#singledad!harry x charleigh

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Hi! Hope you’re having a good day🥰 I don't know if you want to write this, but I have an idea. Charleigh is 18 and once forgets the condom during sex and doesn't remember it until her period is late. The fact that the symptoms of menstruation and pregnancy can be very similar makes her very nervous and she decides to talk to Harry about the incident. After the two of them wait for several stressful days, she gets her period, but they have a conversation with Harry about the importance of protection during sex.

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I've used Asa Butterfield as Charleigh's boyfriend, but in my world, he's only 1/2 years older than her!

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Today was not a good day.

“Char? That you?” Harry calls from the living room as he closes his laptop, hearing the front door shut and Charleigh’s bag being chucked on the table. He frowned softly, usually her cheery voice would be ringing down the hallway by now. “Char? Are you okay honey?”

“Oh god Dad will you just stop?! Stop breathing down my neck every five minutes! I’m fine! Everything Is fucking fine!” She snaps loudly, clearly extremely agitated.

“Hey...Charleigh, calm down...has something happened with you and Asa?” He frowns. It was very rare she was acting this way.

She sighs deeply. “No. Nothing has happened. Just leave me alone” She mutters, grabbing her bag and storming up the stairs to her bedroom. She took a deep breath in and rested the back of her head against the door. She was completely and utterly in the shit.

Her and Asa had known each other for years, but decided to make their relationship official once she was back in London after tour was over and he had wrapped up filming. They now had some time together before Asa was set to start the filming of Sex Education Season 4, and Charleigh had time to settle back into her own work while being in the comfort of their London home.

Harry let her calm down upstairs, while making some dinner, saving hers for when she felt like eating it, and headed up to his office to sort some of the Pleasing designs.

Charleigh sat in her bathroom, staring at herself in the mirror. How could she be so stupid?! She couldn’t believe it. Two weeks ago, while her and Asa were in bed together, they realised they had run out of condoms, but Charleigh promised she would take the morning after pill. And did she forget? Yes. When Asa asked her a week later if she had taken it, did she panic and tell him she had? Also yes. And was she now panicking because her period was seven days late? Abso-fucking-lutely.

She had always been as regular as clockwork, every fourth Wednesday, just before she was ready to shower and get into her pjs for the Soaps.

So this was definitely out of the ordinary for her! She was scared to tell Asa, what if he left her? There was a possibility she was pregnant with his baby, and she had lied to him in a panicked state about taking the morning after pill.

Although...condoms weren’t always 100% effective...so perhaps it wasn’t from that time. Or maybe she could tell Asa that anyway? No. She couldn’t do that. It was so wrong of her to lie, Harry hadn’t brought her up that way and Asa most certainly didn’t deserve that.

Maybe she should wait to tell Asa, she didn’t want to panic him unnecessarily. But she also didn’t want to go through this on her own.

There was only one other person she could go to that she knew what help her. God, what if he was mad too?! This was her fault! Her hands were sweating and her face felt hot, her heart pounding in her head. She was 18. How the hell was she going to raise a baby when she was still a baby herself?! And if Asa left, she’d be raising it all alone.

One step at a time Charleigh.

She left her room quickly, holding back her tears and trying to hide her terrified eyes as she knocked on the office door quietly. As she opened the door slowly, Harry was sat hunched over paperwork, with a little clip in his hair and his reading glasses perched on his nose.

“Char? You alright lovie? There’s dinner downstairs on the-” He glanced up with a frown, seeing her biting at her jumper sleeve and the tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She looked scared...and in that second he knew something was wrong. Really wrong.

“Cherry, what’s wrong?!” He pushed himself up from his desk instantly and rushed to her, his arms tight around her shoulders and his hand on her head. Hearing her sobs escape her mouth and release into his t-shirt. “Hey, talk t’me honey” He whispers sadly.

“Dad I’m in so much trouble...” She sobs. “My period is a week late” Her hands were shaking as she held onto her Dad’s shirt, her breath hiccupping in her throat and her veins flooding with pure panic. Harry closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, squeezing her tighter in his arms.  “Dad we were being safe I swear, but o-one time we...we forgot and I-I said I would take the morning after pill and I-I forgot...” She chokes out rapidly.

“It’s alright...it’s all going to be okay...just need to breath...hey...breath for me” He whispers, stroking her hair gently as her tears began to slowly calm down. “When did this happen...” He asks calmly.

“T-two weeks ago. And I panicked and t-told Asa that I took it when I’d forgotten. I lied to him” She whimpers sadly, chewing on her sleeve again and staring up at Harry with a frightened look. “I-I’m sorry Dad...I’m so sorry”

“Come on, let’s go downstairs, get you some tea and calm down, and I’ll be back in a second” He sighs softly, rubbing her back as he leads her downstairs.

“Dad where are you going?” She whimpers, sniffling. “P-please don’t be mad at me. I’m sorry” She pleads, feeling the tears flood her eyes again.

“Hey, I’m not mad...these things happen okay? I’ll be 15 minutes, and we can talk about this when I’m back alright?” He frowns, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead before silently making her some tea and leaving out the door.

Charleigh sat there clutching the mug tightly and leaning her head back on the sofa. He mind filling with the millions of possibilities that could happen.

True to his word, Harry came back in 15 minutes later. “Char, I’d be a hypocrite if I got mad at you, but there’s nothing we can do until we know. They do early detection tests so...do this first, and we will go from there okay?” He hands her a box with a pregnancy test in.

“Y-you just went out to get these?” She sniffles softly, taking them from him slowly.

“Yeah...I did” He whispers. “Whatever happens...there’s many options, and I’ll be here every step of the way...” He reminds her, wiping a tear from her cheek gently as she gives him a silent smile and nervously heads into the bathroom.

This was it. This could potentially change so much.

She was so nervous to take the test, and she had never taken one before, so she read the instructions at least four times before she finally took it. She placed the cap on the test and walked out of the bathroom.

