You and Harry were fast asleep in each other's arms when suddenly a clap of thunder roared over the top of your house so loud you could hear some objects in the bedroom rattle.
It wasn't long until you heard the pitter patter of little feet sprinting towards your's and Harry's bedroom.
"Here she comes..." Harry muttered with a grin.
Just then Darcy climbed her way onto the big bed as she cried and said,
"Mummy! Daddy!! I'm scared!!"
You and Harry made room for her inbetween the two of you and Harry said,
"Come here, baby. You can sleep with me and mummy."
She happily took him up on his offer and got settled underneath the covers.
Harry stroked her little golden brown curls, kissed her head, and said,
"Shhh... Don't worry, sweetheart. Daddy's here."
You rubbed her little belly as Harry pet her head and she began to calm down and stop crying.
"Daddy..." Darcy said.
"Yes, love?"
"How did you meet mummy?"
Harry looked at you with a smile and said,
"Alright.."
"G rated version..." You interject.
Harry looked at you with a knowing smile and said,
"Of course!... Now, there once was a prince named Harry Styles and he was living just about every young lad's dream. He was an extremely popular singer and had the entire kingdom wrapped around his little finger. He was at the peak of his career when suddenly, his entire world changed in a matter of seconds.
He was at a meet and greet one day when he suddenly he saw the most gorgeous girl in the kingdom. He just knew he had to have her. He waited and waited until she was able to approach him and introduce herself.
Prince Harry kissed her hand when they met and allowed her to see the twinkle in his eyes as they spoke. Prince Harry was able to get in contact with the Princess later on that day and met her for dinner. While Prince Harry and Princess (Y/N) were at dinner, however, Princess (Y/N) had a little too much..grape juice.. and wanted to dance all night with Prince Harry in the..ballroom.."
Harry gave you a mischievous look as he cleaned up the story. You smiled back at him as you reminisced that night. After you drank three glasses too many of wine you were begging Harry to take you to the club. With you wearing a short, black, one shoulder, skin-tight, dress and your vulnerable/drunken state Harry wasn't about to say no.
He took you to the Funky Buddha and you immediately dragged him onto the dance floor. You turned your back to him and started grinding against him the best way you knew how and, judging by the enlarging bulge you felt in his pants, was more than good enough for him. Harry placed his hands on your hips and helped you grind deeper more slowly into his pelvis.
It wasn't long until he started kissing your neck and his hands started venturing higher up your thigh and slowly under your tight dress. When he started getting too bold you turned around to face him, kissed him passionately, took him by the hand and led him outside to go home.
When you snapped out of your flashback Harry was continuing his story for Darcy and was saying,
"...and after Prince Harry and Princess (Y/N) waltzed in the ballroom all night they were too tired to ride his carriage back to his castle so he asked a kind gentleman to take them with his carriage. The gentleman very nicely agreed and took them to the castle. When they arrived at his castle Prince Harry and Princess (Y/N) stayed up all night....perfecting their waltz and having pillow fights and it wasn't until Prince Harry was almost asleep the following morning at sunrise that he realized he wanted to make Princess (Y/N) his queen.... Darcy..?? Daaarcy..?"
Harry looked at Darcy who had fallen fast asleep in his arms. He smiled at his flawless little girl and kissed the top of her head.
He looked over at you and when he saw you looking back at him he whispered,
"And after about a year and nine months worth of nightly waltzes and pillow fights we have this perfect angel."
