Harry: He stood looking in the bathroom mirror, his head pounding. Last night he had went out with Niall and he was now suffering the consequences. Six year old Maddie came thumping down the hall and Harry winced at every step she took, praying that she wouldn't come in. "Daddy!" she exclaimed, jumping into his arms. "Hey there" he smiled weakly, moving her to his other hip. "Daddy why do we live?" she asked. Harry cleared his throat and placed her back on the ground. "Actually Poppet I've got a bit of a headache...do you think you cou-" The small girl cut him off "Do you know how kangaroos keep themselves cool?" He thought for a moment before hesitantly answering "No..." Maddie climbed up on the closed toilet seat "I do! They cover themselves in spit. That's kind of disgusting isn't it? Do you think I could cover myself in spit?" Harry left the bathroom while Maddie was still talking in search of you and possibly some paracetamol for his head. "Daddy where are you going? I haven't finished my story!"
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Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences
FanfictionImagines and Preferences about the one and only Harold Styles as you may have worked out from the title oopsssssssssss Feel free to check out my other 5 books of one direction imagines and preferences ;p
