Harry Styles. BSM, DDM.

You have to get a shot.

You have to get a shot.

Harry age 3.

You were sleeping soundly in your rainbow decorated bed when the bed shifted with someone's weight.

Someone's warm and massive hand starts to rub your back. You whimpered and rubbed your eyes and slowly opened them.

"Good morning baby girl." Harry said softly.

"Morning." You said in a cute baby voice and sat up. Harry pulled you onto his lap and cradled you in his arms.

"Do you know what today is?" He asked gently. You sighed deeply and nodded. You had been sick lately and today you have to go to the doctors to get a check up. And possibly a shot.

"I guess." You mutter and pout your lips and look down at your lap. Harry gently tilts your chin up with his curved index finger to look up at him.

"If you cheer up, we will go to the park and get ice cream. Just you and me." He smiles at you. You smile tightly at him and nod.

Harry dresses you in a pair of black leggings, a white long sleeve shirt with a big black sparkly heart on the front and black sparkly toms. He bruised through your hair and put it in a loose pony tail.

He picks you up and walks out to his car and puts you in your car seat in the back seat and buckles you in and gets in himself and drives to the doctors office.

He parks in the vacant spot and gets out and goes to the back and opens the door and is about to unbuckle you.

"No! I can do it!" You state and he laughs and watches you unbuckle yourself. He picks you up again and sets you down this time and holds your hand and walks into the building.

He signs you in and goes to sit on one of the chairs with you in his lap. You start to think about the shot and the needles and how much it's going to hurt.

You whimper and feel tears slowly start to trail down your cheeks.

"What's wrong baby?" Harry whispers and holds you tighter.

"I don't wanna get da shot." You cry softly.

"Aww." Harry coos and places his hand on the side of your face and pushes it to his chest. He rocks you back and forth until you calm down a bit.

"It's only going to hurt for a second, sweetheart." He tries to reason with you, as he thumbs away your tears.

"Y/N Styles." The doctor calls, you immediately jump off of Harry's lap and grip onto the chair leg, crying.

"No no no!" You sob and squeeze your eyes closed and hug the leg of the chair.

"Baby, c'mon it's your turn." Harry says, crouching down next to you and putting one hand on your back and the other over your two hands clutching the chair leg.

"No! I don't want dis!" You say high pitched.

"Babe." He states and you ignore him.

"Babe, look at me." He says and you do so.

"Will you do this for me?" He whispers in your ear. You sigh and nod.

"Good girl." He says and holds his hand out, palm up for a high five. You slap his hand and he keeps your small hand in his hold and gives it a reassuring squeeze and then swings you up by your one arm and puts you on his back.

He holds both of your hands over his shoulders as he walks into the little room.

He sets you down on the paper covered bed and stands in front of you.

He holds both of your hands and looks you dead in the eyes.

"Put your game face on. Show me your brave face." He demands and you put on your most defiant face to show that you're brave.

"There we go, tiger." He says and fists bumps your little fist. The doctor comes in and does the normal check up, your height, your weight, your eyes, ears, mouth.

He writes everything down and then walks out and then walks back in with a tray of 2 shots. You see the needles and your eyes widen.

"Hey." Harry whispers beside you. You turn and look up at him.

"Brave face." He nods and you nod back and he holds out his hand again, because he knows how much you love to hold his hand, and you take it and hold onto this fine. The doctor pulls down your sleeve and cleans your arm with an alcohol pad. (These things stink, by the way)

You look away and squeeze Harry's hand when you feel the needle price your skin but just like that it's gone.

"Ok, one more." The doctor smiles. This time you had to get it in your thigh. So Harry had you lay down then pulled down your leggings just until the part of your thighs that is needed.

The doctor cleaned the spot and you closed your eyes and whimpered when the needle pinched your skin then it's done.

The doctor puts bugs bunny bandaids on the marks and then you're done.

Harry picks you up and carries you out. He signs you out and then starts to walk to his car.

"I'm proud of you for being so good." He praises as he buckles you in. He starts to drive to your next destinations.

Ice cream and the park.

Just like he promised.

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