Twins. (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Harry's P.O.V

Taking care of twins wasn't easy. Especially when they are 4 year old troublemakers and I'm only 23. My girlfriend had died while giving birth to Sydney Marie Styles and Darcy Rosalynn Styles. I was forced to quit the band, yet we still keep in touch even though they broke up. But like I was saying, I was forced to quit the band and take care of my little princesses. Another thing is that they don't ask about their mother.

I have to do many things for them, the worst one was doing their hair and making them stop arguing. Half the time I tell them apart by the mole Darcy has kinda like where Marilyn Monroe's mole is. Sydney just has deeper dimples.

"Can we go now Daddy!?" I look at the brown hair child, it was Sydney, she had no mole, and her dimples were deeper. They were easily noticeable, because they showed even when she talked, Darcy's wasn't like that. "In a minute babe, wait until Darcy gets finished eating" I tell her, putting on her pink converse. "I am done Daddy" Darcy chimes, skipping over to me, in mix-match pink and blue socks. I put on her pink converse and grab ahold of their tiny hands, compared to mine they were tiny.

It wasn't much of a struggle to get around anymore for two reasons, I'm not in the band and the band is broken up. Still Darcy and Sydney loves to listen to us sing. I walk outside of our big white house, still squeezing onto their hands, I put them in they're car seats and buckle them in. "Daddy!" Darcy yells, even better it was right in my ear.

"Yes princess" I almost sigh. "Teddy!" She yells once again, I look for her teddy bear, Teddy who she claims is 1 years old. I look under the passenger seat and thats exactly where it was, I hand her the brown furry teddy. "Where's your doggy?" I ask Sydney, she had a stuffed puppy she named Pup. They come up with the most cheesiest names its not even funny, but they do get it from me so I can't blame them. She nods, showing me the spotted stuffed animal. I give her a nod back and close their car doors getting into the drivers seat.

I start to head to the mall, where they loved to go. Not for buying stuff, but for riding the carousel, going up and down the escalators and riding on the toy vehicles. "A B C" I start off, besides Twinkle Twinkle Little Star that was their favorite nursery rhyme.

"D E F G H I G K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y and Z" They sing, they had angelic voices. "Now I know my ABC's next time won't you sing with me" They finish. "Good job" I praise. I was surprised how peaceful the ride was so far, they usually shout, scream, bite, hit, argue. But let me not jinx myself.

"Stop hitting me!" That sounded like... Sydney, their voices were similar but Sydney's voice was almost identical to Louis' and Darcy's was exactly identical to Louis'. But after all, I did jinx myself. "Then stop biting me!" Biting was big for them. They bite me when they don't get something they want. Yes, they do get time out for it but it does no use.

The worst thing they have ever done is curse at me when I told them no to ice cream... That was the day they came home from spending the night with Liam, they're favorite uncle... Liam doesn't curse a lot, so it must've slipped out and they learned it. "No hitting Darcy"

"And Sydney no biting" I scold them. It was quiet then. Until Use Somebody came on the radio by Kings Of Leon. "I've been roaming around, always looking down" I sing, mumbling. "Louder Daddy!" I chuckle, and sing louder for them.

Once we reach the mall, walking inside of it, my grip gets tighter on their hands. They always run around then they end up crying because they've lost me. I bend down to their height in the store, Claire's. "Can I trust you two to not run away when I let go of your hands?" I ask, they immediately nod. "Hmm?" I tease. "We can Daddy!" They promise, I chuckle and nod. "Alright" I stand back up to look for accessories for them. When I turn around they weren't there.

I look around the room for them, I spot them talking to some girls with phones in their hands, a flash coming from their phones. They were taking pictures of them, they recognized them. "Harry!" Oh great, now they've noticed me. I go over to my daughters and hold their hands. "Can we have a picture!?"

"Sure love" They get out their phones, if they didn't already have them out and take a picture. "Can I see?" I hear Darcy say. "No princes-" The fan cuts me off. "Sure honey" She gives Darcy her phone. "Might not wanna do that, I'll pay for it if she breaks it" I tell the blonde fan. I take the phone from Darcy and give it back to the fan. They leave the store.

I feel a pinch on my hand. "Ow. Darcy! No biting" I scold. "I wanted the phone" She puts, crossing her little arms, sticking out her plump pink lips. "That's no reason to... Sydney!" I sigh. I'm literally at the verge of tears, Sydney apparently ran off.

This is what I have to deal with, raising twins.

(I'm a bit, new to this so... :/ Whatever)