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December 13, 2016 (Nashville, Tennessee)
"Hey Lizzie, Have you seen Harry?" Taylor asked her cousin who was passing by, the house was rather crowded and she's never seen Harry since her parents wedding ceremony concluded and everyone moved to the reception by the orchard.
"Oh he's probably somewhere back there with the kids." the older woman replied with a knowing expression etched on her face before moving on to what she was supposed to do before Taylors interruption.
Taylor smiled at what her cousin replied, of course Harry wouldn't stay by the reception without her, he'd rather play with the kids in the backyard.
So Taylor made her way to the back of the house where a playground of some sort was located, and true to her cousins word, he was indeed there, sitting by the sand box, wearing a flower crown that was worn by Taylor's niece, Vanessa earlier on the wedding.
This wasn't the first time she saw him playing with her niece, but watching the two of them would always be a sight Taylor would hold dearly to her heart.
He and Vanessa have been inseparable since they arrived and it seems like this certain niece of hers took quite a liking to the british guy with a funny voice. She remembers how Harry played with Vanessa while he was desperately hiding from her nosy relatives, Taylor also remembers how Vanessa threw a mighty fit the very next day Harry was nowhere to be found in the household of holiday house and honestly she could not blame her niece because she can relate.
he's always been so good with kids, it was as if he wasn't even trying. Interacting with kids always came natural to him and there was not a doubt in Taylor's brilliant mind that Harry would be a wonderful father, someday.
The thought always made Taylor smile. Harry Styles as a doting father.
It was a very pleasant thought and if Taylor was being honest she's always seen him having his own kid in the future.
A child of his own. A little girl, with his big beautiful green eyes and chocolate mop of curls, a small dimple on her small chubby cheeks and a cute laugh that would be like a melody to anyone's ear and Harry would love her with his whole heart, would guard her fiercely from boys wanting to get their moves on her and would forever cherish her like every decent father should.
And for whatever reason Taylor let her mind wander further on those thoughts and she found herself wishing — no wanting to share that future with Harry.
It's was not the first time she daydreamed about this kind of thing but it was the first time she was fully aware of it and it's the first time she didn't want to shrug it off as if it was nothing.
She can see the image clearly, a family with Harry. Him and her married with kids of their own, her being his wife and the mother of his children, happily living upstate, and growing old together. Taylor could picture it perfectly and it made her heart swell with immense happiness. It was a truly beautiful thought.
But the realistic part of her knew that there is a possibility that things may not go like that. She knew that Harry could eventually end up with another woman — or man for that matter — and have this future Taylor oh so badly wanted with whoever that lucky person he ends up with.
And Taylor at that very moment, prayed for the life of her that whatever happens in the unforeseeable future she hopes that they end up together. It was funny though that what should seem to be just a silly thought had Taylor desperately praying, hoping and wishing so badly for one thing to happen.
