Harry Styles bsm/ddm

piggybacks & paparazzi (bsm)

Age: 9

"C'mon love," Harry's hand was tight around yours as he tugged a bag from the overhead compartment.
You might've been young, but you weren't so ignorant as to miss the bags under his eyes and the exhaustion in his face. You scrunched up your face, blinking away your own tiredness; the only thing keeping you awake was your childish energy.
You were quiet as he gently tugged you down the narrow isle, shaking his head in an attempt to get the sunglasses perched on his head to fall to his face. You giggled a little at his violent nods and his eyes flicked down to you, a tired grin showing on his cheeks, "Care to help?" he leaned down.
"Great job," you smiled, reaching out with your hand to tug them from his curls to his nose, "All good?"
"Perfect," he straightened, nodding to the front of the jet, "Ready to go?"
You nodded with excitement. It was always amazing for you to go somewhere with Harry. All eyes were on you and cameras were flashing. It was like you were a movie star and you loved it.
You let Harry tow you along, out the plane exit and down the lengthy terminal. He had your sparkly pink bag thrown over his shoulder and you laughed a little. He looked at you over his shoulder mumbling a quiet, "Oh shut up."
"I'm telling mum!"
"You wouldn't," he chuckled, "I know you."
You frowned, annoyed by how futile your threat had proved. As you neared the end of the terminal, you could feel his pace pick up, but your short, 9-year-old legs could not accommodate for the speed. Stumbling, your foot caught on the ledge where two sections of the mobile hallway linked. Falling to your knees, you felt pain in your legs and let out a whimper.
You immediately caught his attention and he knelt beside you, "Hey, hey."
Tears began to fall.
"Not right now, Y/N. Alright? We just gotta get to the car and you can cry all you want. Tough it out for 10 more minutes and I'll buy you a huge ice cream like mum never lets you get, okay?" you nodded slowly, trying to hold back the sobs, "C'mon, how about a piggy back?" he turned to allow you access to his back and you eagerly climbed on.
In one steady motion, he stood, swinging your weight to his shoulders and once again began his rapid escape from the crowded chaos that was LAX.
All went well as you found your way to luggage claim, but once there, the havoc began to set in. It started as a series of barely concealed stares and hushed whispers, but quickly escalated to flashing cameras and the formation of crowds.
You felt him tense as he rapidly searched the rotating machinery for your bags. Spotting them, he quickly made his way over, tearing them from the rack and making a beeline straight for the door.
Your eyes widened at the crowd pressed against the glass doors. You'd come to understand they didn't really let all the loud people with the big cameras inside the airport, but that didn't stop them from congregating just outside.
"Hold on," Harry mumbled and you wrapped your arms tighter around his neck just as the sliding doors flew open with a swish. Immediately, you were assaulted with a rush of humid air, accented by shouts and screams.
"Harry, when is the new album being dropped!"
"Are the rumors about Taylor true? Or are you really never ever getting back together?!"
"Is it true that you're battling with your mother for custody of Y/N?"
You furrowed your eyebrows. What was custody? But before you could ask, he spun, jerking a thumb to where you rested on his back, "Don't bring her into this."
Your confusion escalated but you were quickly given refuge from mayhem as Harry yanked open the the car door, gently tossing you on to the seat and slamming the door again. You watched as he struggled through the crowd again, throwing the luggage in the trunk before once again returning to your side in the back seat.
"Get us out of here," his voice had an exhausted edge as he directed the driver and with a weary sigh.
"Are you okay?" your words were small.
He turned his head, barely opening his eyes and nodding almost imperceptibly, "I'm great, and you?"
You nodded, "I'm good."

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LOLLLL OMGGG SRYY FOR NOT UPLOADING FOR LIKE 6 MONTHS IM NOT DEAD