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river anne styles was born july 2, 2011. and the second she was placed on her fathers bare chest for the first time, she instantly became his bestfriend.
his life long bestfriend.
growing up, she was the biggest influence on harry's career...
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𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 20 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐚𝐠𝐞 2
Harry expected to come off of stage and do what he always did.
Come and hug his sweet girl, give her all the cuddles he couldn't give her during the show.
But when he walked in the green room, the sight before him made a cease form in his eyebrows.
Three year old river, was laying down on the sofa, a cloth pressed against her forehead, as Lou sat next to her, rubbing her leg up and down soothingly.
Harry didn't waste a second in racing over to where she was, crouching down and tucking a strand of her brown curls out of her face. "— what happened?"
"I'm not entirely sure"Lou Teasdale answered, offering Harry a sympathetic look as she watched him keep his full attention on his daughter. The amount of love he had for her was unbelievable. "— one second we were all dancing around and then she started complaining that she was cold and wanted a blanket, so we sat her down and wrapped her up, that's when I noticed the fever she was running"
"A fever?"
Lou nodded. "I think she's fine though, she hasn't been sick"
Lou stood up carefully, offering her spot to Harry so that he wasn't crouched down on the floor by his daughter, instead having him sat next to her.
The second he sat down on the sofa, River opened up her green orbs slowly, letting them fixate on her father. "—Daddy...."
"Hey, hey it's okay pickle, I'm right here"Harry cooed, running his hand across the palm of her hand softly, wanting to make her feel comfortable. "— close your eyes for me, there's a good girl"
