A/N: Chapter 50 is the last chapter of the story, I take my words back BECAUSE the biggest culprit of the story is yet to reveal.

I look at the calender in front of me and sigh. It's Christmas, the day Jesus Christ was born, so was unlucky I as per as my history of celebrating birthday says.

"Happy morning to you, happy morning to......." I look at Olivia and Diana who have suddenly entered into the room singing a song which is going over my head.

"You fool! This should be happy birthday to you! You just ruined all my hard works like Kiwi throws up!" Diana yells looking at Olivia.

"Cmon you're the one who was singing wrong with me because you don't even know the difference between right and wrong." Olivia tells flipping her hair.

"Oh really I was supporting you so you won't feel bad and..........."

"Hey hey, girls!" I stand up from my bed and walk to them. "I loved your song hmm? Don't quarrel please. Have you noticed how close your mom and Harry is as siblings? How much your favorite uncle, Michael loves me? Believe me, sibling goals are the best." I nod cupping their cheeks.

"No father and daughter goals are the best. Because daddy said that he can do anything for me." Diana pouts and Olivia nods.

"Yeah, your daddy is right." I nod, "Dads can do anything, anything." I blink swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Doesn't your daddy say you the same thing Snow mommy? That he'll do anything for you? Like daddy learnt cooking for us when Gemma mommy wasn't with us?"

My heart drops down and my smiles fades away hearing Diana's question.

Wish I could tell these two that I've lost the two precious gift of my life, one fortunately and the other one unfortunately. A drop of tear rolls down from my eyes before I could stop it.

"Uncle Harry told us not to do anything which hurts or shocks Snow mommy. I think we've already done that! Now Harry is going to ban us from eating vanilla cupcake for one day I'm sure! He's so Jack for Snow mommy! His heart will go on and onnnnn." Olivia whispers so loud in Diana's ear being panicked that I could hear her so easily.

"Diana, Olivia! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Gemma enters into the room, flashing her signature smile looking at me.

"Merry Christmas and.......happy birthday." Gemma plants a kiss on my temple.

"Thanks, Merry Christmas Gemma." I smile welcoming her with a warm hug.

"How are you feeling today?" Gemma asks pushing me away gently.

"Good. Are you going somewhere?" I ask noticing the purse hanging on her shoulder.

"Yeah, we ran out of wrapping papers, Kiwi ate them. This kitten of Harold is just like him, messy. Still he treats Kiwi better than me!" Gemma rolls her eyes, laughing.

"He has gotten more sensitive after the day she got pregnant." I chuckle lightly. "Where's Harry by the way? I haven't seen him for a long time." I ask hesitantly.

"Oh he has been so busy with Louis for the Christmas tree decoration. I saw Louis hanging the jingle balls with his ears when I was coming here! This boy needs to grow up!" Gemma laughs showing me a picture of Louis and Harry in front of the tree.

Louis is wired with the decorating lights, two red balls hanging with his ears. Harry is looking annoyingly at him with his hands on hips. I see two people on the sofa beside on the same picture. It's just Zayn cuddled up on Liam's thighs while Liam's sleepy head is tossed back, leaned against the sofa gently.

"I wanna frame this picture." I giggle lightly, "This picture is too cute."

"We'd take a cuter one tonight. I'll catch you later sweety, I need to buy the wrapping paper urgently." Gemma coos and I nod.

Diana, Olivia and Gemma walks out of the room, leaving me alone. I walk to the window and sit on the frame. It has become my favorite place since I have been here.

I look through the window and the scene in front of me fills my heart with tears. Diana and Olivia are walking towards Niall's car. Diana sitting on her father's shoulders and Olivia jumping and walking beside him, grabbing her father's hand. Gemma walks towards them and they all take a family selfie. Niall notices me and waved his hand at me. I smile and wave my hand back.

People say what you need in life when you've a bunch of good friends? I have a number of good souls who'd even sacrifice their life for me. But still there's a hollow, a deep hollow inside my chest because I don't have parents. Maybe they say so because they already have a family. Family and friends can never replace one other. You'd always feels deep hollow in your heart in either of their absence, doesn't matter how heavy the other side is.

Here I help Anne to do dishes during dinner, join Robin in gardening every afternoon. It feels so much of home when I sit between Michael and Gemma while watching movie altogether, Louis trying to make sure of his appearance by throwing popcorns at everyone. There's always a crowdy environment in this warm Styles home and that sound is my new favorite music.

Harry's P. O. V

"I'm telling y'all that I'm going to fuck........" Language Harry language and you obviously can't fuck everyone present here now, "I'm going to kill every single one of you if she gets shocked instead of surprised because of this freaking birthday surprise!" I frown looking at everyone.

