another lil blurb for ya. cute af too. in which your husband Harry is in the studio and your daughter decides to call him.
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often times he finds himself mumbling soft 'i love yous' to his girls before heading to the studio. at first he was very hesitant, wanting to stay at home and spend every waking hour with his two loves. but you encouraged him to go back to writing and recording. 'we'll be fine, love'. and often times he finds himself on the other end of the line, listening to his adorable little girl talk about anything and everything. 'saw a butterfly, daddy.. purple and yellow'. it started as an accident. while you were busy preparing lunch, she sneaked over to grab your phone. at first you thought she wants to play games. so you mindlessly cook away, humming to some kids tune. then you hear the 'hi daddy' and when you turn, you see your daughter giggling as she speaks on the phone to him. 'angel?!' your stern look has her almost in tears. 'jus' miss daddy' she tells you. 'i'll be home soon, precious.. i promise'. you apologise profusely but he's not having it, telling you that it's alright.
today she calls him again, holding the phone close to her ear as she bounces around the room. 'gonna have a picnic daddy' she tells him. 'sounds lovely, lovebug'. he's listening intently as she tells him what you have prepared. sandwiches, fruit, biscuits, juice. 'alright, angel.. can ya give daddy a kiss'. she puckers her lips, pressing a kiss to the phone. she hands the phone to you and gladly you take it in your hands. you talk for a bit until he has to go back to work. you send him a kiss goodbye on the phone and he does too, telling you 'be home soon, love'. you smile at the thought. this is it, three hearts and one home.
