chose to play.

"It's like riding a bike." My fingers slammed down onto the keys as I jumped in the seat. I turned around and saw Harry standing at the door giggling at how easily scared I got. A discovery that he has been using against me for the past week.

"Harry! I'm gonna have to start putting a bell on you or something. Always scaring me." I sighed, turning back to the keys, trying to catch my breath. I heard him walk towards me and I felt his head dip down next to my ear.

"Like a collar?" He whispered, sending shivers down my spine. I shot him a glare and shook my head. But the dirty thought didn't leave my mind and I was left clenching my legs tights. Harry chuckled lowly, placing the softest kiss onto my neck.

"Play me something, love." Harry sat next to my on the small bench.

I instantly starting playing "River Flows in You" the first piece I mastered since I loved it so much. Harry stilled my hands quickly though.

"As much as I love that song.. I'd like to hear something by you..?" Harry asked, an eyebrow raised. I took a deep breathe, pondering what I could possibly play him. I opted for the least embarrassing and cringey song.

I've been holding my breath

I've been counting to ten

Over something you said

I've been holding back tears

While you're throwing back beers

I'm alone in bed

I kept my eyes closed as I sang. Harry would listen to the lyrics and they would sync in his head. He would understand the pain and struggles I felt when I wrote the song.

You know I, I'm afraid of change

Guess that's why we stay the sameSo tell me to leave

I'll pack my bags, get on the road

Find someone that loves you

Better than I do, darling, I know

'Cause you remind me every day

I'm not enough, but I still stay

Feels like a lifetime

Just trying to get by while we're dying inside

I've done a lot of things wrong

Loving you being one

But I can't move on

You know I, I'm afraid of change

Guess that's why we stay the sameSo tell me to leave

I'll pack my bags, get on the road

Find someone that loves you

Better than I do, darling, I know

'Cause you remind me every day

I'm not enough, but I still stay

If you want me to leave

Then tell me to leave and baby I'll goYou remind me every day

I'm not enough, but I still stay

My fingers stilled and I let out a breathe, letting my eyes flutter open. Harry was staring at me intently. I finally worked up the nerve to look him in the eyes. I couldn't read his expression, he stared at me, his lips slightly parted but nothing came out of his mouth.

"Harry?" I asked, my voice was timid.

"You wrote that?" He finally spoke. I nodded my head slowly. I kept my head down, but Harry placed his finger on my chin and lifted my face to look at him. He didn't say anything else, he just pushed his lips onto mine. Relief filled my body and I pressed my lips against his.

"You are enough." He whispered. "And I promise, I'm never going to want you to leave." He said before pressing another kiss to my lips.

I felt calm. I felt relaxed. I felt accepted. I just let Harry into a very deep and personal part of my life. The song alone encapsulated how I felt during my relationship with Scott. I stayed with Scott, no matter how much he hurt me, no matter how much he belittled me, I knew he was so wrong and so bad for me. But I made myself stay, because who would I be if I wasn't with Scott?

"Come on, the kids are waiting for you." He got up from the seat and held his hand out for my to grab. I smiled at him and let him pull me out the room. In the living room was the usual set up for our typical movie night, but the kids were nowhere to be found.

"Where are the kids?" I looked around the room, not even hearing the usual shouts from Penelope.

"I dropped them off at their grandmas for the night." Harry grinned pushing me to sit down onto the couch, happy with himself that he tricked me into thinking the kids were actually waiting for me. He ran to the kitchen and grabbed a tray of food and placed it on the coffee table, doing the same with drinks and some snacks.

"I just wanted to spend some time with you, love." Harry settled down next to me. I smiled widely at him.

"And she's okay with it?" I asked, he just nodded his head.

"She always complains about not seeing the kids so, there she goes." Harry shrugged and turned on the tv, flipping through the movie titles on the screens. I smiled and cuddled into Harry's side, his arm slung over my shoulder.

It's nice being able to spend time with Harry alone, it's something we don't get to do often so I'm going to soak up this night as much as I can. We settled on Thor Ragnorak, the superior Marvel movie.

We ate as we watched, not really paying too much attention to the movie as we talked constantly throughout the whole thing.

Eventually in the midst of watching the movie, Harry laid on his back and I laid on top of him, trying my best not to crush him with my weight. He ran his hand up and down my spine in a very soothing way. He gave me no choice but to completely melt into him.

We were a perfect fit.

I sighed contently, letting my eyes close a little. I took in everything I could in this moment, the way Harry smelled, the way his fingers felt on my back, the warmth I felt from his body, the things I would do to stay in this moment forever.

I lifted my head to look at Harry, his head was turned towards the screen but he looked at me as soon as I shifted in position.

"You alright?" He asked softly. I just nodded my head with a smile, scooting up and bringing my face close to his. "If you're gonna kiss me, do it." He smirked. I rolled my eyes at him and he grabbed the back of my head and pushing his lips to mine.

A squeal left my mouth and I laughed as he continued to kiss my lips over and over again. His lips melted onto mine and our small kiss quickly turned into a small make out session. His hands started to roam my body, landing on my butt.

"Is this okay?" He asked. I nodded my head and pushed my lips back down onto his greedily. "Use your words, love."

"Yes, just touch me." I groaned, pushing my lips onto his firmly. He chuckled but nonetheless kissed me back with just as much force, squeezing my butt softly. My hands clung to his chest firmly, wanting to feel his body.

The sound of the doorbell going off forced us to pull away from each other.

A groan instantly left both of our lips, I sat up and pulled my body away from Harry's.

"Are you expecting anyone?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him. He shook his head no as he stood up, adjusting his pants and fixing his hair. He walked to the door and I walked slightly behind him.

He looked through the peephole and another groan instantly left his mouth as his head fell back.

"Open the door, fucker. We heard that." A voice shouted. Harry swung the door open and there stood 3 men.

"Harreh!!!!" One of them shouted instantly putting their arms around him. They all did a mini group hug and greeted one another. I stood in the back, unsure of what I'm supposed to do in this situation.

Harry and I haven't talked about friends and what we would introduce each other as, hell we have yet to talk about what we are. We were still living untitled in our relationship.

"And who do we have here?" The shorter one of the group asked. "I'm Louis, this is Niall and this is Liam."

"I'm Anastasia." I smiled, sticking my hand out for them to shake one by one.

"And you're Harry's...." He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Girlfriend." Harry cut me off before I could say anything. My eyes widened and my head whipped to face him immediately.

Girlfriend?!