Imagine you’re getting ready for the parents to pick up their little ones from the daycare where you work. You’re anxious as little Lux’s mother called saying Harry was picking up her baby today. It didn’t hit you until later that when Lux’s mother said harry, she meant THE Harry Styles, the Harry Styles you had posters of hanging up on your wall. You go and pick up Lux before she hurts herself and fix the hood of her leopard print jumpsuit, she always had the cutest little outfits. As you’re about to put her down she starts reaching behind you, giggling. You turn around and see Harry walking in through the door and your pulse races. Fast forward 10 years and you’re picking up your daughter from the daycare, Harry alongside you. <3