"Mate, I understand you. But trust me, she's the most valuable thing in my life and I bet she'd keep jumping on bed." Michael, Snow's elder brother and at the same time Sarah's boyfriend, tells patting my shoulders.

"Okay." I nod pressing my lips in a line.

I was so happy when Sarah sent a picture of her and Michael to me, saying that it's her boyfriend. I am glad that she finally moved on from me. I enter into the room first and my heart twists watching the girl sitting on the edge of the window in front of me, her long untied hair messily falling down her chest. Her legs are pulled together, wrapped by her hands, looking blankly at her rib full of scars.

I tiptoe towards her and wrap her waist with my arms from the back, sitting on the window frame behind her, my legs stretched both on her sides. I squeeze her softly when a weak giggle skips from her lips and nuzzle my head in the crook of her neck. My fireplace.

"Someone forgot that there's a girl named Snow who lives in the same house where kiwi lives." She pouts looking at me over her shoulders when her nose is just a inch away from mine.

"Let's go downstairs, I've baked your favorite vanilla cupcakes for your birthday. Though I make it everyday but I was too busy to do something special babe. I'm sorry. I'd make it up for you later." I lie and she half smiles, pecking my lips.

"You forgot? Smile when you're thankful and kiss when you're sorry, it's our thingy, well your thingy." She rises her eyebrows looking at me seriously.

"Oh yeah." I chuckle lightly.

People say that let it go. If that belonged to you, it'd come back to you - they were actually right. I let her go and the whole world conspired to bring her back to me through thick and thin. She was my first crush, first kiss, first love, first everything. She's the beginning of me. How lucky I'm as I guy who got her childhood crush as life partner!

Life partner?

Oh shit!

I came here for what?

"Babe let's go!" I stand up and then pull her up by hands.

We both walk downstairs and then take her to the garden where everyone is waiting. As soon as we step in the garden, everyone starts to sing Happy Birthday, clapping.

Louis, Summer and I have decorated the whole garden with floating balloons and lanterns. In the middle there is a table full of cupcakes, maybe two hundred as far as I remember.

I look at Snow who's covering her mouth with both of her hands, the corner of her eyes heavy. I turn her around to look at me and cup her cold cheeks. She keeps staring at me for a moment before blinking away the tears.

"Happy Birthday, Snow Rachel Clifford." I tell pressing my lips on hers, failing to make it for a short time.

I manage to pull my lips away from hers when I hear Mani dramatically clearing her throat. I roll my eyes at her and laugh at the same time. I'm happy that Snow has Mani. She's the jolliest lady I've ever met. Louis told me that he suspects his father has a crush on her and he has no complaints against it.

"Happy Birthday little sister." Michael walks towards her and cups her shoulders before she presses her cheeks against Michael's chest.

Michael wraps his arms firmly around her and nods looking at me, smiling. I chuckle lightly and shrug my shoulders when he mouth me thank you. This family is so thankful even in the tiniest situations.

"Harry wants to say you something." Michael smirks looking at me, pushing Snow away from the hug gently.

Oh no, not now, not now. I have rehearsed this thing for a countless time standing in front of the mirror but it's not as easy as it sounds like.

I'm not afraid, I'm ready.

But still there's something which is not working.

"What?" Snow turns around at me and I look around just to get more nervous finding everyone's eyes on us, specially on me.

Great.

"Snow.........." I take a step forward tucking my hands deep in my jeans pocket and look down. "Snow I know I've been a dic......" I cut myself realizing that Olivia and Diana are also the viewers. "I've been so cruel to you many times, many times I've been the reason of your tears. I can't erase those sad memories which haunts you but I surely would be the one to stop them from occurring again. Okey no it's not my way!" I sigh looking at Michael who taught me a longbows essay.

I want to ask her in my way, in our way. I see as her mouth opens and closes for twice, shrugging her shoulders lightly. She steps forward, her chest falling and rising heavily as a nervous smile slightly crooked on her dry lips.

"I do." She whispers leaning her forehead against mine, gazing into my eyes with her blue ones.

If I never saw her eyes so intensely, I would've never known fire would look so mesmerizing if it was blue, like her eyes.

"And I do but...................................can I marry you for one more time Miss Clifford? I mean successfully, unlike last time." I smirk cupping her blushed cheeks.

"Only once, Luke?" She smirks back keeping her hands on my lower back.

"Only once Rachel, no more running away." I nod, my forehead still touching hers as I kiss her again avoiding everyone's coos.

She's with me and she's mine. She was mine before, she's mine now and nothing can stop me from making her mine after, nothing.