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river anne styles was born july 2, 2011. and the second she was placed on her fathers bare chest for the first time, she instantly became his bestfriend.
his life long bestfriend.
growing up, she was the biggest influence on harry's career...
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𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 19 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 1
"Okay pickle, it's bath time"
River lifted her head up from where she was playing with some building blocks and made eye contact with her father who was stood in the threshold of the living room door.
"Bwath?"River asked in clarification.
Bath time was definitely one of River's favourite things, she just adored it.
She loved the water.
Harry nodded his head as he picked up his daughter that had toddler towards him and placed her on his hip."—Yeah, it's bath time, your all stinky"
This afternoon it was raining pretty hard in London, and the two year old had been staring out of the window all day, insisting that she go and play in the garden so that she can and quote.'be wike pweppa pwig!'
River giggled and he walked himself up the stairs and over to the bathroom, settling his sweet girl on the floor where she was once again focused on the towels that were on the wall, trying to pull them off whilst her father was preoccupied with running the bath, making sure the water was not too hot and not too cold.
It had to be just right for his pickle.
"Hey, hey, no pulling on those Riv"Harry turned around just in time to warn his daughter who was using all of her might to try and pull the warm towels off of the drying rack that was starting to heat up.
River's terrible twos were definitely starting to become more prominent as the days progressed, just yesterday she had had a melt down over who was holding her.
"Oh look Riv, do you want to watch Paw Patrol on my phone?"Zayn asked as he held the two year old on his hip who was desperately trying to free herself from his arms, only wanting one person to hold her.
And currently that one person was recording his parts for the bands new album that was going to be released in November of that year.
"Riv, you've gotta stay with me"Zayn explained in a soft voice as the little girl continued to squirm in his lap.
River stopped moving and turned around to face her uncle."—Nwo Uncle Zwayn!" The two year old exclaimed, hitting at his hands as one last attempt to free herself.
"Hey, River Anne, we do not hit!"
The two year old turned round and spotted her father who was staring at her with a stern look on his face, his arms crossed over his chest.
River looked up at her father, a cheeky grin on her face as her dimples shon."—Dada, we bwath?"
"You want to have a bath we me? Riv and Daddy?"Harry asked as he added some bubbles into the water.
The girl nodded her head as she made her way over to Harry, wrapping her arms around his legs.
"Okay, we can bath together pickle"
And just like that, the two styles were sat in a bath together.
"Dada, quack, quack!"River exclaimed as she picked up a rubber duck and handed it towards her father.
Harry nodded in encouragement."—Yeah, a ducky does go quack quack, you such a good girl"
About thirty seconds later, she got bored of the duck she was playing with and Harry thought that was the perfect opportunity to put some body wash onto a sponge and clean the petit girls body.
She squirmed a little bit, and tried to wiggle out of his grip but Harry was quicker and knew all of her movement like the back of his hand, knowing what she would do next and what not.
"Dada, bubbles!"River picked up some of the suds onto her hand and then proceeded to throw them onto her father's face, her foot skimming Harry's private area, the nineteen year old holding in a breath when he felt her little foot.
"Thanks for that, pickle"Harry laughed and his daughter took that as a good sign and picked up some more bubbles, smearing them with her baby hands onto his slightly stubbery cheeks.
Harry playfully growled at her."—oh your in for it now, missy"
