Harry Styles Imagines

33. He's annoyed(2)

Harry's pov:
I raise my hand and take a look at my watch. It's seven o'clock. I'm feeling hungry since I've miss my lunch and breakfast. I have been laying in bed for four hours already.

What an unlucky day it was! I sigh just the thought of it. I got kicked out of the cast because I was late for two hours. I got up late in the morning because I was reading their script. And I try to make it as fast as possible to get to the meeting but the stupid traffic made it late.

I was looking forward to be in the movie so much because it's about a father who can't give time to his children and every time he tried, it's always goes the opposite as his expectation. And my cast was Mr.Styles, the always busy father of three children. And the director asked me to return back the money he pages for me and told me that there's an actor who have their eyes on and they're willing to pay him to be in the movie because he's always right on the dot.

Suddenly, I remembered that I promise (Y/N) and Darcy to bring them to the cinema to watch a movie and I broke the promise. "What a great father and husband you are, Mr.Styles." I praise myself sarcastically. Talking about (Y/N) and Darcy, I don't seem to hear their voices outside for the past three hours. Where are they?

I open the door to look for them but all I see is a yellow sticky note and a bottle of medicine on the TV stand. I grab it and read Darcy's lovely handwriting in it.

It says, "Dear Daddy, I'm sorry for making you angry. You make me fel sad. But now, I undarstan that you want to be along and slep but don't forgot to take the meds because it will make you fel badter. Then, we can play hide and seek when you fel badter, right? Get well soon daddy! P.S. Mommy and I went for a date. Please don't be angry for not kalling u. Love, Darcy." I read her letter aloud. Seeing all the spelling errors and grammar mistakes were so Darcy.

Hey, I don't blame her, you know? When I was her age, I had more spelling errors than her. She's only five! I chuckle at her lovely act and shake my head.

I wonder what (Y/N) has told her.
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Your pov:
"Mommy, wouldn't it be great if we take tacos for Daddy back home?" Darcy questions with her mouth full. I didn't want to upset her so I just nod my head and wipe the ketchup on her nose. Both of us are enjoying ourselves but it wasn't the same with Harry and both of us miss him so much. I kind of feel guilty for leaving him alone at home. There wasn't anything in the house to eat or cook. We were running out of groceries but since he doesn't want us to care for him, we won't.

Just as requested, we take two bags of tacos back home and I drive the car while Darcy sits beside me humming her favourite song, Twinkle Twinkle little star. "Mommy, do you think Daddy's fine?" Darcy ask worriedly. "Well, I'm not sure. Let's find out when we reach home, shall we?" I reply back. We step out of the car and open the door of our house.

I'm surprised that the door open before I even turn the door with the keys. "Hello, babe." His thick British accent greets us. Darcy doesn't even move an inch because she's scared that he might shout at her again. "C'mon Darcy! Come to daddy." He kneels and greets her but Darcy stands still.

"Darcy, change your clothes and go to bed now." I order as Harry stands aside and watch Darcy go without even greeting back. I too enter our house and threw my purse on the sofa. "Here are tacos for you. It wasn't my idea of bringing them to you. It was her idea."
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Harry's pov:
I don't know why (Y/N) was treating me this way. Okay, I was totally wrong about what I did to Darcy this afternoon but did she have to go this far?

"Oh, thanks anyway." I casually say and grab the paper bag, looking at the tacos inside. I eat up in a few minutes and sit beside (Y/N) to work things out with her. She takes no notice when I sit beside her.

"Hey, babe. I'm really sorry about my actions towards Darcy because there were a few problems at work and I know you're mad at me but would you at least please talk to me? You're been cruel to me. If you want me to sleep outside tonight, I will. But I want to fix this with you, (Y/N). Please talk to me."

"No matter how many problems you have had in your work or anything, you should blame yourself and you shouldn't show your anger towards Darcy. She's too young to understand adults and do you know how much she miss you?! She kept asking me things like 'Will Daddy be okay?' ' Are you sure he's doing fine?' a thousand times and do you know how much it hurts to see her cry?!" She whisper-shout so that Darcy won't hear.

"I know I'm wrong, darling. So please forgive me." I beg, taking her hand in mine. Luckily, she does not shake my hands off. "Well, Darcy's forgiveness is more important than mine because you've hurt her more than me." She explains, giving me a clue of what I should really do. I immediately stand up and run to Darcy's room.
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