Harry Styles Imagines

#19 Daddy Daughter Duo

We're are cuddling on the couch when Darcy happily runs into the room. I can't help but smile at the way her cute ponytail bobs as she plops herself between us. Interestingly enough, Harry had recently taught her how to do her own hair, messily that is (messy pony, messy bun). With all that hair on his head he ought have been the one to teach her how to braid. His was only a few inches shorter than mine.

She smiles up at me. "Guess what," she instructs. I do. "Career day is coming up. Can you sign up pretty please? I think being a surgeon if super cool!" Her green eyes are very hopeful. Who could say no to that face?

I wasn't surprised that she didn't ask Harry. He can't even have lunch with her without paps showing up and fans posting his whereabouts. She knew the deal. It's sad that things have to be this way for him, for us. We're just your average family. One Direction broke up a three years ago, but people still haven't learned to just let go. 

"Sure, I'd love to, sweetie pie. What date is it on? I'll need to to speak with my boss so he doesn't get angry or anything," I explain to her.

Her eyebrows furrow as she thinks about the answer. "I'm think it's on February 12th," she says, slightly unsure. "Wait, I remember now. It is the 12th." She then giggles, making Harry and I look at each other and smile.

"What are you going to dress as. They let you dress up, you know," he breaks his unusual silence. It wasn't noticed by Darcy, but there was a hint of pain in his raspy voice. He knew the reason behind her specifically asking me.

Her eyes light up, eager to answer. "Oh my God, yeah! I almost forgot about that. I'm going to dress up as a singer like you used to be, daddy. I'm gonna wear one of your shirts, paired with my black jeans and boots," she tells him in one huge breath. Yep, she was definitely his child. It was scary how much they were alike.

He doesn't say anything for a moment. Then a smirk plays across his lips. "And why exactly do you want to dress as a singer, Miss Darcy Anne? I used to work in a bakery too, you know."

"I do know. Singing is what you loved doing the most though, silly goose!" She playfully boops his nose, making him chuckle.

My heart warms at the sight. It's adorable how much she tries to be like him.

"But, cupcake," I knew where this was going, "Is Harry Styles a good singer?" He asks her.

A gasp falls from her lips. "He's only the bestest singer in the whole wide world." She motions her hands to express her point.

It was a little 'thing' between the two of them. When we first showed her his audition clip and he claimed to be horrible then, she sung it all out in her best singing voice. We didn't understand exactly why she did, but she was trying to get across that he was good.

The next thing I know, she's jumping up from the couch and standing in front of us.

She clears her throat to get our already divided attention. "My name is Harry Styles, I'm from Cheshire and I used to work in a bakery. I will be singing Isn't she Lovely," she recites in his accent. Which is amusing because she doesn't originally have one.

"Go ahead, D," I encourage.

This girl was clearly enjoying all of the attention. Just like young Harry would've.

I watch as she holds up her small fist as if it were a mic. "Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful? Isn't she precious? Less than one minute old-"

Harry stands up from the couch and scoops her up. They both sing the next part. "I never thought through love we'd be. Making one as lovely as she. But isn't she lovely made from love?" He spins her around for the grand finale.

By then I was both laughing and in awe. Their love for each other was so very evident. They were the perfect daddy daughter duo. Their voices, despite their age difference, complimented each other very well.

"We'll be here all week!" She exclaims, holding up a rock and roll sign. Harry smiles and presses a kiss to her forehead.

He then looks at me. "So what did you think about our performance, mommy? He asks, winking

I get up and go to them. "I thought," I kiss his cheek, "that it was amazing." I kiss her cheek.

END

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