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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 26 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 9
"Daddy, can you help me put my mask on?"River quizzed, holding the mask up to her father who was stood by the front door, adjusting his own mask.
"Of course I can, c'mere"Harry gestured, taking the mask out of her hand and cupping her soft cheeks in his hand, slipping the strings behind one ear and then her other ear, carefully pulling it up her face so if covered her mouth and nose.
"Does it feel okay?"Harry asked, looking into her eyes.
River nodded her head, using one of her feet to place behind her other foot, kicking it against the other foot, something her father also did.
Harry crouched down in-front of his eight year old, tightening the pony tail her hair was styled in. "— do you remember the rules for when we go out?"
"Yes! I can't touch anything and..and have to keep my mask on all the time until I'm home, and to not go near anyone!"River mused, nodding her head.
"That's my girl"
Harry turned over his shoulder, looking into the kitchen where his mouthed was stood, nursing a warm cup of tea. "— Mum! Me and Riv are off out, we'll be back soon!"
When the world had first gone into an international lockdown, Harry didn't waste a second in flying whilst it was still safe over to Cheshire, wanting to quarantine with his mother so she wasn't alone.
So that's what he did.
And life for the three of them was slowly getting better.
"Alright sweethearts, be safe!"
And like that they walked out the house, letting the Manchester air hit there bodies, the masks preventing them from having an asthma attacks
The worst thing, it was summer and they had to wear masks.
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"Daddy my legs hurt"river whined, her hand still entwined with Harry's although her steps were a lot slower than his.
Harry laughed, adjusting the sunglasses sitting on his face. "— and what would you like me to do about that pickle?"
River also wore sunglasses and had a hat covering her head so no one would recognise the two of them and by the way the corner of her eyes twinkled, Harry could tell that she was smiling underneath the mask. "Shoulders?"
Oh how could he say no to that?
"Oh come on then!"
He crouched down and the eight year old didn't waste a second in running behind her father and hiking her legs over his shoulders, Harry getting a tight grip on her tibia bone so she didn't fall back.
"Are you ready?"Harry asked.
"Yea daddy"
And he slowly stood up front his crouched position, making sure his grip wasn't too tight so he hurt her but tight enough so that she didn't fall and hurt herself.
