Harry Styles Imagines

hey angel

Description - you and Ava, your daughter are attending Harry's show in the O2 London but something goes wrong

It was Harry's first show of the UK leg of the tour. 

It was the opening show, for night one, at the O2 and Harry was beyond excited. However, amongst the buzzed feelings, he was also slightly nervous because you were currently 6 months - pregnant with your second child - and were attending the show tonight.

Ava, your 3 year old daughter, was busy watching some YouTube videos whilst you were getting yourself ready to go to the O2. Perks of living so close to the arena meant you could leave the house 30 minutes before the show and still be there on time. You put on maternity jeans and one of Harry's band t-shirts. You wanted to be as comfortable as possible, especially since the baby had been very restless recently. Ava, on the other hand, had decided she wanted to look pretty for her Daddy's concert. So she was wearing a white, long sleeved tshirt, some cream coloured tights and a pink, corduroy pinafore. Her curly chocolate locks hung lose over her shoulders, but she's insisted she had a clip in her hair.

"Ava, darling? Go and put your shoes on." You called out to her as you finished putting your hair in a ponytail. You'd felt quite hot and flustered all afternoon, so you wanted to make sure your hair was away from your sweaty neck.

You heard feet patterning down on the hard, wooden hallway. Ava was so excited to see her dad tonight. She had seen him last night briefly, when you'd picked him up from Heathrow, but he'd left early this morning for rehearsals and so hadn't seen him all day.

Ava came tottering in your room with her little pink Timberland boots, that Harry had bought as an early birthday present "Mummy I can't put them on. Too hard." She pouted as she walked over to you.

"Aw okay. Come here then, big girl." You opened your arms up for her and she came and sat in your lap, teaching her how she could effectively do it herself in the future. You helped her put on her boots and lifted her off the chair, but as you did a large pain erupted from your back - making you wince.

"You okay mummy?" Ava asked, concerned for you. Ava knew you were carrying her new sibling and her dad had given her a speech, with the message, that she needed to protect her mummy when Harry wasn't there to protect you himself.

The pain in your back lessened when you stood up, but it was still uncomfortable. "Yeah baby. Mummy's fine." You smoothed the hair on her head as she hugged her, small, arms around your leg tightly. "We nearly ready to go and see daddy?" You asked her excitedly, trying to distract her from worrying about you.

"Yeah!" She screamed and ran down the hall. You followed closely in tow, and watched as she put her little pink raincoat on. You put on a a black cardigan, as you were still quite flustered, and then locked the house up. You handed Ava your handbag as you reversed the car out of the garage. She climbed in to the back seat and you made sure she was secure in her chair. You got back into the drivers seat and began to back out of the drive. Driving whilst pregnant was really weird. You were sure though, in a few weeks, it would come a time when you physically couldn't drive anymore.

You blasted Harry's album in the car on the way to the O2. Ava's favourite song was Golden, and you couldn't disagree with her. For a three year old she did a good job at remembering the words to the songs.

You arrived with 15 minutes spare. You parked your car round the back of the arena, near the tour bus, and clambered out of the car. You undid Ava's seatbelt and helped her down the large step from the car to the floor. After locking the car you took Ava's hand and walked over to the behind-the-stage doors. After knocking a few times a man comes running out.