"Darcy, baby. Come here." Harry sighed.
Harry Styles, was second in charge of a very successful company - he was a powerful man, with too much money to imagine. Harry always knew the answer to everything, however when Darcy came into his life; at the mere age of 20, he began to question his cocky attitude.
He had to learn how to change a nappy.
He had to learn to bottle feed a baby.
He had to learn to be patient.
Darcy was the result of a one-night stand; the mother considered aborting the child. Harry however, offered to take full custody of his daughter if the woman would keep the baby.
He knew it would not be easy to raise a child as a single parent, he knew that was his baby and he already wanted to keep her safe.
With some convincing and a $400,000 paycheck, the woman agreed. She was what you might call a gold digger. Manipulative.
Here Harry was, three years later at the age of 23, with a three-year-old daughter.
"Yes, Daddy?" Darcy smiled adorably, showing off a gap where one of her baby teeth had recently fallen out.
Harry sighed as he sat on the couch, pulling his daughter into his lap; she was usually very well behaved... except for her babysitter.
Harry had to work from 9 am to 5 pm daily - sometimes later, naturally he couldn't take his daughter to work, so he hired a babysitter. He had hired the most skilled person he could find; the man had charged a whopping one thousand dollars an hour, Harry would pay any price for his daughter to be in the best hands.
Darcy despised the 35-year-old sitter, and she made it clear. So Harry finally gave in.
"Baby, what if Daddy got you a new babysitter?" Darcy perked up at the idea.
"Ya?" She smiled.
"Would you like a babysitter who is younger. Young like Zaynie?" Zaynie or Zayn was Harry's bosses son; he had met Darcy, and the two got along splendidly - Zayn was sixteen.
"Yes, Daddy pweeease." She begged, jumping up and down on Harry's lap. The latter stilled his daughter's actions with a chuckle.
"Okay then."
---
That's how Harry found himself one week later, staring at a short caramel haired boy, holding a flyer in his hand.
'BABYSITTER NEEDED!' It read.
"He-hello Sir? Are you the person interested in hiring a sitter?"
YOU ARE READING
Poor Boy - Complete | L.S
FanfictionLARRY. It's simple, Harry has a daughter, and Louis is her babysitter. But nothing is as simple as it sounds. Complete.