Harry sat on the sofa, his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. His head shot up nervously as she came out of the bathroom. “So...?” He gulps softly.

“I-I’m too scared to look” She mutters shyly. Without hesitation, Harry holds his hand out to take the test from her. Her shaking hands placed it into his as she sat beside him.

“It’s not ready yet...” He whispers. Wrapping his arm around her and rubbing her shoulder calmly.

“Do you think I should tell Asa?” She whispers.

“Yes Char” He nods softly. “It’s best to tell him the truth, in case he finds out from someone else. He’s a good lad, and he really does like you Char, I’m sure he will understand” He mumbles softly, kissing her head.

“What if I am?...” She whispers, almost silently.

“What do you want to do?”

“I-I...I don’t know. I’m not ready yet. I mean maybe one day but I...not yet. Does that...make me a bad person?” She mutters, resting her cheek on his shoulder.

“Never a bad person, Angel. It’s your body, your choice. And whatever you decide, I’ll be here.” He whispers. “Ready to take a look?” She nods quietly, covering her face with her hands and holding her breath nervously, feeling sick to her stomach.

Harry glances down, letting out a breath. “You’re okay...it’s negative” He whispers.

Charleigh lets out a breath she never realised she was holding, her eyes shooting up as she takes the test from him. “Oh thank god...” She mutters in relief. “Shit...” She groans.

Harry held her close to his side. Deep down, he was just a relieved, he would never have been angry, but he wanted Char to go and live her life first, he wanted her to have a family when she was ready.

Of course, Harry had never ever had regrets over having Charleigh at 17. But that didn’t mean it was easy. He loved his life with her in it, but there was still so much he never experienced at that age. He didn’t want Charleigh to feel like she had to miss out on more of her life, especially when her life was already so out of the ordinary. So he was relieved for her, and maybe this would just be a realisation for her.

“Charleigh, I won’t lie and say I’m a little relieved...but I just want you to think about you and Asa. You have to tell him about this and maybe it would be best to look into some...other types of contraception. Not just condoms. Because even they aren’t reliable...how do you think you were made” He nudges her, dropping in the light hearted joke in the serious conversation, just to lighten to mood.

“Dad!” She chuckles softly with a groan.

“But really darling, there’s so many other options...”

“Well what do you think would be best?” She interrupts.

“I...I mean that’s more of a personal preference. There’s many different pills people can take, but I think they have more side affects. And if you forget sometimes...you still run a risk. There’s an implant they can put in your arm...or there’s the coil...that one goes in you...I mean those may be more reliable, and you can get them out whenever...maybe speak to Y/N about it, I’m sure she’s much more useful than I am” He chuckles softly.

“I just want you to be careful Char. You know, I loved having you around at 17, but it was never easy. And you and Asa, you still have so much more to go through.” She nods softly in agreement.

“I understand...thank you Dad...I’m sorry you got dragged into this.” She mumbles softly, cuddling into her side.

“I’m your Dad. It’s my job Cherry” He whispers, kissing her head softly. “Now, go and speak to Asa. Tell him the truth. Okay?” He gives her a gentle smile as she nods, heading up to her room to get her phone.

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Okay, so I don’t know if your parents ever made you hold there hand when you where 8 or 9 even 10. But what about Harry on tour for hs1 and him and char are out wondering the city so he’s holding her hand but she gets embarrassed since she’s old enough to walk on her own even though she isn’t. And like something like that?

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This tour was very different for Charleigh and Harry. Firstly, because it didn't involve any of the One Direction boys, secondly, there were completely new faces and thirdly because it was Harry's first solo album.

It had been difficult for Charleigh, and now she was 8, she had a bit more of an understanding of changes, but she was still not used to it all. The very beginnings of tour, were always a lot for Charleigh to get back into the routine of it.

On this particular day in the busiest streets of New York, Harry was in a rush to make sure Charleigh had a proper hot meal before the show. Se was extremely tired and very grumpy today. “Char, come on bug. Need to go and get you some food” He sighs softly and leans down to get her hand so he doesn’t loose her, even though they had four security men with them.

“Nooo Daddy stop” She whines quietly and tries to wiggle her hand free.

“Cherry, what’s wrong?” He frowns, looking down at her with a curious gaze as they wait to cross the road.

“I’m old enough. I don’t need to hold your hand” She mutters, still attempting to wriggle her hand free.

He took a deep breath and leant down to speak to her quietly. “Charleigh, you’re eight. We’re in a busy city and crossing a busy road. Now do as you’re told please” He says calmly but sternly.

She frowns and stares at the ground, kicking her feet slightly as she loosely held her Dad’s hand, although he had a firm enough grip on her, not enough to hurt, but enough to make sure she’s safe.

She was at the age where she was familiar with the paparazzi, sometimes she didn’t really mind. But some day’s she really didn’t like to be in their view. As she began to see the distant flashes once they had crossed the road, she hid behind her Dad’s legs, almost making him trip.

“Daddy, make them go away” She whimpers. His poor Cherry was tired, hungry and especially didn’t want her face in photos. Harry always wished he could make them all go away instantly, but they never left until they got what they came for and more.

Harry frowned as Charleigh’s fists tightened on his joggers. Hearing her whines turn into cries, he instantly turned around and picked her up, holding her at his hip as her arms instantly snaked around his neck and her head was buried in his shoulder, her small cheeks red and tears staining his white t-shirt.

“Shhh, you’re safe. You’re okay...you may find me embarrassing...but I’ll always keep you safe” He mutters softly, pressing a kiss to her head and shielding her from the cameras.

He always got so angry at the press, but he knew best than to tell them what he really feels in front of Charleigh.

@TMZ: Harry Styles Making His Daughter Cry In New York

Harry was spotted in Times Square today with daughter Charleigh, 8. Styles was looking very angry as he carried his crying 8 year old. 

Was little Charleigh being a little nightmare again?

