🌸HARRY STYLES imagines🌸

Just stop you crying

(Requested by; @falloutofsummer)

With heavy feet you walked up the stairs at 08:25 pm. Darcy was in your arms, hanging over your shoulder. You felt your t-shirt get wet from the tears that was running down the little sweet face of hers.

You had tried to calm her down for about half an hour, but nothing had worked. The whole situation was a mixture of tiredness and missing her dad. Harry had just a couple of shows left from being done with the British and Irish leg of the tour, witch you felt nothing other then happy about. You loved to see him happy, but you also loved to see your little girl happy. She had cried and had an abnormal amount of tantrums in the last couple of weeks. She missed her dad, just as much as he missed her. Of course they had Skyped, but as soon as the screen went black she would cry her eyes out, breaking your heart as you tried to get her to calm down, witch usually ended up with her falling asleep in your arms from crying. You had tried to search on the internet for ideas but nothing had worked-nothing.

"Darcy, sweetie. Please stop crying for mommy" You said pleadingly as you rocked her on your hip in a soothing way while looking for a set of pajamas for her. She just sniffled before another set of tears got started. You dropped the two piece pajama that you had in your hands on to the floor while you held on tighter to the little girl. You started to rub circles to the small of her back while her head rested on your shoulder again. You felt a relief overflow you when her loud cries turned into quiet sniffles. "Your alright, your alright" You repeated, as you rocked her back and forth in a light swing.

When Darcy had almost calmed down fully you sat her down on her bed so she could put her pajamas on (well with a little help of you of course, to make sure she puts her arms in the right hole)

"Mommy?" She asked as she struggled to put on her top. "Mhm?" You asked while helping her. "When daddy come home?" She asked in her high-pitched three year old voice. You didn't get shocked at the question, since she'd asked that for the past couple of weeks here and there.

"Daddy will be home in three sleeps sweet" You said while kissing her on the cheek. "And, mommy?" She asked again. "Yeah lovey?" You asked as you helped her put on her pants. "Can I s'eep wif you?" She asked. This was new, she had never asked this before. Usually you would have said no to this question, so it wouldn't become a habit of hers, but all you ever wanted now was that she wouldn't shed a single tear more. "Alright, but only for tonight. Kapeesh?" You said as you took her pinky in yours. "Kapeesh" she said and you begun walking to yours and Harry's bedroom.

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It was three sleeps later. Harry was coming home today. Harry was coming home today. You thought again as you just woke up. All you ever wanted and needed now was a tight hug from the man you loved, a sweet kiss from the man you loved and a bright smile from the little girl you loved.

You turned around in the white sheets to see the light brown locks laying outspread over the white pillow, making her hair look like a delicate chocolate brown color. The little promise you made three days ago were easily broken. She'd slept in yours and Harry's bed since then.

Darcy had been so excited yesterday when you told her that it was only one more sleep and that she'd see her dad tomorrow. You could've thought it was Christmas eve so excited she was.

You took up your phone to check some emails and other stuff on your phone while waiting on Darcy to wake, thinking that it probably was the best to do.

After about ten minuets you can see her stir, and you put away your phone to now pay attention to her. Both of you had walked into yours and Harry's closet yesterday to find t-shirts for the both of you to wear. Darcy had a Rolling Stones shirt on with lots of colors on it, she had picked it herself "I want that one mommy, it have rainbows on it" she'd said. The shirt wore hanging loosely down to her feet, and the arms wore down to the middle of her forearm. Yourself had picked a white Britney Spears shirt with pink details on it, who wore hanging loosely down to your thighs.