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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
"Come on pickle, it's nap time"
Every day for the past two years of her life, Harry and River had a routine, and that routine had been that she have a nap exactly an hour after her lunch, one pm, and it would usually last about an hour, sometimes an hour and a half.
But recently, the terrible twos had kicked into action, making everything just that little bit harder.
River looked up at her father, from where she was sat on the floor playing with the Lego Duplo blocks Niall had gifted her for Christmas, a small tower built infront of her.
She shook her head, pointing to the blocks infront of her."—pway, dada!"
Harry nodded his head and crouched down infront of her, a squatting position."I know your playing pickle, but it's nap time, that means that you can pause playing, and can come back to it later"
River just shook her head."pway, dada, me pway!"
Harry reached out and pushed the clip that was slowly falling out of her hair back up, making it secure.I know but can you please listen to daddy and take a nap? Your going to be tired later"
What was her father not understanding?
Her two year old brain was not comprehending that her dad was just trying to get her to have a little nap, but to her it seemed like he just wanted to ruin her fun.
Which was not what he intended to do at all.
"C'mon sweet girl"he cooed, trying to get a smile to crack onto her face.
River had simply had enough, due to her o ky being two years old, she couldn't properly word how she was feeling, so all she could do was hit her little hands against the floor.
"No sweepy time, it pway time!"She exclaimed.
The next thing that happened, River never meant to do.
She was just so frustrated, that when Harry had tried to pick her up under the arm pits, she had simply had enough, resulting in her using the slightly larger Lego block in her hand.
It wasn't hard enough to leave a black eye but it was hard enough to make his eyes water.
"River Anne, did you just hit me?"his voice turned into a strict one, a voice he hardly ever used on her.
She shook her head."didn't mwean to dada"
Harry shook his head, reaching under her armpits to pick her up and carrying her over to the naughty step.
The second River saw where she was going, she immediately started to try and wiggle out of her fathers grip, hot tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Nwo dada, nwo!!"the two year old cried out.
Harry shook his head, placing her body on the bottom step before stepping away.
