Harry Styles Imagines

#60 Lazy Mornings

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LAZY MORNINGS

Harry's POV

The feeling of small hands patting my bare stomach is what finally draws me from the wonderful state of being asleep. Sure enough, a six-year-old was happily sitting on top of me.

"Yay, you're awake!" She exclaims with a wide smile on her face. Her lack of two front teeth makes the sight an even cuter one. She was beautiful nonetheless. "Can we make chocolate pancakes?" She questions.

"Chocolate pancakes?" I repeat, a smile working its way onto my lips. Those sure do sound good right about now. I'm nearly starved.

"Mhm." She nods, causing a few strands of her curly hair fall into her face. She giggles before tucking them behind her ears.

"How about blueberry pancakes?" I question to tease her, knowing well that she doesn't like them.

Her face contorts in disgust. "No Daddy, those are too healthy. Chocolate pancakes are better and everybody knows that," she states matter of factly. The sassy look on her face only makes me laugh.

"But blueberry pancakes are better for you," I continue.

"And?" She raises a brow.

I open my mouth in fake shock. "You did not just do that, missy."

"Yes I did." She tries to keep a straight face, but ends up laughing when I cross my eyes. "Cheater," she accuses.

"Nuh-uh."

"Uh-huh." She pokes my belly button and I smile.

"Nuh-uh."

Before she has the chance to say anything back, I sit up and swiftly drape her over my shoulder. An excited squeal leaves her mouth as I stand up from my bed and walk to the bathroom.

When we get there I set her down on Y/N's side of the sink, while I stood on my side and took care of all my personal hygiene. Surprisingly, she didn't say much after that. The silence was comfortable, though. She'd occasionally turn around and make faces in the mirror, which made me smile.

That's one thing she never failed to do. Even when it seems as though there's nothing to smile about she always finds a way just like Y/N. I'm glad to have the two of them in my life. They keep me going.

After I dry my face off, I scoop Darcy back into my arms and kiss her cheek. "Now we can go make pancakes."

As soon as we make it into the kitchen, she starts squirming, I put her down. Already knowing where it was, she goes straight to the pantry and retrieves a box of chocolate chip pancake mix.

"You get the rest," she tells me.

"Gee, thanks for the help," I say sarcastically.

Let's just say out pancakes turned out better than I thought they would. Unlike our last attempt, they were edible and delicious.

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Sorry for the wait! Hopefully this is good enough quality, being it's twelve in the morning. Mind voting?

Btw, who would've thought I'd write 60 imagines? When I first started I thought I would stop at #1 because nobody would read them, so thanks for reading!

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