@ Harry_Styles replying to @TMZ : It’s not often I comment on things like this, but just to clarify, my daughter was crying because she didn’t want her photos taken my the press when she’s very tired. She’s eight years old and shouldn’t be having camera’s shoved in her face if she doesn’t want them. It’s also no ones place to speak of my daughter in that way.

@ MrsAnneTwist replying to @ Harry_styles and @ TMZ : This is horrid, they have no respect! I’m sure they wouldn’t like it if someone did this to their child! Hope my bug is okay! 

@ Harryfan1: WTF! How can someone write an article like this?!

@ Harryfan2: #JusticeForHarryAndCharleigh #FuckThePress

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You should write something about Charleigh’s first period… maybe it happened at school or on tour and she’s embarrassed to go to Harry about it..

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A/N: So a few people have been asking recently if Singledadrry ever finds his Y/N. As a lover, no. But, I definitely can see her being a very close family friend. So I thought I'd give it a go, and see what people think!

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"Charleigh, come on, we're going to be late babe, the table is booked for 6, and everyone is already there. Your Dad is waiting in the car" You call out from the other side of the bathroom door.

You had been a friend of Harry's since X-Factor, you had been working as one of the runners back then and...you may have possibly had a bit of a thing with Niall.

You had developed a close friendship with all of the boys, but when they were planning for their first tour, one of their requests was to have you around as part of the crew, especially when Harry gained full custody of Charleigh.

Helping backstage also included calming an unsettled little girl while her Dad was working, and not to mention the phone calls and trips to his hotel room at 2am because for the life of him, sometimes he just didn't know how to handle her tears. That was when he realised that no one could be her Godmother apart from you.

So that's how you ended up waiting in the backstage dressing rooms 13 years later, but this time just visiting.

"Y/N?!" Charleigh asks, with a hint of panic and relief in her voice.

You frown softly, "Char? What's wrong?!"

“I...I...a-are you alone?” She mutters nervously, sniffles escaping her lips.

"Yeah...yeah it’s just me Char...” Your mind began to race. What the hell was going on?!

“I-I think something is wrong....I-I’m bleeding Y/N!” She whimpers.

Clearly, Harry hasn’t had this conversation with her yet.

“Darling...that’s okay...can you let me in? I’ll explain everything. It’s perfectly normal” You explain softly, trying not to worry her.

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“Where have you girls been? we’re going to be late. You know I like to be prompt” Harry jokes, he was the one normally running late.

You and Charleigh hop into the car quickly, as Harry drives round the corner to the restaurant. Charleigh was unusually quiet in the back of the car for the short journey. She was uncomfortable and she felt disgusting, this was so new to her, not to mention the slight ache building in her stomach. As soon as Harry had parked, she got out of the car as quickly as possible.

“Harry...Char has started her period” You sigh softly.

“S-she...s-she’s on...on her...period?” He scratches her head, his eyes widening as he clears his throat quietly.

“H...are you freaking out?” You couldn’t help but let a giggle escape your lips.

“What?! No...why would you think that?” He scoffs slightly, grabbing his phone and wallet.

“Because your baby is growing up Haz...You’ll be giving her the birds and the bees talk next” You tease and chuckle.

“Don’t even talk about that!” He shoots a glare to you. “She’s still a baby to me” He frowns softly, muttering quietly. “But I...I don’t know how to deal with periods. And why didn’t she tell me?”

“You don’t need to overthink this H, she just needs pads, some painkillers and maybe sometimes a hot water bottle. Maybe treat her to some chocolate from time to time. She didn’t tell you because she was embarrassed, and she also didn’t know what periods were” You sigh and shrug softly.

“But I....alright fine, I forgot about all this...teenage stuff! Does she-”

“I gave her some, just go and get some for her in the morning” You chuckle. “Now come on, I’m starving!”

“Y/N, thank you...honestly. I wouldn’t know what to have done otherwise” He sighs.

“Good job I came to visit then” You hop out of the car with a smile, going in to find Charleigh waiting at the door. Harry follows in suit and leads the way to the table, Charleigh sat between you and Harry, still quiet and uncomfortable.

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As soon as dessert was finished, it seemed that everyone wanted to stay for a while, but Harry could see his daughter's discomfort. “Come on Angel, let’s get you back to the hotel alright?” He frowned softly, wrapping a tight arm around her shoulder.

“Dad it’s fine” She mutters shyly.

“I know you feel a bit rubbish. I’ve heard chocolate helps?” He gives her a soft smile and pulls on his coat.

“No Dad, I feel like a pregnant whale” She grunts sadly, putting her coat on and saying her goodbyes.

“Thanks Y/N, I’m sorry about earlier” Charleigh whispers, hugging you tightly.

You couldn’t help the smile on your lips as you pulled her close to your chest. “Call me if you need me okay? My hotel room is three doors from the right of yours, knock if you do. I’ll be there” You chuckle.

She nods and smiles softly. “You’re the best”

“What would you two do without me?” You chuckle, waving goodbye as you turn back to the conversation with the rest of the table.

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“Cherry, I’m sorry I never had that conversation with you...” He sighs softly, as they headed up in the lift and to their room.

“It’s not your fault” She shrugs. “You don’t know any more than me...”

“Well, I should, and I’ll try to...help if I can...” He slips the key card into the door and heads in. “Why don’t you go and have a shower and we can watch a film? Yeah? Your choice tonight. Oh...and you don’t look anything like a pregnant whale...alright?”

She nods gently and heads inside the bathroom, taking a quick shower, which definitely helped her feel less disgusting. Harry had changed into his joggers and a t-shirt and was sat with his back against the headboard of his queen-sized bed, while scrolling through his phone. Charleigh had her own queen-sized bed too, she always preferred the bed furthest away from the door and closest to the window.

She emerged fresh from the shower in her clean pyjamas and crawled into her bed.

“You alright bug?” Harry whispers softly, handing her the remote and turning the lights off.

