Happy Lowman Imagines

Parent Trap

Request: Imagine co-parenting with Happy after you break up from Happys infidelity.
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"What do you mean you don't have your schoolbag?" You demanded as you walked around the dining table, wiping the surface with a cloth as you went.
"I don't have it mama." Your daughter answered.
"Where is it?" You asked and turned to your daughter, a spitting image of her father and you laid your hands on your hips.
She shrugged, letting her dark brown curls fall off her shoulders.
"It's at daddy's." She told you as she looked up at you through thick lashes.
You sighed and tossed the cloth towards the kitchen sink and wiped your hands on your jeans.
"How many times have I told you to bring it home, Harley?"
She smiled, almost smugly, and shrugged again.
You rolled your eyes and reached out, ruffling her soft hair before turning her towards the front door.
"Come on, we'll have to grab it on the way or you'll be late."
You grabbed the car keys off the counter and shuffled your daughter towards the door.
You had never been a morning person, and lately you had been fighting to keep your cool as you got Harley ready for school. Especially because she had started to make a habit of leaving things at her dads house every time she stayed there.
She was only six, but she was smart and you couldn't help but feel she did it on purpose.
Co-parenting had never been part of the plan. God, back then everything had been so perfect.
You were his old lady and he was your old man and he had been so happy when he found out he was going to be a dad. Even the rest of the boys had been in shock by how much Happy Lowman was smiling for almost your whole pregnancy, especially when he found out he was having a little girl.
He was a good father, he had spent all his spare time with her and he had even cut back on his involvement with the club.
But that hadn't stopped things turning bad.
Harley was four years old when you broke up.
The 'What happens on a run stays on a run' rule had gone out the window when that blonde whore had turned up at the clubhouse and your heart had been left broken and shattered on the floor.
He had always been faithful to you, at least so you thought but he had admitted to sleeping with the girl when they had gone on a run the month before.
It hadn't been an easy decision to walk away but you knew you couldn't be with a man that couldn't be faithful to you.
You had loved him, God how you had loved him. Deep down you still did, but your mother had raised you to know you deserved better than to be cheated on and so you had taken your daughter and left.
Of course you still let him see her. You had grown up without a father and you never wanted the same for your daughter.
You hadn't bothered going through the courts, you knew Happy wouldn't fight you and you didn't want him to. He saw Harley every week, she'd stay with him on the weekends and you'd have her on the weeknights while she was at school so her routine wasn't disturbed.
But Happy still came over at least once a week to have dinner with her and you loved watching the two of them together.
She had his eyes, and his smile and your heart melted every time you looked at the two of them giggling together.
Harley Lowman was definitely the love of Happy Lowmans life.
The lot was empty apart from the row of bikes when you pulled in.
It was still early and you silently prayed that there wouldn't be crow-eaters scattered over the floor when you walked in.
You parked in your usual spot and jumped out before letting Harley out of the car.
She hopped out happily and practically dragged you to the clubhouse doors.
She was a daddys girl and she could never hide her excitement to see her father.
It used to make you jealous but now you were used to it and honestly you were happy they had such a good relationship.
"Hurry up ma!" She cried and you rolled your eyes and pulled the door open.
She dropped your hand and ran inside, heading straight for the dorms and you followed behind her slowly.
It was always a familiar sight and it always made you nostalgic when you walked into the clubhouse.
You had so many memories here and it would always feel like home to you, but that part of your life was behind you. Thats what you had to keep reminding yourself. You weren't an old lady, not anymore. You were just the mother of a members child, simple as that.
The place was quiet but you were thankful you didn't see the remains of another wild SAMCRO party.
As you entered the hallway you saw Harley banging on her fathers dorm room door and you couldn't help but smirk at the excited grin on her face.
You walked closer and leant on the opposite wall.
After only a moment the door opened and your breath caught in your throat when you saw him.
Happy opened the door in only his boxers, his ripped stomach exposed and he wiped his eyes sleepily.
You gulped as your eyes ran down his toned muscles and his intricate tattoos. You could never deny that Happy was sexy as fuck.
"Daddy!" Harley cried and hugged his legs tightly.
Happy smiled and ruffled her hair before lifting her into his arms.
"Morning baby girl." He said quietly, his voice husky.
He looked at you and nodded his greeting.
"She left her schoolbag." You explained.
Happy stepped back and gestured for you to enter the room and you stepped past him.
The room was the same as it always was, everything in its place and the faint smell of leather.
Happy followed you into the room and walked to the desk, Harley still in his arms and he reached down and grabbed her pink school bag off the floor.
"This is becoming a habit." Happy said to his daughter.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled into him.
Happy smirked and looked towards you.
"I'll make sure she brings it home next time."
"Thanks." You smiled back. "We should get going."
"No!" Harley yelled.
Happy raised his eyebrows and pulled back from his daughter so he could look at her.
"You gotta go to school," He told her sternly.
Harley stuck her bottom lip out and fluttered her eyelashes.
You shook your head but couldn't help the smirk from forming on your lips. She might be like her father but she definitely got the pouting techniques from you.
Happy put her down and ruffled her hair once more.
"C'mon. Listen to your mom."
You held out your hand and reluctantly she took it.
Happy handed you the schoolbag and you smiled at him thankfully.
"See you tomorrow for dinner?" You asked.
"Wouldnt miss it." Happy said.
Harley glared at both of you and tugged on your hand. She always got grumpy when she didnt get her way and you both laughed.
"Say bye to your dad." You told her.
"Bye daddy." She said grumpily and Happy waved back, a smile on his face as he watched you both walk out the door.