Harry and you had been dating since secondary school and your family adored him, especially your younger brother who was 7 years old.

He had been going to football every week because ou and Harry took him to his matches and training.

He loved it, constantly smiling when you went to pick him up, just like today.

Harry parked his car outside of your mam's house before you two got out, it was barely 9 in the morning but it was your job every saturday.

Your little b rother was sat on the couch with his bag and tablet, in his kit ready to go when you and Harry walked in.

He skipped past you and ran straight to Harry, hugging him with a grin

"Ready to go, little man?" Harry asked, messing up your brother's hair

He nods and says goodbye to your parents before rushing out to the car, getting himself buckled in whilst you and Harry wal back and get in too.

"God, he's more excited every week" Harry says to you.