"(Y/N), listen baby, Harry is the father of your children, you can't keep pushing this dilemma away," She rubbed your cheek, "Now lets go and have a fun time." 
                          
The group consisted of your mom and her best friend, Anne and her husband, Gemma and her boyfriend, your brother and his boyfriend, the kids and Harry. Your family.
                          
Harry being the celebrity he is got a private jet to fly out to Vail, a ski resort in Colorado. You helped the kids make their fortress of pillows, it was tradition every time you guys fly. 
                          
   "Hey," Harry smiled as you took pictures of the kids sleeping. 
                          
   "Hey," You sat down, pulling your glasses onto your head, going through the shots. "We need to talk," Harry sat in front of you. 
                          
    "You think?" 
                          
    "I'm sorry." He breathes out locking eyes with you. 
                          
You put your camera down on the table, "You filed for divorce 2 months ago with no explanation and then you leave. You wouldn't answer my calls and you didn't even come see your kids. I had to keep up with you through social media and those stupid gossip shows. And now you come back from the dead to accompany us on this ski trip in hopes of what? To say you're sorry? To recuperate your family? Or to end it all, for good." 
                          
  Harry slumped in his seat, running his hand through his hair, "I'm so sorry for causing so much pain on the kids and especially on you." 
                          
  "Especially me?!" You furrowed your eyebrows, "Harry, I had to explain to Stevie why her daddy was out with another woman who wasn't her mother; she saw you with different women every week for 2 months straight and she cried because she thought she wasn't good enough because her dad would rather spend his time with those women and not her. She's only 5 but she caught on, Harry." 
                          
He turned to face Stevie as she laid peacefully in the middle of her brothers. "I had to explain to Ryan and Eli why their father wasn't there to pick them up at school. Or why there father wasn't there for sports day, they would see you on social media partying."
                          
   "If you want nothing to do with this family anymore, so be it." You crossed your arms, "My mother raised me by herself and I turned out just fine, I can raise these 3 angels on my own like I have for the past 2 months." 
                          
    "As soon as we return I promise you, Harry, that I'll sign those papers and you'll be a free man with no responsibilities. I promise," You let out a breath you didn't even realize you were holding in. Harry ran his fingers through his hair, "Thats not what I want." 
                          
     "I don't want to talk about this anymore," You got up and carefully crawled into the fortress, wrapping your arm around your 3 kids, they all nuzzled closer towards you. "I love you my babies," You whispered as you drifted to sleep. 
                          
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 It was family tradition to go skiing in Vail and the kids were excited to snowboard and ski. Harry was staying in your hotel room while the kids had their own. 
                          
   Your heart dropped when you realized there was only one bed for the both of you. "I'll sleep on the couch," Harry laid both your luggage in the corner and walked through the connected door to the kids' room. 
                          
   "Are you little monkeys ready to go skiing?" He screamed as the kids jumped up and down, "Yes!" they chanted back. 
                          
After a full day of skiing and an amazing dinner, you and Harry put the kids to sleep. "I can't wait to go tomorrow," Ryan smiled, "I think I want to try snowboarding with Mom," Eli took his glasses off putting them on the nightstand. "Oh! Me too!" Stevie clapped. 
                          
Harry chuckled kissing all three of them on the cheek, "Get some rest babies, we have a day filled with fun tomorrow." 
                          
   "Goodnight daddy," they all sang. 
                          
Harry walked through the door and into your room, "I'm not going to close this door." 
                          
    You shook your head, "Just in case one of them has a bad dream or something." 
                          
    "I'll be here to fight off any monsters under there bed," Harry yawned laying down on the couch, "Just give me a call."
                          
    "Harry," You sat up in bed and watched him as he turned to you, "You can come sleep up here." 
                          
   "Really?" His eyes lit up, "Are you sure?" 
                          
   "Yeah, um, because the couch will make your back hurt and you need to help me teach the kids how to snowboard tomorrow so I need your whole body." 
                          
He smirked, "I can give you my whole body now." 
                          
You laughed and rolled your eyes, "You know what I mean. You better get in now before I change my mind." 
                          
Harry practically jumped into the bed, you heart began to pound when you realized how dangerously close you were. He ran his thumb on your cheek and down to your lip, "You're the most beautiful human being I have ever laid my eyes on." 
                          
    "I still can't believe you're the mother of my children," Harry studied your face as if it was art, "I remember having the biggest crush on you when you first started working with One Direction. Liam asked you to dinner once and you declined him." 
                          
    "It's because I had a crush on you, loser." You smiled poking his nose. 
                          
     "Remember when Ryan was born and we raised him like Simba in the Lion King?" 
  
      "And it became tradition with all the kids, even if I just pushed a human being out of my vagina you still managed to make me laugh." 
                          
He chuckled, rubbing his arm over your stomach causing goosebumps throughout your body. "3 kids later and you're still as fit as the first time I met you." 
                          
    "Harry," You sighed, "What happened?" 
                          
    "What do you mean baby?" 
                          
    "One moment your filing for divorce and the next you're calling me the most beautiful human being."
                          
      "I was stupid, (Y/N), a fucking idiot. After One Direction I felt like I wasn't fit." 
                          
       "Harry, you left your family. Your beautiful kids and me." 
                          
A tear rolled down your cheek and you quickly wiped it away, "Did you really sleep with all those women you were photographed with?" 
                          
His beautiful green eyes lost their spark as he wouldn't make eye contact with you, "I'm sorry (Y/N)." 
                          
You nodded your head, gritting your teeth so the tears wouldn't fall. You turned over, hiding your face in the pillows. 
                          
    "I don't deserve a second chance, or anything at all. I don't deserve this perfect family or you, you're the most caring person I have ever met. But please baby, this will never happen again." 
                          
     "We'll take it slow." You mumbled, finally facing him, "I can't just forgive you easily. What am I showing my kids? Stevie? That a man can treat her the way he wants and she has to let him off the hook every time? No. Hell no." 
                          
     "Hell no," He whispered, "You're still wearing your ring." 
                          
His lips were dangerously close, "I love you baby." 
                          
   "I love you Harry."