Living The Dream (Adopted By Harry Styles)

Best Friends pt 1

Ok so I don't know what to do with babies so I'm just going to
fast forward it 3 years lol, so Taylor is now 3 years old. A pic of her outfit is up there.^^-Troy -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Harry's POV
3 years later
Today I have to go to the studio at 3 pm for our 6th album. One Direction has slowed down a wee bit, but still have a lot of fans.

I get up and walk to Taylor's room. She was soundly asleep and cuddling a bear I got her a long time ago. She has grown up to be a mature toddler, but still has her moments. "Tay, it's time to get up." I whispered, while shaking her lightly.

The last 3 years have been hard for us. It consisted of Rachel and Eric trying to talk to us and trying to came into Taylor's life. Taylor Swift was also around, but she just didn't like my Taylor that much, so she wasn't a match for me. It also consisted of me crying because I didn't know how I was going to raise a child, but I figured out I just need to be a good role model. That was our 3 years together.

"Come on, baby lets go out today." I tried to persuade her. But she wouldn't budge. "I guess, the tickle monster has to come." I saw a smile on Taylor's face as she pretended to still be asleep.

I attacked her with tickles. "I'm up, I'm up." She screamed in a fit of laughter. "Good, what do you want to wear today, baby?" I asked her as picked her up and walked her to her closet. I just picked up something. She shook her head.
"That's ugly, daddy." She laughed. I smiled. "Then, you pick it out." I put her down and watched her as she examined her clothing.

She picked up a black shirt that had the words NIRVANA and the Nirvana Smiley Face in yellow. Now, she was trying to find the right pants. Finally, she found some black and white horizontally striped leggings. Then, she carefully thought of what shoes she should wear.

"Daddy, should I wear these shoes?" She asked as she pointed to black Vans."Or should I wear these?" She pointed to some black Dr. Martens. I smiled she was becoming a little diva. "I think you should wear those." I said pointing to the Vans. She looked at the Vans again and said,"I think I'm going to wear the Dr.Martens."

I laughed. "You don't like my style?" I faked cried. "No no no, I love your style daddy!" She said hugging me. I smiled and picked her up. "Well, let's get dressed so we can have some fun." I told her.

I gave her some new knickers and some socks out of her dresser. She started to get dressed, I tried to help her but she kept saying that she could do it by herself. "It's time to brush your teeth." I told her. She skipped to the bathroom.

She stepped on her stool to help her reach the sink and finished brushing her teeth. "Ok, now it's my turn to get dressed." I told her. I picked her up and walked to my room. I sat her down on my bed to watch TV.

"Daddy, can you change it to Mickey Mouse Club House?" She asked while looking at the news in boredom.
"What's the magic word?" I asked her. "pleaseee." I walked over to the remote and changed it to Disney Chanel.

I walk over to my wardrobe. I pick out a cheetah print shirt with black jeans that were slightly ripped and black boots and put it on. I put on some deodorant and brush my teeth. I walk back to the main part of my room, where my bed is and stuff, and I see Taylor sitting there mesmerized by the TV. "You ready to go, babe?" She nodded and hopped off my bed. "Go put on your shoes, please." she ran to her room and went to put them on. I waited in the door frame until she came out in her adorable outfit.

"Why don't you put on that beanie, we got the other day." I said, while smiling. "Ok." She started looking for it, until she finally found it. "This one?" She asked in her young British accent. I nodded. She put it on.

"You look adorable, T." I told her. She blushed a little. "Why don't we take a picture?" she smiled.

I took my phone out and I told her to pose. She smiled and put up a peace sign with her small chubby fingers. I quickly posted it on Instagram and Twitter with the caption 'My little Diva'. "Your so cute." I picked her up and walked down stairs. "Do you want a banana for now and we eat more later?" I asked her as we enter the kitchen. She nodded, "Are there any frozen ones?" She asked.

I checked the freezer to see if there were any."Yeah, do you want those?" I asked. "Yes please, daddy." I gave her the bag of the frozen bananas and I got a regular banana for me. "Ok, let's hit the road jack." I sang. I grabbed her black North Face jacket and I put on my black trench coat. I handed her the coat and she put it on. "Are your glasses in the car?" She nodded.

"Is my buggy in the car?" She asked. "Yes." I laughed. "Do you have your glasses?" She asked. "Yes, I do.I think we're ready to leave." I walked out of the house with Taylor holding my hand and to the black Range Rover in the driveway. It was slightly raining, but not heavy enough for us to cancel our trip. Some paps were outside of the house taking pictures."Daddy, why are they always taking pictures?" she asked in adorable little voice. "I don't know, kitten." He sighed. I opened the car door and helped her get into her car seat.

I buckled her in and kissed her forehead. That has become a habit, every time she's in the car with me, I like to kiss her forehead before I drive. I walk to the drivers seat and start the car. "You ready?" I ask. "YES!" She yells. I laugh. "Good." I smile. I back out of the driveway and take off. "Would you like to go to a shopping center?" I ask her at a red light.

"That would be cool." She tells me, she was eating her bananas. "Will SouthSide Wandsworth be ok with you?" The light turns green. "Of course." I drive to Wandsworth and park in the parking lot. I press a button to open the trunk.

"Let me get the buggy, stay there." I get out to get out the buggy and open it up. The buggy looks like the one you use to go running except it is facing towards me, instead of away from me. It has a little bar to hold food and a drink. It is a black an grey. I open the car door to get Taylor out. "Daddy, those people are still taking pictures." She frowned.

I picked her up and put her in the buggy. 'Make sure you are strapped in, OK?" She attempted to put it on, but she couldn't do it.
"Let me help." I smiled. I bent down to buckle her in. "Thank you." We headed for the mall and the paparazzi followed behind us. Flashes everywhere and they kept asking questions. "Put on your glasses, babe." She put them on. But to protect her even more from the flashes, I put the sun shade over her.

But that didn't seem to work so I stopped the buggy and pulled a blanket out from the basket under Taylor. I cover the buggy with the blanket to protect her.

"It's ok to take pictures, but can you turn the flash off please?" I asked them. They just continued what they were doing. I shouldn't have parked so far away.

We eventually made it to the mall, we grabbed some lunch and bought some new clothes. It was almost the end of our trip. She was out of her buggy and was holding my hand. "I have to go to the studio after this," She frowned."But, I don't want to go the studio."She whined.

"I know, quit the whining." I scold. She pouted. I picked her up, "How about if we stop by Starbucks to get a treat, after the studio, yeah?" She smiled. "Yes please, daddy." I put her back in the buggy and walk to the car. I help Taylor into her car seat, buckle her in, and kiss her forehead.

I collapse the buggy, put it in the trunk, and walk to the driver's seat. "Ready?" I ask, looking back at her. She nodded and we took off to the studio.