6 years later she was a spiting image if her father. Dimples, curly blonde hair. A cheeky personality. Sometimes it hurt to look at her. But she was just as lovable. His laugh. I loved her to pieces and i knew he would have loved her just as much as i did. She usually asked were he dad was. I always told her he was away on a trip. She took to the boys fast she was closet to Louis. We all found that a little creepy. She looked so much like him, was so Much like him, and took to Louis. He didn't mind. A couple days after her 6th birthday, I left her in the living room with the boys and went upstairs. It was time to go through his stuff. But not his regular stuff, what he wore when he died. I took the box down and sat on the bed and opened it. I pulled his shoes out and felt the pain of that night come back like a blow to the face. I set them aside and pulled his top and pants out. His coat sat on the bottom. I picked it up and pressed it to my face. It still smelled like him. After 6 years. I let the tears fall and folded it back up. A crinkling sound came from his pocket. I frowned and reached in it and pulled out an envelope. Written on the front was one word. Child. I turned it over, and in his messy handwriting was 'Give It to Our Child'. My heart speed up. How had he known? But I was going to do what it said. He wanted it to go to our child. I walked out of the room and called her name. Soon she ran up the stairs.
"Yes mommy?" I reached for her hand. She grabbed it and I walked her to our room and sat her down on the bed. I handed her the letter.
"Daddy wrote this for you, he wanted you to read it," She looked down at it. I kissed her forehead and left the room.
SUMMERS POV
My mom closed the door and I looked down at the envelope.. I opened it and took out a sheet of paper.
Dear Child,
Hi, this is your dad. Harry. I just want to start out by telling you that I love you. You don't know me so
this might be weird. But I do. Your mom is probably very confused on how i knew about you. See, she
never told me. But, when i was having a shower, I saw this little thing in the trash, saying your mom was pregnant,
with you. I can't tell you how happy I was when i saw that. I felt like the happiest guy ever.
If your reading this, that means I won't get to know you. Because something has happened to me,
But i want you to never read this. But if you are. I'm so sorry for not being there for you.
I want to see you grow up and fall in love. But if i don't. I'm proud of you! I don't know what you'll become,
But I will always be proud of you! And i will always love you. I have a feeling your mom is going to name you Summer.
She always loved Summer, and I'm sure that, that name, will suit you.
Tell your Uncle Louis, Zayn, Liam and Niall I love them and I'm proud of what we did together. And tell your mom
I will love her forever, and always, and i will always be watching over you.
Love you little one.
-Love Your dad
Harry

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