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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 21 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 4
Harry had made it to the primary school with three minutes to spare.
He didn't mean to arrive this late, he was usually here about ten minutes early but there was so much traffic on the streets of London that it had caused him get there in the Knick of time.
"Hi"
Harry turned to the right when he heard someone speak and smiled kindly at the man stood next to him. "Hi"
"It's not everyday you see another dad here for pickup, I'm Chris"the man held his hand out for Harry to shake which he did.
Harry let out a small laugh. "I pick up my daughter every day...can't say I've seen you around here before though"
"Oh that's because I'm usually at the office, but I've had the week off and my wife insisted that now just happened to be a perfect time to get her nails done"Chris explained. "— you said you pick her up everyday? What about her mother is she a full time worker?"
Harry ran a hand through his hair. "Uh, not it's just me and her, her mothers not in the picture"
"You look young"the man quipped, stuffing his hands in her pockets.
It's true.
Out of the all the parents that picked up there children from the primary school, Harry was definitely the youngest one there.
"I'm twenty one"
Chris's eyes widened fractional, before he returned them to normal. "Oh wow, and your daughters in reception?"
"Yeah, she's four years old, she was born when I was seventeen, but I wouldn't change it for the world y'know?"Harry explained.
Chris nodded. "Oh yeah definitely, my little boy's my pride and joy"
The conversation would have continued if it wasn't for the school be ringing out, and landing in everyone's ears.
The teacher opening the class room door and motioning for the children to run on out and towards there parents.
Harry spotted River immediately.
Her little school uniform had little mud stains over it, definitely needing to go into the washing machine when they got home, her ponytail that was all neat and styled to perfection this morning was falling all over the place, strands of her hair falling out of the ponytail;her school satchel hanging off her shoulder.
The second river saw her father stood where he usually was, she ran towards him, her school shoes hitting the concrete floor. "Daddy!"
Harry crouched down and outstretched his arms, letting his four year old run into his arms, the second she was, he placed her on his hip and stood back up to his normal level. "—Hi pickle! How was school? What did you get up to?"
"It was super fun daddy! We painted and we got to play on the field and see the flowers!"she explained, listing off a few of the things she got up to throughout her day.
"Oh that sounds so exciting! We'll definitely have to talk more about it at home whilst your in the bath you absolute stinker!"he pressed a kiss to her cheek as River threw her head back in laughter.
"I'm not a stinker daddy!"
Harry nodded his head in a playful manner. "— oh yes you are missus, the sooner we get you bathred, the sooner you can reunite with Harry the bunny, how does that sound?"
River nodded her head, laying her head on Harry's shoulder as she let her eyes wander around the playground.
Harry turned to look at Chris, who held his little boy on his hip. "— we're gonna head off, I'll see you around it was nice to meet you"
"It was nice to meet you too"
Harry nodded in acknowledgement, before tightening his grip on river so she didn't fall out of his arms and started to head to where his car was parked.
