Come Back When You Can- Harry Styles One Shot
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Every single time before Harry went up on stage, there was a bit of a routine.
From the vocal warm-ups with the rest of the boys, Lou applying the last touches to his unruly hair, and sound check, not once did Harry fail to call you.
It was a habit, something that regardless of how long they had been performing, still calmed his nerves and brought him comfort. The only difference was that this time, he had two girls wishing him good luck.
When Darcy was born, Harry did not believe he could love another human being as much as he loved her. A switched flipped within him as soon as the nurse handed him the small, squirming bundle. It truly was love at first sight and in that moment he knew he would never be the same.
He bawled that day, and he was not even ashamed to admit it. The rush he was so used to experiencing on stage in front of thousands was multiplied by a million when her small fingers wrapped around his finger, her big green eyes studying him curiously. He was a dad now.
"Come on..." he murmured, sighing in frustration when he got your voicemail for the fifth time in a row in the past hour.
Hanging up, he decided to try the house instead considering that perhaps your mobile device was off.
"Hiii, you've reached the Styles' home. Unfortunately we are out, so please,"
He smiled at the sound of your voice before Darcy's took over the message, finishing the rest of the voicemail with her baby lisped words.
"Leave your message for mummy and daddy after the beep!"
"Hi my beautiful girls," Harry's clutch on his cell phone tightened as he began to pace the dressing room. "I've had no luck trying to reach mummy, but I just wanted to let you both know I am going on stage soon, so I will just call you after. Text me when you get this, I love you both so, so much."
Slumping down on the couch, he ran his shaky fingers through his hair, mindful not to ruin Lou's work. It was extremely unusual for you to not answer your phone, so he could not help the small bit of anxiety to arise in his mind.
With Darcy at three years old, she kept you both on your toes. She was an adventurous little one, always getting into all sorts of trouble. At this point, he hoped the lack of responses did not have to do with anything bad.
"Everything all right, mate?"
Harry jumped startled as he noticed Liam leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest.
"Yeah," Harry nodded, smiling slightly.
"No word from the missus?" His friend inquired.
"Not yet," he sighed, getting up and clipping his microphone to his jeans. "She is probably just busy with Darcy, I am sure they will get back to me eventually."
"Of course she will," Liam reached forward and patted Harry's back reassuringly. "They always do."
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Deciding to surprise Harry on tour had been your idea, and frankly, it had not been easy. With his managements help, they were able to find you two airplane tickets and a ride to the arena all without him finding out.
Once the car pulled up to the venue, you were anxious to get out and rush to find him. His calls and texts were driving you crazy, because after almost a month of not seeing each other, all you wanted to do was have him in your arms.
Darcy was still young, so sometimes she did not understand why her daddy was gone for long periods of time. Every night she would stand by the front door, her favorite stuffed animal in hand, waiting for him. It wasn't until she fell asleep and you carried her to bed that you could barely hold back the tears as well.
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