are you my daddy?

Like a family

Harry POV

I must have fallen asleep soon after Taylor finished telling me about Livy, because I woke up to a little hand patting my cheek and soft giggles. I open my eyes to find Livy looking at me and laughing. I move slightly and kiss her forehead making her giggle even more. This seems to wake Taylor who sits up abruptly and rubs her eyes.

"Sorry, I must have dozed off” She says.

“Nah, don’t worry. I think we all did. It’s almost 7pm now and we got home at 4.” I reply, making her smile lazily

“Hello little bear! Wow. Someone smells bad and I think it’s this little girl right here” She says lifting Livy up and poking her little tummy gently. “Um, I’ll just go up and change her. Be back soon.” She says to me.

I decide to go see what is in the kitchen and what I might be able to make us to eat. I find some chicken strips, tomatoes, cheese and pasta.

When Taylor comes back down she has changed both Livy, into some cute animal PJs, and herself, into track pants and a ‘Shake it off’ tank top. She looks surprised to find me cooking the chicken and pasta, while cutting up the tomatoes.

“Making yourself right at home again, I see” She says jokingly “Smells great!”

“Well I thought you might be hungry so I’m making chicken and tomato pasta bake. Um...what does Livy have?” I suddenly realise I didn’t know this.

“Oh she’ll eat the pasta! She’s a sucker for red food at the moment. I think she knows it makes a mess.” Taylor says

Taylor sits down at the breakfast bar and plays with Livy while I get dinner all ready.

Taylor POV

Harry’s cooking for me. I can’t resist taking a picture of him cutting the tomatoes and posting it on my tumblr.

‘It’s nice to have someone make you food after a long day’

I know my fans will go mad with this, but why not share some of my happiness? They always brighten my day. A few seconds after I post the picture, there are lots of notes and replies on it. I think they've figured out who it is...it’s those hands and rings.

I hear Harry ask if the bowls are in the same spot as before and I just nod, looking at Livy clapping her hands.

I suddenly feel a pair of hands land on my shoulders and hear Livy giggle sweetly.

“Dinner’s ready, my lovely ladies” Harry says.

I walk over to the kitchen table to find it all laid out with a little portion cut up in a plastic bowl for Livy and a bottle of wine alongside a jug of water on the table.

It looks like a scene you’d see in a catalogue. Like the perfect little family dinner scene.

I get Livy set up in her chair with a bib on and her bowl in front of her. She tucks in with her hands straight away, and I don’t even try to stop her. It’s not too messy at least.

Harry serves me a portion and pours a little wine into each glass. We both sit down facing each other. I try not to stare at him, but it’s hard to resist. His long hair is swept back from his face perfectly and he smiles at me every time I look over.

We eat in almost complete silence.

“So, apart from her cat toy and love of red food, what else should I know about this little one?” Harry asks

“She loves music. Like really loves it. Even before she could stand she had rhythm and great moves. I swear she’s going to out dance me before she’s 5.” I say laughing “She also loves anything chocolate related, especially the cookies Karlie makes for her when we are in New York. She loves to travel. My plane is her favourite place to be, which is lucky because she’s had to do a lot of it in her life.”

Harry seems to be hanging on my every word.

“Apart from that she’s pretty much a typical 1 year old. Sleeps, plays, eats, poops...” I finish shrugging my shoulders.