AN: Hi guys! I decided to write this extra thing because it's Valentine's Day and I actually wanted to do something like this for Christmas, but I never got around doing that so I decided now was the perfect time.
This is just a small thing I wrote, it has nothing to do with the actual story line or anything, so don't get confused!
Happy Valentine's Day everyone and hopefully you'll enjoy this.
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"Hazzy," Aisling whines when Harry is drying her after her usual bath.
"I'm not tired," she continues and Harry sighs, watching the clock on the wall.
"It's past your bedtime already," he tells her and she shakes her head.
"Okay well, what if I'll tell you a bedtime story?" He suggests.
"Yes please."
"Let's get you to bed then," he says and hands over her pyjamas. Soon enough she's tucked up in bed and Harry is on the floor, sitting Indian style, facing her.
"What kind of a story do you want to hear?"
"Like the movie we watched," she happily announces and Harry chuckles a bit.
They watched a Valentine's Day movie earlier, Aisling insisted on watching it although it's the middle of the summer. Now, she obviously wants to hear a story about Valentine's Day and Harry does some quick thinking before coming up with something, smiling to himself.
"Once upon a time, there was a boy called Harry," he begins.
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Harry has never really been one of those people who love Valentine's Day.
In fact, he has always thought it's just another day in life. He has never celebrated the day in any way, acting like it's any other day. This year though, everything is different.
Although it's a typical working day for him, another day with Aisling, it's a bit special. Harry is up early and on his way to a flower shop, wanting to buy something for both Niall and Aisling.
On his way to the flower shop, he happily sings along the radio, a lazy smile glued to his face. He is happy, mostly because it's the first time he is truly enjoying Valentine's Day and actually celebrating it. He is also making an effort, wanting to buy something special for the two people he loves. Niall and Aisling.
"Good morning," Harry politely greets a worker after stepping inside the small flower boutique.
"Morning love. How can I help you?" The older lady asks and Harry begins to explain how he is looking for a bouquet of roses, and something for a five year old.
He ends up selecting a bouquet of blue roses for Niall, thinking they are a bit more special than the regular red ones. For Aisling, he gets a small bouquet of fake flowers. He knows the little girl will appreciate them more and also knows they're a smarter choice to buy for a children.
After leaving the shop, Harry makes his way to a bakery nearby. It's crowded and he gets bored in the waiting line, soon looking at all the different options he could get. Once it's his turn, he orders three chocolate cupcakes, decorated with white icing and heart-shaped sprinkles on top.
Before he starts his car again, he remembers to send a text message to Niall, letting him know he is own his way. Niall answers by saying he is cooking breakfast and Aisling has woken up already and for a moment, Harry feels sad. He was looking forward to waking the little girl, wanting to surprise her with the flowers.
When he reaches Niall's house, Harry can't stop smiling and feeling excited. He carefully grabs the things he bought, ringing the doorbell and waiting for Niall to open the door.
"Hi," Niall is suddenly standing in front of Harry, a huge smile on his face. Niall's eyes soon move downwards, widening when he notices the bouquet of roses Harry is holding.
"Happy Valentine's Day," Harry gently says and offers the bouquet to Niall.
"Harry," Niall gasps a bit, taking the flowers, a shocked expression on his face.
"I eh, why did you I mean you didn't have to," Niall starts rambling a bit.
"I love you," Harry cuts him short, leaning in to press a kiss on Niall's lips.
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"Eww," Aisling whines loudly and Harry chuckles, stopping his story there.
"No kissing like that in the story," the little girl informs with a serious tone.
"Sorry munchkin," Harry chuckles a bit and she huffs.
"More please."
"Sure thing," Harry tells her, continuing his story.
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"Come in," Niall steps aside and lets Harry in, both of them smiling. Harry shows Niall the flowers he got for Aisling, explaining he thought fake ones were better option than real ones.
"What's in that?" Niall points at the box Harry is still holding.
"Cupcakes," Harry grins.
