Darcy is the 12 year old daughter of singer-songwriter and actor Harry Styles. She has been Harry's main priority since Harry and her mom have broken up since she was a baby. All she wants for Harry is for him to happy and to find happiness in his l...
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It was Harry's daughter Darcy's first birthday so you and Harry were getting everything ready. He had thought the best theme would be a princess theme so you got a princess cake and decorations and everything else that needed to be at a party. Harry got your daughter ready and his friends were already at the house and they were helping Harry with the food. Harry was barbequing with the help of Will cause of course Will know how to use a grill. Harry had the radio playing and the boys were taking turns while pushing Darcy in a swing. Then it was time to eat so you went and got your daughter some food and put her in her highchair. Then it was time for the cake and that was a 15 min after eating the food. He sang Happy Birthday and then gaved her a peice and she was taking her time eating it but she did eat it. It made Harry smile big.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARCY!" A chorus of voices shout. Harry had his daughter in his arms, the grin from shopping once again on his face. Felicity occasionally peers over Harry's shoulder to gawk over her, before huffing and puffing. "I want a baby now." She mumbles to himself, before her face lights up and she grabs the present she bought Darcy.
"Present time." She announces, shoving the present at Harry. "Felicity I'm not the birthday boy." Harry giggles, pushing the present back towards her. "She'll break her fingers if she tries opening it, plus she's asleep anyway." He states.
"Okay, cake? Wait. What does Darcy want?" He asks, turning towards you. "Presents." Felicity butts in.
The little celebration continues on for a while longer until Darcy get's antsy and the guests begin to leave. Once Harry places her into the cot and get into bed, Harry lets out another childish squeal. "What's gotten into you this time?" Gemma laughs at her younger brother, nudging him slightly. "We need to plan what to do for her second birthday now."
"Just don't cry again and we should be good." This time it's her turn to nudge him. "I love you, my little one year old baby." He sighs softly as he presses a soft kiss to her forehead.
