"Hazzy, hurry!"
"We don't need to hurry love, we have plenty of time."
"But hurry still!"
"Fine, fine. I'll hurry," Harry says, putting his shoes on. Aisling is standing at the door already, seeming impatient.
It's the beginning of December, Christmas only three weeks away. Harry is taking Aisling to her gymnastics class this afternoon and unlike normally, they are also picking up Sammy whose mother needs to be somewhere and can't take the girls. So far, Sofia has been the one taking the girls to the gym, they've only gone there about five times and Harry has joined them twice. He's never gone inside though and hasn't met Aisling's coaches and neither has Niall, he realises.
He feels slightly nervous. Meeting people like Aisling's coaches is nerve-wrecking because Harry never knows how to introduce himself. Aisling's teacher at school is familiar with him and knows who he is, and there was no problem at all, luckily. Harry knows it might not be that simple, him being Niall's boyfriend and he feels nervous.
He reasons it should be alright. People are open-minded these days. Besides, it might even be that he won't see the coaches. Maybe he could manage to avoid them. The thought brings him comfort and he sighs, opening the front door to Aisling who immediately runs outside to his car.
"Hazzy! Is Sammy coming?" Aisling asks while Harry's driving towards where Sammy lives.
"Yes, we're picking her up now."
"Put Koda on, please," comes from the backseat. Koda means Kodaline, which is Aisling's newest music obsession. It's an Irish band Harry likes himself, in fact he was the one playing the music to Aisling who quickly became obsessed with it.
For some strange reason, Aisling seems to think the band is called Koda and refuses to use the proper name. Harry finds it hilarious.
"Here we are. Can you wait in the car if I go get Sammy quickly?" Harry turns to look at Aisling who's sitting in the backseat, nodding her head.
A few minutes later, Harry has two five year olds sitting in the backseat, talking loudly about something. He smiles shortly at them, continuing to drive towards the gym that's nearby. Shortly, they arrive to the gym, Harry helping the girls out of the car and offering to carry their bags.
He holds the gym door open for them, heart beating faster as he steps inside. He asks the girls where their changing room is, Aisling leading the way towards the room.
"Hi miss Marissa!" Sammy's suddenly saying and Harry stiffens, realising he recognises the name as one of the coaches. There are two coaches, Mia and Marissa, and the other one is standing right in front of them.
"Hello Sammy, Aisling," the coach greets the girls, eyes then moving to Harry who feels extremely uncomfortable.
"Hi, you must be Aisling's dad then," the coach says and it's the absolute worst.
"No I eh, I'm Harry Styles, I'm uh," Harry stutters, bringing his hand forward to shake the coach's hand.
"Daddy's husband!" Aisling solves it for him, grinning happily. Harry blushes heavily, looking at the little girl who's looking back at him, still grinning.
"Something like that," Harry murmurs after clearing his throat.
The coach doesn't seem bothered at all, in fact she gives Harry a warm, genuine smile and says it's nice to meet him. Next she asks if Harry's staying at the gym and Harry says he may as well do that.
