Life After Role Play

Sophie is now 2 and I am pregnant with twins.
Harry and Sophie are attached by the hip and although he is supposed to be touring right now, he comes home every chance he gets.
This weekend, Sophie and I are flying to North Carolina for me to see family and friends, but also to see Harry and the boys perform in Charlotte.
Luckily, I wasn’t at the stage of me showing my growing belly bump yet, so no one knew I was pregnant except for Harry.
I was a little nervous about traveling alone with a two year old, but I would be with my personal assistant and security, so I wasn’t too freaked out about it.
When Friday came, I packed for myself and then walked into Sophie’s nursery where she was sleeping, to pack for her as well.
I went back into my room and took a quick shower, blow dried my hair, and threw it into a casual ponytail.
I put on a sweater with my navy JCrew vest, since it was really cold outside, and slipped on my favorite Tory burch nude flats.
I put on big pearl earrings and my Michael Kors watch and threw all of my necessities into my big Tory Burch nude purse.
I walked into Sophie’s nursery and started to pack her diaper bag that I would take with me on the plane.
As I was doing this, I heard her start to wake up,
“mumma…mmmuma” I heard her say
I stopped what I was doing and walked over to where she had pulled herself up onto the side of the crib.
She was growing up too fast. She is already walking and talking and somewhat feeding herself.
And she was about to be a big sister.
I lifted her from the crib, and walked over to the changing table, where I quickly changed her diaper.
I slipped her into the adorable outfit that I had picked out for her from her closet, which was a brown chevron dress with a pumpkin on it and a big brown bow. It was perfect because Halloween was tomorrow.
I put her hair into a ponytail and stuck the bow onto the side of her head.
When I was done I slipped on some of her low brown boots and set her down on the floor to play while I finished packing for her.
When I was done, I carried her downstairs with me along with my bag and her bag.
I set her down into her high chair placing a bib around her when the door bell rang.
Tucker and Ollie made a b line to the door barking and growling.
Sophie was banging her sippy cup on her high chair table.
“I hungee” she said
“One sec baby” I said, walking over to the door.
It was Harry and I’s personal assistant.
“Hi Stephanie, how are you?” I asked, pecking her on the cheek.
“I’m doing well. I was just wondering if you needed me to help you get anything done or in order before we leave?” she asked,
“I think i’m good right now, but thank you though. You can just come hang out in here until we leave if you’d like”
She listened and came and sat down on our couch.
I went into the pantry and pulled out a container of puffs, pouring some out on Sophie’s high chair table thing.
I then fed both dogs and wrote a note to our dog sitter.
I then cut up a few strawberries and set them down for Sophie and a couple pieces of cheese.
Once she was done eating, I wiped her hands and face off before cleaning up her high chair.
I set her down on the floor, where she immediately walked over to see Stephanie.
“Alright Steph, i’m almost done, and then we can head out”
I reached down to pick up Ollie, and I led Tucker into our guest room, where I threw two bones on the ground. One of our assistants would be stopping by each day to walk and feed the dogs, so I wasn’t too worried about them.
I filled up their water bowls and went upstairs to turn off all the lights.
I reapplied a little of my makeup and walked back downstairs.
I was greeted at the bottom of the stairs by Sophie who was holding her arms in the air, wanting me to pick her up.
I lifted her into my arms.

“Stephanie, can you help me put the bags in the car?” I asked politely,
I went into the kitchen to grab Sophie a sippy cup with water, and then carried our bags out to the SUV that was taking us to the airport.
Luckily there was a carseat in the car already so I didn’t have to transfer Sophie’s from my car to this one.
I set Sophie down on the ground because I knew she would pitch a fit if I put her in her car seat now, and she made the saddest/cutest little pout face I have ever seen.
I shut the trunk and pulled out my phone to take a picture.
I quickly instagrammed it with the caption “someone’s missing their daddy”
I lifted her back into my arms and set her into her carseat.
She wined for a little bit until I joined her in the back, with Stephanie sitting in the front, and one of Harry’s security guards driving.
“Hi, Mrs. Styles, my name is Kenny and I will be your driver and security guard today. I just wanted to warn you that there are going to be a lot of paparazzi and fans here at the airport today. We already have notified airport security, so they should make sure that you and your daughter get through easily.”
“Thank you Kenny” I said, and looked down at my phone.
I opened instagram back up and noticed that I already had 10,000 likes and a bunch of comments.
A text popped up on my phone.
love your instagram post. What time does your flight land? x H

I quickly typed back a response
leaving house now, flight should land around 4. miss you xx

I then checked my twitter, and I was just scrolling through my twitter when a picture Harry tweeted popped up.
Missing my baby girl a little extra today.

I immediately retweeted the adorable picture that I had taken of my cute husband and baby when she was about 11 months.
Another text popped up from Harry.
miss you more babe. i’ll be at the airport at 4. text me when you land. H

I didn’t think that needed a response so I turned my attention to Sophie, who was sucking on her pacifier and looking out the window.
Once we arrived at the airport, I saw tons of fans, and fortunately not too many paps.
When our SUV pulled up, security ran over to the car and grabbed Sophie and I’s bags, checking them for us.
I got out of the car, and walked around to get Sophie from her carseat.

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