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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 20 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 2
Harry parked the car in his Los Angeles driveway at half past three in the afternoon.
He as well as his two year old daughter and the rest of the boys had been at the studio all morning, recording and writing new things for there upcoming album.
He didn't want to really drag River along with him, but he knew he needed to, so he woke himself and her up at seven that morning and made sure they were out of the house by eight, to be at the studio for half eight.
The green eyed man, looked in the rear view mirror as he took his seat belt off and his gaze softened when he saw his pickle fast asleep in her car seat, pacifier in her mouth as he head was pulled back against the head rest.
She was due her afternoon nap anyway, so the fact Harry didn't have to wrestle her into her crib made his life just that little bit easier.
He got out of the car and walked round to the back of the car, pulling open the car door and leaning his hands forward to undo the straps that were holding River in place, releasing them with a gentle click.
When she felt her body being moved slightly and her blissful sleep getting interrupted, the two year old girl whined, wrapping her arms around her father's neck as he manoeuvred her so she sat in his arms comfortably.
What he failed to realise was the stuffed bunny that was laying on the floor of the car.
"Hey, shh, shh it's alright, it's just daddy"Harry cooed down in her ear as he grabbed the door keys out of his pocket and locking the car doors a she walked up to the front door of the house.
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Twenty minutes.
Harry had just brewed himself a nice cup of coffee to make his energy levels higher and was about to take a nice desired sip from his personal mug when the sounds of River's sobs filled the room due to the baby monitor resting on the coffee table.
He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he stood up from the l-shaped sofa he was just getting comfy on and walked up the stairs, once at the top taking a left turn and walking over to where his daughters room was.
He opened the door to see her sitting up in the crib, tears falling down her cheeks and her hair a mess from moving about in her twenty minute nap.
"Hey, pickle, what's wrong? Did you wake up?"Harry mused, reaching down into the crib and hooking his hands underneath her armpits, settling her on his hip.
The two year old girl shook her head, looking around the room in search for the object she needed to have a peaceful nights sleep. "— daddy, bun bun's gone, he not here!"
Harry frowned, peering down and noticing that the two was in fact not in her crib, a cease was formed in his forehead.
"Where did you have it last? Do you remember?"
Harry thought back to everything the two of them had done today.
The only places they had been was to the studio and out at a local cafe to grab the boys some lunch, and she definitely had the bunny then and when they left the studio she definitely had it then and when....oh.
"Sweet girl, I think bun bun's in the car, shall we go and rescue him from the cold?"Harry informed, walking out of the room and grabbing a blanket that was resting on the rocking chair by the door, wrapping it around her body so she was warm.
He had to bring her out to the car with him, there was no way he would leave her unsupervised, even if it was for a quick trip to the car.
"Are y'warm enough?"Harry quizzed, opening up the front door as the cold air hit there bodies.
"Yeah daddy"River spoke, wrapping one arm around his neck, as the two of them began there descent over to the black Range Rover that was parked.
He used the keys to unlock the doors, opening up the side where his daughters car seat was and peering inside to try and see if he could spot the bunny anywhere.
He looked on the seats, in the pockets on the back of the drivers seat until he finally found it out the floor.
He reached down and picked it up, once it was in his grasp he moved it so it was near his daughter, whose eyes lit up. "— look pickle, I've found Bun Bun!"
"Haddy!"River exclaimed, reaching out for the toy that she had named after her father.
