Harry Styles Imagines

42 - Made from love (au)

Made from love

                                                  Harry and I are walking hand in hand through the park, our daughter walking in front of us, admiring the autumnal park. The three of us sit down on a bench so she can eat something, our daughter between Harry and me. Her brown curly sway with the wind when she suddenly looks up to Harry.

 "Daddy, what is love?" She asks, her voice so sweet and innocent, it brings a smile to my lips. Harry looks at me and draws his eyebrows together. His eyes scan my face and even now, ten years of marriage, his ardent look with which he always admires me makes me blush.

 "Love is—It is actually really difficult to explain, sweetheart, you can only feel it. It is a very strong feeling and a very very beautiful one. You can't control it because it just happens and your mind has no say in it. But nevertheless, it makes you very happy." He explains without taking his eyes from me, our daughter still munching her bread, thinking about his words

 "Do you love Mommy? Is that why you are kissing her the whole time?" I chuckle at her words and Harry smirks, running his fingers through his shorter but still curly hair.

 "Yes, I love Mommy," Harry smiles at her and she looks interested at him, "And I love you too."

 "Eww but I don't want you to kiss me like you kiss Mommy!" She quickly says and scrunches her nose while Harry and I both start laughing.

 "You sure?" Harry laughs and places little kisses on her cheeks and one last kiss on the top of her head. An adorable giggle escapes her mouth while she presses her tiny body against mine, trying to escape her father. I smile at both of them, my adorable and perfect family. She immediately asks the next question right after Harry stopped kissing her cheek.

 "When did you know that you love Mommy?" She asks, sounding so interested in the story of Harry and I, her father and her mother. Our relationship is not special, we never had a real down like in those relationships that are portrayed in movies. We fell in love, maybe even too quick, but never did we regret it because I love him just as much as I did on the very first day I realized that I love him. He still is my better half and the one I choose to spent my life with and I could not be any more happy with my choice.

 "I always knew that Mommy was my...my queen," Harry tells rather me than our daughter.

 "Your queen?" She asks excitedly, "Did she wear beautiful dresses like a queen does?"

 "No she didn't. But she never needed dresses like a queen to be my queen," Harry explains and his fingers stroke through her hair, "After we became friends I started to see your Mommy in a different light. She always seemed to lighten up a room with simply smiling and everything she did seemed to be right and perfect, only because she was the one who was doing it. There never really was a moment where I exactly knew I love her, the feeling just was there all of sudden. Whenever I looked at her there were those butterflies inside my stomach," Harry says and tickles her stomach while she listens attentively, "My heart was racing when she laughed. I just felt it."

 "When do I know that I love someone?" She asks after a while and if my daughter weren't here I would jump over to Harry and kiss him. I would wrap my arms around him and just thank him for being him, this wonderful man, "Is it going to be different with me?"

 "You will feel it in your heart." Harry answers her and strokes her cheek with his thumb. She looks happily at him and then at me. Her feet dangling in the air while she thinks about his words. I feel Harry's hand grabbing mine and a warm feeling spreads out in my body, going straight to my heart. Such a simple touch of him has so much power over me and my feelings—it is incredible.

 "Then I love you two with aaall my heart." Our daughter tells us and stretches out her hands, trying to show us how much she loves us. She giggles to herself before she continues munching her bread again while Harry and I smile at each other, happy that we have each other and our little baby girl made from love.