Harry Styles Imagines

04. Family Fun

Author's Note: I sincerely apologize for the length of time I went without updating my inagines. I hit a road block, but I'm back in my groove and will now be making more frequent updates. As for this one in particular, I did not feel it needed a gif. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

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You and Harry's daughter had been wanting a trampoline since she learned how to say the word, so for her fifth birthday, you bought her one. Ella's little face when she unwrapped the large box was priceless; something you'll remember for years to come.

Harry got busy assembling the pieces together on the next sunny day, and soon, every spring and metal piece was in place. Harry stood up and took a few steps back to admire his handiwork, which stood call in the grass. "It's finished!" he cheered, looking to his nearby daughter.

Her face lit up, but then fell as he pulled a thoughtful expression. "Hmmm... But there's still a little something missing." he tapped his chin thoughtfully with his index finger. "It needs somebody to jump on it." Harry decided to tease his daughter a little, asking, "Do you know anybody, Ella?"

"Daddy!" the impatient child whined, running up to him. "I want to! I want to jump!" Her eyes met his; a bright version of her mother's which never failed to make him soft.

"You do?" he grinned a dimply grin. "Why didn't you say so?" Scooping the small girl into his strong arms, he placed her on the rim. She stood up and walked to the middle of the jumping bed, then faced her father. She pushed her feet down and began to hop, squealing with glee as her tiny body sprang upwards.

Having been watching from the kitchen window, you emerged from the back door and walked over to your family. Seeing you, Ella pushed some curls away from her face and called out, "Mumma! Daddy! Get on with me."

Harry turned, and, when you were close enough, slipped his arm around your waist. "What do you think, babe? Are you up for a bit of family fun?"

"Always." you nodded, smiling.

The tw of you clambered on to the circcumference next to Ella, who stopped jumping long enough to let you on, as though the ceased movements of her light frame would make a difference. Albeit you were careful, Ella seemed impressed with how high into the air you propelled yourself. "Wow, mumma! You went so high!" she exclaimed, trying to imitate you.

Harry jumped in place behind the small girl so only you could see his smirk. "Mummy's a terrific bouncer."

Despite the dirty look you shot your husband, Ella didn't ask questions. Instead, she took your hand, then Harry's. "Bounce me high, please." she requested. You and Harry exchanged a look that said the same thing:

Anything for the light of our life.