She nods silently. “Just hurts a bit” She mumbles, sniffling softly.

Harry frowns, hating to see his girl in pain. He gets up and sits on her bed as she presses play on her favourite film. Harry sat rubbing her back gently, her head resting on his chest as she began to drift into sleep.

“Growing up way too quickly” He whispers softly, stroking her hair.

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Charleigh and lot Harry x sick Charleigh

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Warnings: Being sick, Harry being a very caring Dad (trust me that warrants a warning!)

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The last few hours had been strange for Charleigh.

She was sat in her Dad's dressing room while he got ready for tonight's Nashville show. With a pain in her stomach and feeling incredibly nauseous, as well as it being a Wednesday evening, she knew she was about to come on her period. She felt under the weather and pretty miserable. What else could it be?!

Although, she craved plenty of foods on her periods, but this time, the idea of eating anything made her stomach churn.

“Char...Charleigh...” Before she knew it, her Dad was in front of her, shaking his hand in her eyes to snap her out of her trance.

She blinked slowly, “Hm? What?”

“Are you feeling alright bug? You’re looking a little pale honey.” Harry mutters with a frown.

“Harry 10 minutes!” Jeff calls from the other side of the door.

“I’m fine Dad, I need to get changed to go to the pit and you need to get into the box” She whispers and mutters softly, pushing his hands away and getting up from the sofa.

“Sweetheart, I really think you should stay here. You really don’t look okay” He rests his hand against her forehead gently, her head was warm. Way too warm.

“Dad, really I’m fine. I’m just due on my period” She sighs, getting up and taking her dress off of the hanger, which of course matched Harry’s suit, and she headed to the bathroom, pushing down the persistent sick feeling in her stomach.

“Okay...well...if you’re sure.” He sighs. He knew that he would never get her to agree, and by now he was well aware that if he tried to stop her, she would be even more determined to go.

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Charleigh was stood with Jeff as usual in the pit, she felt freezing but the light layer of sweat grazing her skin told another story. She stood watching with her arms crossed over her stomach and taking a few photos here and there, but she usually spent the time dancing and enjoying herself. Today she was just not herself.

Harry had asked Jeff to keep a much closer eye on Charleigh, and if something happened to take her backstage straight away. Every time Harry was on her side, he glanced over every minute, spending slightly more time on her side than usual.

The encore was always her favourite part, and she was so desperate to make it all the way through, but when she felt the ache in her stomach and her lunch churning inside her, she couldn’t stop herself.

“I-I need to go” She whimpered to Jeff, running as fast as she could with her hand over her mouth, feeling the bile rise in her chest. Thank god Harry’s dressing room was so close. Jeff ran after her quickly, as well as the small security team, luckily Jeff ran fast to punch in the code to Harry’s room, but he was too late.

Charleigh leant her hand against the wall and groaned as she threw up in the corridor. Classy.

The tears stinging in her eyes as Jeff frowned, quickly helping her into Harry’s dressing room. “Hey it’s okay, let’s get you into the toilet” He whispers, taking her arm and quickly getting her into the bathroom.

She dropped onto the floor in front of the toilet, ready to empty her stomach once again. Her hand’s were shaking and her face was burning, Jeff held her hair out the way and rubbed her back slowly. “The things we do for you aye Char...” He whispers with a gentle smile.

She let out a soft cry “I’m s-sorry" She whimpered out, holding her head in the toilet.

“It’s okay, you have nothing to be sorry about. You need to breathe though alright...Dad will be finished in a minute. I’ll get you some water” He whispers gently.

“T-thank you” She mutters, groaning as her head was hung low.

When Harry came back onto stage and he couldn’t see Jeff, Charleigh or the security team, he knew something wasn’t right. He was desperate to get the show finished, and that was a rare feeling that he had. The encore felt like it was going on forever, and when Kiwi came to an end, he quickly said his goodbyes to the fans and rushed off the stage, running as fast as he could to his dressing room.

He had many questions, but when he reached the backstage corridor and saw a cleaner wiping the floor, that answered every question. “Where is she?” He panicked, quickly entering the code. “Char?!” He called, seeing Jeff rummaging through the mini fridge for some water.

“H, she’s in the bathroom” He frowns, within seconds, he saw Charleigh slumped onto the floor and throwing up once again.

“Hey, I’m here...” He whispers, shushing her gently and kneeling beside her holding her hair and holding her up. She was choking out her tears and she felt like she couldn’t breathe. She hated being sick, more than anything.

“Char, you’re burning” He frowns, tying her hair back with the hairband on his wrist that he always kept, in case she ever needed one.  

“I-I’m cold” She whimpers softly, her strappy dress definitely wouldn’t warm her up.

“Jeff, can you go and get me a hoodie and joggers. Anything, I don’t care whether they are hers or mine” He frowns, he hated to see Charleigh this way, especially when there wasn’t a whole lot he could do. “And make sure no one else comes in here please” He calls out, still rubbing her back gently.

“This is so embarrassing” She sobs quietly, as she weakly flushed the toilet. Harry handed her a towel and helped to wipe her mouth, then opened the water for her to sip slowly.  

“These things happen sweetie” He whispers, kissing her head softly. “Do you still feel sick?” He whispers. She nodded gently and hung her head back over the toilet. Jeff knocked gently on the bathroom door, handing Harry a pair of his joggers and his hoodie. He carefully put the hoodie over her head and helped her arms through.

“W-what if I get this dirty?” She mumbles, sniffling softly.  

Harry let out a gentle chuckle. “You’re talking like you’ve never worn my clothes before and gotten makeup, food or drink down them” He smiles. “It can be washed...but you need to feel warm...”

After half an hour, her stomach had been well and truly emptied, and though she still felt rough and weak, she didn’t feel like she needed to throw up anymore.

