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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 28 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 11
"Are you..are you nervous, daddy?"River asked through a muffled yawn, bringing her hands up to her mouth.
Harry, who was slipping his feet into his brown adidas shoes, shrugged his shoulders, whilst looking over his shoulder at her eleven year old. "I'm a little bit nervous, pickle, not a lot though"
"Are you nervous every night?"She prodded, laying down on the sofa to try and get more comfy, the pink pillow behind her head.
"I think I'm nervous most nights, but I've got my biggest supporter in the crowd, so that makes everything better"He responded, trying the laces.
River smirked.
Harry never forgot to mention to her that she was his biggest supporter, she was one of the ones that had been there since the beginning, he always told her stories of when he was nervous, how all he had to do was hold her in his arms and he would be calmed down, ready to go on stage.
"And.."she paused and let out another yawn. "...who is your biggest supporter?"
"I think you know who that is, pickle"
"Daddy, why am I your biggest supporter?"the petit girl asked, her eyes starting to grow slightly heavier as the conversation progressed.
Harry started playing with the cross necklace around his neck.
Where did he start?
"I think that you're my biggest supporter, because you came into my life at such a key part of my life, it was when I was first starting to get to know your uncles, and then you came along and just made my life just that little bit better, you gave me a new understanding of life and you've been there through everything, when I win awards, your always there, when I go on stage, your always there and when I come off stage every o, your always there, your my biggest supporter because your the one constant in my life, and hopefully that will never change"
Harry turned his head to look over his shoulder when he didn't seem to get an response to the words he had just spoken, and felt his face fall into a loving gaze when he saw his pickle fast asleep on the sofa next to him, soft breaths fanning out of her mouth as her thumb rested in her mouth.
He gently picked up the throw that was resting on the back of the sofa, and carefully draped it over her resting body, pressing a loving kiss to the crown of her head.
All these years, and he could still make her fall asleep to his voice.
