Daddys piano

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        Y/d/n (your daughters name) p.o.v

I was in my room when I heard the sweet melody playing from down stairs.

Daddy was playing his piano again, he practiced almost every other day but when he did I secretly watched him from the top of the stair case.

It was like the best thing ever, I wanted to learn how to play the piano, but I'm sure daddy wouldn't let me. Mummy said she would let me take classes one day but I don't want to learn from anyone other than my daddy.

He usually played the grand piano in the middle between the two stair cases. I stood outside my room and watched him for five minutes till daddy had decided to take a break and walk into the kitchen and see what mummy was doing.

I quietly sneaked down the stairs and sat down on the grand piano bench. I looked at all the keys and the feeling felt so over whelming.

I stared to the keys for so long I hadn't realized my daddy had came behind me watching me.

I was so scared that daddy would get mad at me for playing with his piano, but I really wanted to know how to play.

"May I" a darker familiar said beside me as he took a seat on the bench.
"Do you want me to teach you?" He asked
"YEAH!!" I said happily with a big smile on my face.
"Okay, you just put your fingers here." He showed me where to put my fingers and I did so.

After a few cords, I was already playing... Some what of a song.

"I DID IT DADDY I DID IT!!" I said happily making him smile. "Yes you did! I'm super proud of you princess." Daddy said kissing the top of my head.

"Y/n!" Daddy yelled for mummy as she came into the room.
"I did it!!" I said happily, "daddy taught me how to play the piano!"
Mummy came closer to me and put her warm hand on my back.

"Will you play it for me?" She asked leaning over on daddy.
"Okay!!" I said looking over at daddy making sure he had his foot on the little peddle because I was too short.

I played them for mummy and a smile grew on her face and I talked about it over dinner.

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Twenty years later
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I approached the middle of the stage where the black grand piano stood. I was playing one of my fathers and i's favorite songs.
I had learned it at a very young age. I sat down and tried not to ruin my black sparkly dress. I had seen my father and mother in the front row in tears already.

I had worked so hard to earn the title of
'Best pianist of the year' and so much more.
Earning rewards and titles but none of that matters. If I only got the proud look of my parents alone, I would still be happy.

I nervously started playing and the crowed looked up in awe. It had brought my dad into tears, watching his young daughter turn into the talented person she is today all because he had caught her at his piano.

After I was done I stood up and looked the the crowd, not a single person was sitting down. Bright red roses filled the stage as I took a bow I seen my father wipe his eyes. He was so proud, along with my mother.

I walked off the stage with tears treating to fall.

Let's say, I kept the title of 'best pianist' for a long time.....

Hope you enjoyed, this was super short but really adorable.

*Not requested*

Xxxxx

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