Harry Styles Imagines

32.He's Annoyed(1)

Your pov:
I was preparing breakfast for Darcy and Harry when Harry came rushing with a bag on his shoulders, messy hair and buttons in the wrong place.

"Where are my car keys?! I can't find them anywhere!" He shouts in annoyance. "Well,…did you look for them carefully?" I ask, wiping my hands on the apron I'm wearing and help him search.

"Of course I did! I just can't find them anywhere!" He replies, tossing the cushions on the sofa while I search in the unwash clothes basket.

I take his skinny jeans and pull out a bunch of keys from his pocket. "Here they are." I announce and he raise his head and look at the car keys. He rushes to me and snatches the keys. He grab a toast and shove it into his mouth while he pick up all the papers from his study table and leave for the door.

"Honey, I think you forgot something again." I remind him, pointing to his bag. He then comes back in again and toss the bag over his shoulders. Then, he hug me with hands full of papers on the right hand side and the toast on his left hand side.

"Thank you, babe. For helping me find my car keys. I owe you." He speaks quickly and perk on my cheeks. A few bread crumbs stick on my cheek when he kisses me.

"Well, break a leg! And oh, don't forget to look yourself at the mirror for the last time." I laugh and remind at the same time. He told me last night that he has an important meeting with the camera crew for his new movie but looks like Mr.Styles slept late last night.
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Your pov:
"Okay Darcy! I can't believe you found me again!" I say as Darcy hugs my hips. She is short for my height. We are playing a couple rounds of hide and seek before Harry comes back. He promise to watch a movie with us in the cinema but because of the late morning, I think he has forgotten.

BANG! There he comes. Harry slams the door and curses under his breathe so that Darcy won't hear. "Harry, are you okay?" I ask as I help him place the bag and other things.

"I'm fine." He let out an angry breathe as Darcy approaches him and ask, "Do you want to play hide and seek with us, Daddy?"  I should have taught her when to talk and when not to.

"Not today, Darcy." He replies, rolling papers into balls and throwing them into the dustbin. Isn't that his script?   "Please, just a few rounds is enough, Daddy." Darcy continues and hugs his legs.

"DARCY, WILL YOU PLEASE STOP BEING SO ANNOYING?WHICH PART OF NOT TODAY DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!" He roars and shakes her off his legs.

He shuts our bedroom door with force and locks the door. Okay, he's getting off my last straw. No matter how angry or irritated he is, he shouldn't show his temper on Darcy. She's just too young to understand those stuff. I kneel down to Darcy and wipe her big tears that were rolling down her pink cheeks with my finger tips.

"It's okay, Darcy. Mommy's here. Don't cry. Daddy's just having a small headache. So, he's angry for getting sick and he wants to be alone. He's not angry because of you. Please don't cry, my baby. We love you, okay?" I look into her eyes and explain to her in the simplest way.

"Will Daddy be okay soon?" She ask with tears of sadness in her eyes. "Of course. And he'll play hide and seek with you again." I flash her a big smile and soon enough, she believes me.

"Today, we'll go out together, just you and me." I point at my chest, then her chest. "What about Daddy?" She asks, still worried about her daddy. "Well,…since he wants to be alone, let's leave him alone. He'll be fine." I reply as she nods her head.

"Darling, Harry. Please open the door. I need to get some things!" I bang the door and wait. "I promise I won't talk to you when I come in." I add.

Slowly, I hear footsteps coming towards the door and at last, the door is opened. I open the wardrobe and grab Darcy's dress and my pink blouse and navy blue skirt and other stuff I need and lock the door behind me. I didn't even care to look at him. I just mind my own business.

If he want it that way, I could let him have his own way.

Although Darcy's old enough to sleep all by herself, she still sleeps with us so most of her clothes are in our wardrobe.

"Are you sure daddy would be okay?" Darcy asks for the fifth time as I apply a thin layer of red lipstick on her small lips. "I am sure." I reply as she stay in silent. "Let's go, Darcy!" I grab her small hands and turn the doorknob.

"Just a minute,mommy." She let go of my grip and climbs onto the chair, reaching for some medicines. She then climbs  down again and put the bottle on the TV stand. She picks up a sticky note and a pencil and scribbles some things. Then, she sticks the note on the medicine bottle and runs back to me.

"Okay! Now we're ready." She giggles and grabs my hand again. I lock the door and put the keys into my purse.
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Part 2 and 3 coming up! I'll update the clowns series soon but I wanna write imagines about Darcy too. I have finished the series but it went too long so I divided into three parts. ;)
-Caroline