Charleigh was still in her dress and a hoodie. “Get the joggers on and then you can get the dress off. You need to be warm sweetheart. It’s cold outside but the quicker we get you back to the hotel, the better.” He helps her step into her joggers before leaving to get his outfit off and change into comfy clothes to leave quickly.

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Charleigh pulled her arms out of the sleeves of the hoodie and her dress, before pulling the dress down and stepping out of it while putting her arms back into the hoodie sleeves. Taking clothes off underneath a hoodie was a skill she found very useful for quick changing after shows so they could leave as quickly as possible.

She rinsed her mouth out and left the bathroom, holding her dress in her hand and slipping on her fluffy sliders. “Car’s ready outside as soon as you want to go darling” Harry says softly while zipping his bag up and throwing it over her shoulder. She still felt cold and her head was still warm, but not as hot as it as. Harry handed her a new bottle of water and took her bag from her in his right hand, before wrapping his left arm around her for support, she looked tired and slightly weak still as he helped her down the corridor and towards the stage door.

“I’m sorry to whoever had to clear up the mess” Charleigh winced, frowning softly as the Arena manager lead the way.

“It’s no problem at all, we hope you feel better soon Miss Styles. Mr Styles, wonderful show tonight. Thank you for choosing our arena” He nods with a smile.

Harry shook his hand “Thank you so much for having us. It’s been great!” He says his goodbyes as he get’s Charleigh into the car.

She let out a sigh as she closed her eyes, resting her head on his shoulder. “Dad?” She whispers.

“Yes sweetheart?” He says softly, resting his head on top of hers.

“I-I know I used to whinge a lot about not having my own hotel room on tours, and I’m glad I have been now...but c-can I stay in your room tonight? Please?” She frowns. She hated being sick, and nothing felt worse to her than being sick while on her own. She always got herself in such a state when she was sick.

“Of course you can darling...” He whispers, kissing her head gently with a sigh. “Get you back to the hotel and get some rest okay?”

“Thank you Dad...I don’t know what I’d do without you” She whispers tiredly.

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Or what about a traveling day for char and Harry during lot?

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LOT Singledadrry x Charleigh

Warning: Anxiety, fear of flying

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On a typical day, the travels weren't massively long, they would be travelling after the show whilst everyone slept anyway. However, on the odd occasion where they needed to fly, Harry had ensured there were extra days to settle, mainly for the sake of Charleigh.

As Harry had cleared up his belongings from the dressing room, changed into joggers and a jumper and was helping to tidy up, Charleigh was in her joggers and a hoodie, and had been watching from backstage today while finishing up some school work from her laptop.

She had been working hard and was managing to keep up, but due to the time changes and travelling, sometimes it could take it’s toll.

“Cherry come on, we need to go to the airport” Harry rushes

“I thought we were flying tomorrow?!” Charleigh frowns, panic sparking through her veins.

“We were Char, but it’ had to change. I’m sorry darling...I did tell someone to make sure they told you” He frowns, feeling the guilt. Charleigh could be an anxious traveller. People thought she’d of been used to it considering she’s been doing it her whole life.

As she grew older, her anxieties began to stir with travelling. One thing they found during the years, was that Charleigh knowing in advanced the flights and travel schedules had lessened her chances of an anxiety attack. 

It meant she could mentally prepare herself and not be in a rush. Unlike now.

“No Dad! I need to submit this essay!” She whimpers, her eyes brimming with tears. “I can’t submit it if I’m on a plane!” Her heart was racing and her hands became clammy and shaky.

“Shhh...it’s okay! We can sort it, they said they understand because of the time changes. Look, let’s get into the car and then while we wait to get through to security, you an finish up your essay and I’ll email your teacher and tell them it will be submitted as soon as we land, alright?”

She nodded quietly as Harry handed her his air pod’s to use in hopes to calm herself. As they waited in the airport, she continued to finish up her essay, her eyes never leaving the screen.

“Char...glasses please” Harry whispers, popping them over her ears and onto her nose. She scrunches her nose softly as she rushes to type. The flight was called and they headed over to the plane. Charleigh felt the warmth rushing to her face and the tears welling in her eyes as she stood frozen.

She had been so focused on her essay, she had forgotten to mentally prepare herself.

“I-I didn’t check the weather...” She whimpers quickly, holding onto her bag tightly and her coat.

“It’s alright, I already did...It’s-”

“No! I didn’t do it!” She huffs, feeling to tears spill from her eyes. 

Harry frowns, pulling her close into his arms, the chill night air soothing her warm skin.

“I-I...I don’t want to g-go” She sobs into his shoulder, for a second she had forgotten how to breath, it was like the bile wanted to go up and the air wanted to go down.

“I’ve got you...I’ve always got you” He whispers, engulfing her protectively in his arms. “Remember what we said...how we need to breath?”

Charleigh cried louder, choking herself on her tears and air.

“Listen t’me....come on now” He holds her shoulders firmly, stroking her hair and breathing slowly for her. Eventually, her breathing patterns turned into a much steadier pace.

“Come on, we can find a film to watch together ok?” He whispers.

He helped her onto the plane, holding her close to his side as he kept rubbing comforting circles on her back. She felt tired and drained already, her stomach feeling uneasy and tight and the shaky tears still falling down her face.

They sat down and buckled in, their air hostess bringing over Charleigh’s favourite Chicken and Bacon Ceaser Salad and some Pepsi Max and very cold Water.

“Thank you so much” Harry smiles, as him and the band were discussing the show. Charleigh poked around at her food silently.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Harry whispers softly. She shook her head quietly and rested her head on Harry’s shoulder. 

“Want to go and nap on the comfy chairs?” He offers, earning a silent nod from Charleigh. She followed him over and sat beside him, soft tears falling down her cheeks as she rested her head upon his chest, his arms wrapping safely around her.