"Morning monkey," he greets Aisling after stepping inside the kitchen. Aisling is sitting on her usual seat, eating her morning porridge.
"Hazzy!" She gets excited, her eyes widening and a grin forming on her face.
Harry takes the seat next to her, placing the box of cupcakes on the table before deciding to give her the flowers. He is holding the bouquet behind his back so she hasn't seen it yet.
"Guess what?" He asks and she immediately says what.
"I bought these for you," he finally shows her the flowers.
"Flowers!" Aisling shrieks and giggles right after, reaching to take them.
"They're not real so you can play with them," Harry explains and she nods, giggling and looking at the flowers. She rolls the bouquet around and looks at it closely, her eyes widened a little, her mouth forming to a shape of o.
"So pretty," she finally breaths out, looking up at Harry.
"Thank you Hazzy," she chirps, placing the flowers on the table, reaching her arms towards Harry.
"You're welcome," Harry gently says and lifts her up, placing her sideways on his lap. Across the table Niall is smiling, reaching for the cupcake box and opening it.
"Look what else Harry bought," Niall is talking to Aisling, showing her the cupcakes.
"Pretty tiny cakes. Why you bought them, my Hazzy?" Aisling sounds a bit confused, looking up at Harry.
"It's Valentine's Day today," Harry explains.
"Did daddy tell you about it?" He asks and runs his fingers through her curls.
"Yes," Aisling answers.
"I bought cupcakes for us to celebrate," Harry then tells her and she giggles a bit, pressing her cheek on Harry's chest.
"Guess why I bought you flowers?" Harry asks.
"Because you're my best friend," he playfully says and ruffles her curls. She giggles, raising her head to look up at Harry.
"You my best friend too, you silly boy," she informs.
"Guess what else?" Harry continues and she shakes her head.
"I love you," he whispers, pressing a kiss on her hair. He knows Niall heard it, he can feel Niall's eyes on them and he feels a bit emotional for some reason.
"Love you," he then hears a small whisper coming from Aisling and he squeezes her a bit, pressing another kiss on her hair.
"Alright my loves shall we eat the cupcakes now?" Niall breaks the silence and Harry looks up at him, smiling gently.
"Yes please," Aisling answers and Harry chuckles a bit.
"But before that," Niall suddenly says and gets up. He comes to the other side of the table, bending down and wrapping his arms around both Aisling and Harry, hugging them tightly.
"Happy Valentine's Day," he mumbles, face pressed on Harry's hair.
"Happy Valentine," Aisling giggles a bit.
"I love you both," Niall murmurs, pressing a kiss on Harry's hair.
"Let's eat the cupcakes then," Niall says after pulling away, getting three plates for them. He takes the seat next to Harry and Aisling, bending over to place a kiss on Aisling's temple, next pecking Harry's cheek.
Niall and Harry are smiling, Aisling more focused on eating her cupcake and making quite a mess around her face. Niall laughs when he notices it, grabbing a napkin and wiping her face clean. She protests a bit, squirming around and giggling, trying to push Niall away.
"All clean," Niall informs her and she sticks out her tongue at him.
"Silly daddy," she huffs, causing both Niall and Harry to burst out a laugh.
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"And for the rest of the day, they were all very happy and it was the best Valentine's Day ever," Harry finishes his story, thinking it got a bit sappy.
"Did you like the story munchkin?" Harry asks, caressing her soft cheek with his finger. She giggles and nods her head, holding her teddy tightly against her chest.
"Is it bedtime now?" He asks another question.
"Yes," she mumbles and yawns right after that.
"Goodnight love," Harry wishes before bending over and placing a kiss on her forehead.
"Hazzy?" She whispers when Harry is pulling away. He leans closer to hear what she wants to say.
"Love you," she whispers so quietly Harry almost misses it. He coos, pressing a kiss on her hair and thinking she's adorable.
"I love you too," he gently tells her.
"Happy Valentine," she then whispers and Harry chuckles a bit because it's not actually Valentine's Day.
"Happy Valentine monkey," he ends up saying.