Join Harry Styles and his wife as they journey through life with their first-born daughter Grace (plus their other two children, Ethan & Penelope) in a collection of realistic, nonlinear short stories that will melt your heart, make you smile, and e...
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"Hop out of the tub, Chicken Little." You open the pink fluffy towel wide, waiting for your squeaky clean daughter to step out of the tub.
"O-Tay. We call daddy?" She asks you with a smile on her face. Grace stands up, stepping one leg over the tub; holding the edge, she throws her other leg over the side.
"I think we could give him a call." You wrap your little one in her fluffy towel, drying off the water that is dripping down her tiny body. You guide Grace to her room where you have her candy cane nightgown laid out on her bed.
"Christmas knickas! What da heck!" She says, shocked that she actually has a pair of Christmas knickers covered in Christmas trees.
"Daddy thought those were cute." You giggle thinking about last week. Harry was online, shocked that they had Christmas knickers available. He HAD to buy them for Grace, along with some for himself. He is a big fan of the ones covered with Father Christmas.
You help Grace step into her knickers, and shimmy into her nightgown. She looks so snuggly it warms your heart. Grace climbs up onto her bed, wiggling under her blankets and holding up the corner for you to join.
"Call daddy?" Grace asks, making you smile at how persistent she is when she wants something.
"Yes!" Pulling the covers up to your chest, you hold your phone out in front of you and your daughter. Unlocking your phone with your thumb, you find Harry's contact in your favorites.
"Daddy silly." Grace giggles at Harry's contact picture. He is sticking his tongue out, squeezing his eyes closed. He is adorable and such a dork. "Like me!!"
"Just like you!" You say, kissing her forehead. Pushing the FaceTime button, your phone begins to ring.
Badada badada. Badada badada.
The phone stops ringing as it connects to Harry who is half a world away for a quick business meeting.
"There are me girls!!" Harry's smile is huge, his dimple is deep and his eyes sparkle. Oh how you have missed that smile, it's only been three days but that's beside the point.
"Hi daddy!" Grace says, waving to her father through the screen.
"Hi Gracie bug! How was your day?" Harry asks; he is sitting in what looks like an office and you hope you aren't interrupting a meeting.
"It good." She shrugs her shoulders. "Mummy help me wrap your present." She says with a smirk on her face.
"Oh! What did yeh get meh?" He raises an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Shhh" Grace puts her finger against her lips. "Secret!"
"Is it a pony?" Harry asks in a teasing tone.
"Noooo." Grace giggles at her father's response. "Can't wrap a horsie."
"The amazing Harry Styles album?" Harry smiles hard.
"We have one silly." Grace giggles.
"What about a bike?" Harry starts thinking of crazy things, trying to make Grace laugh.
"No way Jose." She shakes her head back and forth. "We not tellin."
"Come on bug! Just tell me.... Please." Harry turns his lip down in an effort to persuade his daughter and wife to spill. Harry is not very patient and will do anything he can to get Grace to crack.
"Nope. Our lips are sealed. Aren't they Gracie?" You look down at Grace who nods her head yes.
"Alright then, be like that!" Throwing his arms across his chest in a fake pout. You shake your head, causing Harry to smile and throw a wink your way.
"You see Hawk?" Grace asks, hoping her father has seen her best friend. It's hard the Azoff's live so far away; it would be fun for Harry and Grace to have their besties close by.
"I did. Gave him your gift and..... He sent something home for you." Harry smiles like he has the biggest secret in the world behind his lips.
"I open it?" Grace asks with excitement.
"On Christmas, love bug." Harry smiles, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.
"Daddy? You be home for Christmas?" Grace's eyebrows collide in nervousness, hoping her father will be home for one of her favorite times of the year.
"I'll be home in two sleeps. Two days before Christmas." Harry confirms, he watches as Grace's eyebrows relax.
"O-tay!" She smiles, happy her father will be home to open her gift. "Sing me song?"
"How about a Christmas song!" You suggest, smiling at the cute boy on the opposite side of the screen.
"I think I can do that." Harry clears his throat as he begins to sing.
"I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me"
Grace tilts her head on your shoulder, listening to her father's deep voice. The song immediately brings tears to your eyes, thankful Harry will be home to spend the holidays with you and Gracie.
"Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree"
Harry's voice quivers as he starts to become emotional, tears prick his eyes as he tries his hardest to hold them back. He continues to sing his heart and soul to his two favorite girls.
"Christmas Eve will find me
Where the lovelight gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree"
Both you and your husband have tears running down your cheeks, wishing Harry could be home singing to them person.
"Christmas Eve will find me
Where the lovelight gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams"
'Tank you!" Grace says. feeling her eyes start to droop as she feels sleep starting to drag her under.
"I love you girls butterfly much." Harry smiles softly at his baby bug who is falling asleep.
"Wobe you butterfly... much." Grace gets out, her eyes closing as she finishes her sentence.
"Happy Christmas girls."
"Happy Christmas love." You say.
Harry wipes a tear from his cheek, knowing he will be seeing his girls at home in his dreams.