“So once we land here, you can submit your essay, then we are going to go straight to the Hotel, have a bit more of a sleep, then once you’re awake and you’ve had breakfast, we have to whole day to go and do anything we like, then we will be staying here for two days, and then the day after the next show, heading on the bus to the next Hotel...I’ll make sure Jeff sends a revised schedule alright?” He whispers as she nods, closing her eyes.

“Thanks Dad” She mumbles before falling asleep.

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Oooo now to see an older Charleigh interacting with her uncles would be super fun to read!! It’d just give a spin-off compared to her being younger if that makes sense

And yes, Harry is definitely protective papa bear mode when him and his little love are out and about where fans and paps could come 🥺

And yes more Christmas fics would be amazing!!! But I understand you have a lot of requests at the moment!! ❤️

OOMG YES!

Imagine, for sure Charleigh is closest to Niall, but I feel like more so now, she would always be the one with the kids! They're basically all cousins but obviously Char would be the oldest!

And anytime there was a newborn around, she'd naturally have a bit of a motherly instinct and then all the boys would tease Harry that his baby is old enough for a baby and Harry would tell them to well and truly shut the f up!

Obviously she would be close with all the boys, but I know she would also get on really well with Louis' sisters. Liam would be the one she goes to when something is mega serious, especially if it's something she isn't sure how to speak to her Dad about.

And maybe she is starting to make up with Zayn, I feel like she would of been quite hurt that he just left the way he did and everything that kicked off after. Obviously that would of been a really difficult time for the band, and Charleigh would of been aware that there were issues, and obviously confusing for her to understand. So I feel like, maybe in a way, she would have been right in the storm of it all?

What do you think??❤️

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does harry in char’s universe ever find his yn?

In my mind, I don’t think so. Purely because I think it would defeat the idea of having single dad harry, also because then there would be too much of a similarity between them and the harry x yn x Ivy / dad! Harry x mum!yn stories!

Maybe they could be close friends though?

What do you guys think?! I’d love to hear your kind opinions!!

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What Charleigh has a hard time sharing Harry when she’s younger with the fans and sometimes the other boys so she throws tantrums here and there

Drabble Request

A/N: So I didn’t want to make this too similar to another two year old tantrum one I did, so it’s not as angsty as I was originally going to make it!

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Singledadrry x Charleigh - Age 3

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Two year old tour tantrums.

No one prepared Harry for that part...or the other boys for that matter!

"Come on Angel, we need to do a meet and greet so you're going to have to stay here with Auntie Lou and Baby Lux..." Harry whispers softly to Charleigh.

They were a week into their new tour, and Charleigh's routine had been well and truly thrown off. She had never been so clingy to Harry, he couldn't even go to the bathroom anymore without her having a meltdown.

"No Daddy stay here!" She cries loudly. Ah shit. She was about to scream bloody murder.

"Darling remember we were talking about Daddy's fans..." He reminded her gently. "Daddy has to go and work so you need to stay here and be safe"

"DADDY NO!" She shrieks, her hands balling his shirt in her tiny fists, her face scrunching as she begins to sob heavily and loudly into his neck. Fresh tears rolling down her red cheeks.

"Hey stop this now...come on that's enough..." He whispers, sighing tiredly. Her small arms clung round his neck as he held her closely. Her head buried into his shoulder and her sad eyes peering around at the other boys getting ready.

“Baby girl I need to get ready...come on my little Cherry” He whispers, brushing her hair off of her face and rubbing her back softly. Gentle whines left her mouth as she began to sob again, her head buried into his shoulder. 

“No! Daddy don’t go!” She chokes out on her tears.

“Listen to me...shhhh. We need t’calm down now okay? I’m going to be right here, just where you can see me...”

“Hey bug, look what’s this!” Louis comes over, holding her bunny teddy in his hands. She whimpers sadly, her head resting tiredly on Harry’s shoulder.

“Shall we go and sit down next to Daddy and watch some Disney?” He offers softly, half expecting her to start screaming the place down.

She whines gently but stretches her arms out to Louis. Harry thanked him quietly and sat down in the hair and makeup chair. Louis sat in the seat beside him, rocking Charleigh on his lap as he pressed play on his phone. 

“Daddy jumper...” Charleigh muttered, Harry let out a gentle sigh, pulling off his jumper and handing it to Charleigh. She cuddled into her bunny teddy and Harry’s jumper while watching a film on Louis’ phone.

Once Charleigh had calmed down, and the boys had to go to meet the fans, Louis carried Charleigh into the crew corner of the room. There were a few sofas, desks and chairs, for crew to stay incase something needed doing, but out of the way from the fans. 

Louis carried Charleigh onto the sofa, laying her next to Lou and Lux. Charleigh still had Harry’s hoodie and her bunny stuffed under her arm, while Harry brought over his phone for Charleigh to watch another film.

Charleigh looked around tiredly, the room filling with a buzz of people.

“Auntie Lou...” Charleigh muttered softly, her eyes latching onto Harry from across the room.

“Yes sweetie?” She asks, stroking her hair softly. 

“Who are all these people?” She looked around confused. Half of them seemed very very happy.

“It’s some of the fans Char...and they have their Mummies with them.” She explains softly, making a cute braid in Charleigh’s hair.

“Lou, is my Mummy here?”

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Drabble request. Charleigh faints. So basically she and Harry are out and about somewhere just like some daddy-daughter time and suddenly there’s a rush. Fans and so many of them. Apparently they somehow got to know that Harry is out and so they get mobbed like majorly.

So like char has been feeling a bit faint for the past few days due to tour, online classes and tests, and like she’s been eating less too due to stress and also she’s miserable because well she wants to go live in London but Harry won’t let that happen. So they get mobbed and she faints and Harry’s looses his shit because we all know how protective he is and he’s panicking and is so worried and they go tu the hospital and all and doc tells him she’s not been taking care of herself.

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Warnings: Hospital, fainting, mentions of hospital needles, lack of eating.

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So many faces. So much noise. So many hands. So much screaming.

