You're the youngest child in the household and naturally, you're everyone's Little Darling.
You're two years younger than your brother Harry and you two were like peas in a pod. He was your favorite person and the feeling was mutual.
Whenever you fell down and scraped your knees or elbows at the playground, it didn't count until Harry put a bandage on it and kissed the 'boo-boo'.
You're his Little Angel.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionI love writing imagines with the Boys as Big Brothers(Little Brothers work, as well. Maybe I'll write one of those too.) This one is based on Harry. P.S: I'll do ones for other boys soon. I do personal preferences, as well. Feel free to comment i...
