Where is Daddy Styles at? [EXTREME EDITING]

Chapter Thirty-two

"Hello?" I said opening the front door. "YOUR GETTING MARRIED! AHHH!" Zayn and Louis came running around the corner acting like girly girls. Zayn grabbed hold of my hand which the ring was on and screamed then looked at Louis who screamed then Harmony plodded in the room with shaving cream on her head and face covered in my make-up that I left behind. We all burst out into laugher. 
"Oh Hammy, what did they do to you?" I chuckled as I walked over to her. Harmony giggled "eeeee!" I picked her up,  held her in my arms then Harmony thought it would be terribly funny to take some of the shaving cream off her head and slap it on Mummy's face. 
Everyone laughed, Harmony clapped "daddy! Dadda!" Harmony reached out for Harry, "do you want your daddy. Do you want your daddy to look like mummy?" I asked Harmony then glanced at Harry who was shaking his head. "Eeee!" 
I walked up to Harry passing him Happy Harmony with her shaving cream hands. "Daddy!" 
"No, no Harmony baby." Then...
Slap!
"Babe you needed a shave anyway." I laughed as Harry took some shaving cream, rubbing it all over little Harmony's face. "Oh wow!" She said simply creating more laughter in the room. "God! I love your child." Louis wrapped his arm around my shoulders. Harry's eyes flicked up into Louis eyes automatically giving him a look that could burn, "ok, ok sorry mate." I tried not to laughed but I thought it was sweet that he got angry just because Louis put his arm around me. 
"I'm going to clean this monkey off." I said taking Harmony from Harry, "Do you guys want to stay for tea?" I asked
"Sure!" 
"What would you like for tea?" 
"Chinese? We'll go get it, we know the best place to get it!" 
"Yeah sure. I'm happy with that. Harry?" Harry nodded as he was more preoccupied with Harmony. "See you later then." 
"Byeee!" Harry said going behind me, wrapping he arms around Harmony and I. "Family bath time!" 

We walked into the bathroom making train noises! Harry turned on the tapes of the bath I undressed Harmony and then myself. The bath was huge really, it had a button which made bubbles and everything. Harmony loved the bubbles. The whole apartment it very much 'Harry', I didn't like the bath or how update the whole place was. Harry does like vintage things too, mostly music but he said he would like a house but him being in the band means that he'll be leaving me alone at home a lot. I agreed. 
"Oh we have no bubble bath in here?" Harry said looking around with no top on, seeing all his tattoos made me think about my back when it was stinging this morning. "Harry, is there a tattoo on my back?" I asked Harry as I attempted to look at my back in the mirror. 
"Yeah." He said still searching for the bubble bath. "What does it say?" 
"11/03/13" He didn't even look. "Why?"
"That was the day we got engaged." 
"Babe, there is bubble bath under the sink." I said, "so you wrote it on me even though you haven't asked me yet?"
"Well, I've got it too." He opened the new bubble bath bottle and poured some into the bath. I swelled my hand around in the water creating bubbles, Harmony started giggling when the bubbles (which I must add are pink). "Ok." I put on foot in the bath, picking up Harmony as I got in the bath. Then Harry got in as he turned off the taps. 

Harry played with Harmony whilst I stared at my ring. "We are actually engaged..." I whispered with a grin across my face. "...but no one knows who Harmony is or... what we really are..." The grin disappeared. "Babe, we will." 
"But your fan? Job?-"
"Umm well they will have to go without Harry Styles." That grin came back as Harry scooped up Harmony and blow on her tummy making her laugh. "I have you, this little munchkin and great friends and family. I don't need anything else if they can't accept it." 
"Mmm this is why I love you." I lent forward pecking Harry on the lips, Harmony started making grumpy noises at me, "And I love you too Hammie!" 

25 minutes later...

"We're back!" Louis called as the door clicked shut. "AHHH!" Harmony whaled running out of the bedroom we were in her baby grow, "baby, you're meant to be getting sleepy. Gosh." Harry rolled his eyes, sliding his hand around my side walking out after her imitating her actions; his arms in the air and walking his a 3 year old. 
I smiled to myself, pulling my hair up into a high pony tail on top of my head. I pulled on one of Harry's jumpers over me. I heard Harry's phone ring and Harry didn't seem to hear it. I saw it on the bed side table with a unnamed number on the screen. I reached over and picked it up: