The dressing room was filled with people rushing to get the boys ready for their interview with Graham Norton. As Harry was slipping into his jacket, he looked over at his wife nursing Darcy on the small couch. He had been reluctant for them to come, especially with Darcy at only three weeks old, but it had been a while since Taylor had attended an interview and she insisted that they accompany him.
“Is she okay?”
He sat beside his wife, resting his arm on the couch behind her and looking down at the pink blanket that covered Taylor’s chest as Darcy nursed. Taylor had dressed her up for the occasion, a purple sundress with a matching bow headband, she looked camera ready.
“By the amount she’s eaten today, I think she is.” Harry chuckled, Darcy had somehow developed an appetite like her Uncle Niall’s, yet she was still so tiny.
Taylor’s head dropped to Harry’s shoulder as her eyes fluttered closed. Nursing had become much easier for her, not as uncomfortable as it had been at the start. Harry lifted the blanket to get a peek at his daughter; seeing her nursing away, eyes fluttered closed. He leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead, stroking her soft hair before pressing a chaste kiss to the skin of his wife’s breast.
“Cheeky, cheeky.” Taylor giggled as he lifted his head back up to her eyesight. She opened her green eyes to lock with her husband’s matching ones, smiling as they made eye contact. She noticed the playful glint fading in his eyes, making her frown. “What’s wrong baby?”
He sighed, kissing her forehead. “I’m just nervous, I just don’t want anything to happen to you two while I’m on air.”
“We’ll be fine. Paul and Preston aren’t going to let anything happen to us.” Taylor cupped his chin, pulling his face to hers so she could leave behind a sweet, reassuring kiss to his lips.
“Alright boys, we’re on in ten.”
“Love you baby, do good. We’ll be out there when it starts, I promise.”
Another kiss was shared between the pair before Harry ducked under the blanket once again to kiss his daughter’s head. “Love you, my girls.”
*
“Tonight we have five very special guests, they’ve just released an album and one has just become a father. Please welcome Liam, Louis, Niall, Zayn, and Harry! One Direction!” Graham introduced the boys, looking over to the now open doors where they walked through shaking Graham’s hand as they sat on the red couch.
“It is so nice to see you again! How is everything?”
“Everything is truly incredible, even after all these years, we are still so amazed at where we are.” Louis answered as all the boys nodded in agreement.
“There is a rumor going around that Mr. Styles has a new lady in his life. A very tiny lady at that.”
A picture of Darcy, only a few hours old, showed on the screen causing the audience to erupt in a collective ‘aw’. Harry’s smile stretched from one ear to the other, dimples deeper than ever, his eyes sparkling like never before. His cheeks flushed as he looked down at the ground still smiling.
“Why don’t you introduce this beautiful little girl yourself?”
“Erm, this is my baby girl, Darcy Anne Elizabeth.” Harry couldn’t stop smiling, every time he said her name or even thought about her, he would get so bashful. His little girl had him under a spell and he never wanted to get out of it.
“How is she doing?”
“She is doing amazing, she sleeps most of the time and when she’s not sleeping she’s eating, but honestly, she’s the most laid-back, easy going, little girl in the world. She’s so easy to love.”
He looked over at his wife cradling a sleeping Darcy, beaming at him, he wanted more than anything to hold Darcy and show her off to the world, but then again, he wanted her all to himself, not having to share her with anyone.
A few crew members had gathered around Taylor, cooing to Darcy and showering her with compliments. Everyone was enthralled by her, like they were under her spell.
“And your wife?”
“She’s an amazing mother, she knows exactly what to do at all times.”
“How was it, getting to experience her give birth?”
“Absolutely amazing, there’s nothing like it. You never realize how strong a woman is until you watch her give birth. As much as I wanted to take all of it away for her and as much as it pained me to see her like that, I don’t think I could endure it. She is incredible and I am so glad that she is my wife and the mother of our baby girl.”
“Well she is absolutely adorable, congratulations.”
Harry’s face was completely red, deep dimples nestled in his cheeks as he smiled widely. “Thank you very much.”
Taylor continued beaming at him from her place just to the side of the stage. Darcy hadn’t stirred one bit the entire interview, not even the screams of fangirls or the clapping interrupted her deep slumber. Harry smiled at his girls, so happy that they had come to support him. His eyes trailed down to the little girl his wife held, smiling bigger at the sight of her. She would never know just how happy she made him, just by being Darcy.

Notes

This one turned out better than expected! I’m really happy with it and I hope you guys are too!
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Stay tuned for part thirteen: Spoiled Rotten