Gracie's eye's shoot open as she wakes up the morning of Christmas. Without wasting any time, including skipping the loo, Grace bolts into the master bedroom where her parents are asleep.
"Daddy!" Grace whisper yells as she approaches her father's side of the bed. "Iss kiss-muss!"
Harry opens one eye, peeking over at his little girl. Harry may look like he was sleeping but he actually has been awake for the last two hours, too excited to sleep.
"Morning Bug!" Harry whispers to daughter whose curls are currently all over the place. Much like his own: bedhead for curly hair people is a real thing. "Happy Christmas!"
"Happy kiss-muss daddy." Grace steps on the bed frame; Harry reaches his arms out to hoist his daughter into bed. Grace cuddles under the blanket, lying on Harry's chest. Harry wraps his arms around his daughter, snuggling her close.
"Okay! Goodnight." Harry closes his eyes and pretends to fall asleep, snoring quietly so to not wake you up.
"No daddy!" Grace pats her father's cheeks, giggling at how silly he is being. "Iss Kiss-muss! Pes-ants!" Her eyes expand as wide as round Christmas ornaments. Harry continues to snore, moving his hands across Grace's back to her sides. Harry starts to tickle his daughter. Grace wiggles as her giggles fills the room with happiness.
"Shh baby Bug! Mumma is still sleepin'." Harry whispers to his daughter, ending his tickle attack.
"Sing me kiss-muss song, daddy." Grace taps Harry's nose with her Christmas-colored fingernails.
"Only if yeh sing with me!" Harry says. Grace nods her head. The fact that Grace loves to sing as much, if not more than Harry makes his heart so happy. Harry loves this Christmas tradition he has with Grace. Every Christmas morning since she was born, Harry and Grace have a moment just to themselves while they allow you to sleep. They talk, and sing their favorite Christmas song. Harry secretly hopes this tradition will last for the next 50 years, because it is his favorite.
Harry starts to sing softly, while Grace sings along to the parts she knows.
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you hear
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling,
Hear them ring,
Soon it will be Christmas day
Strings of street lights, even stoplights
Blinkin' bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures
Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch
This is Santa's big day
And above all this bustle you hear
Silver bells, Silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, it fills the winter air
Hear them ring, you hear it everywhere
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The Adventures of Harry and Grace (H.S.)
FanfictionJoin 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...