That was the last thing Charleigh remembered. One minute she was walking out of the radio studio with her Dad, the next minute it was all so dark.

The North American leg of the tour was coming to an end and the last few weeks, she had been touring, working, doing online classes for school, travelling and submitting her essays. She hadn't been sleeping well the last week and she was getting more anxious as her deadlines were approaching.

She couldn't remember the last time she ate, even though Harry is always making sure she gets proper meals cooked for her, it doesn't mean she eats them.

It all happened so quickly, they had come out from the studio and they were surrounded before they could even reach the car. There was no warning from the building's security, and Harry hadn't bothered to bring security today as they were only going from the radio studio to the car, to the arena. That was his biggest mistake.

"Charleigh?!" Harry panics as he watched Charleigh fall. At first he thought she was pulled down, but it all happened in slow motion. There was a barrier of people between them, and he was struggling to get through the press to get to his daughter.

"Hey get back!" Harry's voice boomed instantly, there were fans and press surrounding them. Camera flashes and voices shouting as they hovered over Charleigh's limp body laying on the floor.

Harry rushed to Charleigh beside him. "Char...Charleigh it's me. Wake up!" He rolls her over to her side. "Come on darling...wake up for me" He had to keep raising his voice if he wanted any attempt to wake her up. He was scared, why would she faint? Was she hurt? Was she in pain?

He looked up to see more camera's flashing over Charleigh, no one bothering to help.

"If you aren't going to help then get out the way!" Harry yells, anger seething through his veins. Luckily, the building's security had rushed out to disperse the crowd, while someone else phoned an ambulance.

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Harry sat in a chair beside Charleigh's bed. His eyes were red and tired, puffy from letting out his emotions. They arrived at the hospital half an hour ago, Harry had made the instant decision to reschedule tonight’s show. Of course he felt bad about it, but Charleigh always came first, and there was no way he was going to leave her side.

“Mr Styles? Hi, I’m Dr Ryan, I’m the doctor in charge of the ER Department today. Nice to meet you” He offers a handshake.

Harry stands up quickly and shakes his hand. “Hi. Nice to meet you too. How is she doing? Do we...do you know what the cause was?” Harry asked worriedly, he wanted answers, but he was scared to know them.

“Well, we’ve done a CT scan head to toe, there’s nothing life threatening as we know. No internal issues that flared up. We’ve done a few blood tests and there’s a few things we were wondering...how’s she been with eating, sleeping and keeping hydrated?”

“Well...we travel a lot but we’re in a pretty easy routine, I make sure she gets cooked meals even when we’re on tour and...I...well I don’t see her 24/7 but I think she...I-I don’t know” He frowns. He was her Dad, how did he not know?

Getting to the end of the tour, he knew she was getting tired, but she had a lot of deadlines to be finishing the last week, so she had been focusing more on those than out exploring city’s or hanging out with her Dad.

“Shit...fuck. I should know this” Harry groans as he ran a hand through his hair, pacing the room back and forth.

“Mr Styles, you wouldn’t necessarily know...this isn’t something to blame yourself for. We will put her on an IV drip, and that should get some nutrients in her. When she wakes, we can have a chat with her then. I’ll be right back” The doctor explains and leaves to get the IV drip.

Harry frowned, looking over at Charleigh and he takes his seat beside her. It could be a while til she wakes. He sighed heavily and took her hand into both of his.

“Hi Angel...it’s just me...” He whispers. She looked so peaceful, so quiet and comfortable while she sleeps. She looked like she hadn’t slept in days. “My little Cherry...why didn’t you talk to me?” He frowns, stroking her hair gently as his eyes fill with tears. “I should of noticed...I could of helped to avoid all this...” He mumbles softly.

“I know you hate being in hospitals...but I’m staying here. M’not leaving your side...especially here. Now, they’re going to have to put a needle in your arm to get the canula in for your IV, get some good shit in you...and I’m glad you’re asleep for this, because I know you’re not good with needles...but this way you won’t feel it....” He whispers calmly against her forehead. “I’ll be here holding your hand the whole time...” He mumbles, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“I love you my little Cherry...always my little Cherry...”

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Charleigh stirred hours later, the bags under her eyes has gone down from her well needed rest, and the IV drip had put some colour into her cheeks.

Harry’s eyes shot open as he sat up, his hand still tightly attached to hers.

She rubbed her blurry eyes and jumped slightly, hearing the beeping of the heart rate monitor and a tube attached to her arm, fear flooding her eyes.

“Hey baby...shhhh it’s alright, I’m here darling...” He whispers, stroking her hair gently.

“D-dad...” She looked around confused, his eyes were sad yet relieved. “W-what happened?”

“Baby, you fainted...” He whispered. “Take a minute to wake up and we will talk ok?” He hushes her as she sat up slowly, her head rushing.

“Charleigh...sweetie...I know you’ve been tired and doing a lot of catching up for your school work, but I need you to be honest with me now alright...”

She looks up at him with wide eyes, gulping down the dry lump in her throat.

“Have you been eating properly...and drinking enough?” She instantly had a guilty look in her eyes as she lowered her gaze to her lap.

“I...I just forget sometimes...”

“Char, you need to be honest with me” He was soft, yet firm. “You don’t just forget. You never forget to eat, especially when we are on tour, you love exploring and trying new things”

She felt tears fill her eyes as one slips out. “I’m sorry...i-it just gets hard sometimes” She whimpers and covers her face with her hands. Harry’s arms instantly wrapped around her body tightly.

“Talk t’me...we can work it out” He mumbles against her hair.

“We can’t...I-I want to go home” She cries sadly into his shoulder, it had been a little while since she cried in front of someone.

Harry frowns, pulling his head back to look at her, with confusion and concern.

“We have a week left of tour darling...then we can be back in LA for a few weeks while the rest of the tour dates get sorted and-”

“No Dad! I want to go home to London. I-I don’t want to go back to LA” She sobs, her heart felt heavy and her brain felt muddled.

