"She’s so beautiful mate." Zayn cooed as he cradled Darcy in his arms. Perrie stood beside him cooing to the newborn. Darcy eyes were wide open, showing her now blue-green irises looking around curiously. "She’s got your curls."
Harry beamed proudly at his daughter, “Thanks mate.”
“So how has it been since you’ve been home?” Louis asked, looking at his smiling best friend.
“It’s been surprisingly easy so far, she’s just perfect.”
All the boys had come over to the house to meet their new niece, all of them extremely excited to have a new baby running around. Darcy would be spoiled, no doubt.
Taylor sat on the couch chatting with Jordan and Eleanor as they gushed over how adorable Darcy was. Little Lincoln Horan was propped in his mother’s lap, blue eyes glancing over at Darcy in anticipation. He was so enthralled by the fact that she was so tiny, even compared to him. When Taylor and Harry had told he and his brother that they would have a new cousin, Lucas was extremely excited, while Lincoln didn’t take the news so well. Lincoln knew, even at the slight age of three, that he wouldn’t be the baby anymore, and that didn’t sit well with him. So now that Darcy was here, he was eager to meet the girl that would be taking the spotlight from him.
Darcy had been passed around the group of her uncles, finally getting to Niall. He cooed to the little girl cradled in his arms, smiling as he walked over to sit by his wife and young son. Lincoln looked down at the little girl his father was holding, before his eyes flickered up to his father’s.
“Bud, you want to hold her?”
Lincoln was skeptical, looking to Taylor for approval. “It’s okay Link, here, I’ll help.”
Taylor picked up the little blonde from her best friend’s lap and setting him in hers as Niall stood in front of the two, ready to hand over Darcy. Taylor reached out for her daughter as Lincoln did the same. The small girl was brought closer as Taylor’s arms encircled her, Lincoln mimicking her actions.
“Whatcha think bud?” Niall asked looking at his son.
“She tiny.”
“Yes she is.” He chuckled. “She was just born two days ago! Can you believe that?”
“Weally daddy? Where did she come fwom?”
“From my belly, don’t you remember when I looked like I had a basketball under my shirt?” Taylor asked amused by the three-year-old’s questions.
“Did you eat her?” He asked, his eyes widening.
“No sweetie, I didn’t eat her.” She chuckled. “Can you say hi to Darcy?”
“Hi Darcy.” His little lisp seeped through, making everyone giggle. “You’re vewy wittle.”
Lincoln sat absorbing the little spotlight-stealer for a few moments before Jordan spoke up. “Alright, it’s my turn.”
Niall made the transfer from Lincoln to his wife, her trained arms immediately cradling Darcy. Jordan cooed to her as Darcy stared up at her aunt in wonder, little gurgles escaped passed her pink lips.
“She’s so precious.” Jordan commented smiling widely.
Taylor smiled, Harry coming up behind her and propping himself on the arm of the couch as they watched their best friends interact with their daughter. There was no doubt in the world that Darcy would grow up in a loving environment, she already had everyone wrapped around her fingers.

Notes

This one is really short but I think it turned out pretty cute! I love the interaction between Darcy and Lincoln! So precious!
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Stay tuned for part twelve: Under Her Spell