“O-oh...” He whispers, frowning. She looked so sad and so confused. “Baby, please tell me what’s going on...”

“I’m tired Dad. I’m so tired and I just feel so...so miserable” She whimpers, her grip tightening around her Dad, the only place she ever truly felt safe. 

he didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say, but he understood. He rocked her slowly, rubbing her back to calm her down. “I understand...I’ll sort it on one condition...”

“W-what?” She hiccups slightly.

“We find some help for you, someone back home for you to talk to...and I need you to make sure you’re eating and drinking...you worried me so much” He frowns. “Once this part of tour is finished and we’re done here, we’ll go back to London, and once we have sorted the rest of the tour, we can see what is best to do at the time if you really, really don’t want to come on tour again ok?” His heart broke slightly at the thought of her not joining him on another tour. He only ever knew tour life with her.

She sniffled and buried her head into his chest, she gave him a gentle nod and stayed cuddled into his chest tightly, like she was a seven year old again. “It’s not that I don’t want to be on tour...I do love being on tour I just...It’s so hard with school and...and all my friends are turning 18 and they can go out and...and just be normal 17/18 year olds. And it’s different here in America, you have to wait til you’re 21...and I have more friends in London. I’m so grateful to have this life and to experience all of this, but sometimes I just...wish I could still experience other things like my friends” She sniffles, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand.

It was going to get better. Harry would be sure of it.

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Could you do one where Harry accidentally embarrasses Charleigh in front of her friends by being too affectionate and calling her pet names and etc.?

Thanks ❤️😘

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Single Dad Harry celebrating his daughter’s 18th!

A/N: I know it’s not 100% the same as the request, but I really enjoyed writing this ❤️

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20th November

Being back in LA meant Charleigh could finally see her best friends and spend time with people she isn’t touring with.

What made it even better, was that Harry arranged to make sure Charleigh spent her 18th birthday in LA, where she could be surrounded by her friends and family.

Anne and Gemma had flown out too, and a few of Charleigh’s other best friends from London.

Charleigh had a full on day already, she went for an amazing breakfast with Harry, Anne and Gemma, then she had gone out with her friends for a posh lunch and shopping around the town, before heading back to the arena. She felt slightly guilty that she had only spent the morning for her 18th birthday with her Dad, but she was going to spend a few hours with him before she goes out to watch the show.

Her friends were all in the backstage area, getting ready for the show in a spare dressing room, next to the band. It was only 5pm so they had ages.

She knocked at the door gently. “Come in!” Harry called out.

“There’s my birthday girl!” Harry grinned widely, opening his arms widely to engulf her. The room had been decorated with balloons and bunting, with a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. “Have you had a good day so far?” He smiles, his arms protecting her closely.

She nodded happily. “The best...I’m sorry I haven’t seen you much today”

“Nonsense...You should be spending your birthday with your friends Cherry. Did you want to do anything before the show? We can go for diner if you want to...”

“Can we do that tomorrow? I’ve not stopped eating all day!” She giggles and huffs, feeling like she would explode if she ate one more thing.

“Anything for you sweetie!” He smiles, kissing her head. “You want to open some presents before Ayae comes in to do your hair and makeup?”

“Dad, I already told you I didn’t want any presents” She rolls her eyes and smiles. “And why is Ayae doing mine?” She laughs, but confusion obvious in her eyes.

“Well, I just thought you might want to get yours done too for a change, for the show” He shrugs and goes over to the table in the corner which had been covered over. He pulled off the sheet to reveal the table of presents, Charleigh couldn’t help but roll her eyes again slightly, before walking over and hugging her Dad tightly. “Thank you” She whispers. “I’m sorry you’re stuck on tour for your birthday Cherry” He whispers, squeezing her tight to his chest.

“I think that’s one of the greatest parts of my birthday” She whispers before opening her presents happily. Even though she didn’t ask for anything, he always bought her the best presents.

“There’s one more...” He whispers. Heading to his bag and bringing out a book. A brown scrapbook, filled thick with photos, off of the two of them, some she had never seen before.

She sat beside her Dad on the sofa and began to carefully go through the pages one by one. “Dad this is amazing...did you make this?!” Her eyes widen, feeling tears brim in her eyeline. 

“Erm...y-yeah” He mutters softly. It had taken him weeks. They spent an hour sitting through, talking about every photo, Harry telling her what the story was behind the ones she had never seen, and they spoke of the memories behind the ones she did remember.

“I know it’s a bit rubbish but...”

“-Dad it’s perfect...and I love it...thank you” She whispers, hugging him tightly.

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It was nearly showtime, Charleigh had her hair and makeup done fully, and Lambert had given her her birthday present, it was an outfit similar to Harry’s tour show outfit tonight.

A sparkly black strapless dress, going to just above the knee to match his shirt, a seafoam green belt round her waist to match his trousers, and white heels.

She was so grateful that they had put so much effort in for her just to look nice watching the show.

As the show began, Charleigh and her friends were escorted to the usual spot reserved for family and crew, a barriered area of the pit, but today it was a slightly different layout, they were all right at the steps to the stage, meaning they could technically, freely walk up onto the stage. Not that they would of course.

The show started and the energy was incredible as always, with Anne and Gemma dancing with Charleigh and her best friends in the pit.

“Now...as some of you may be aware...and some of you may not be...” Harry speaks, a giant grin on his face as the crowd listens patiently. 

“It’s my little Cherry’s birthday today!!!” He shouts happily into the mic, the arena erupting. Charleigh groans with laughter as she shakes her head.

“-And it’s not just any birthday! Today she is 18...she isn’t quite a baby anymore...I mean she will always be my baby!” He smirks, intending to embarrass her as much as possible...because he was her Dad and he could.

“But in all seriousness” He announces, walking over to Charleigh’s side of the stage. “I’m very proud of the woman you are becoming, and I love you very much” He smiles and blows a kiss to her.

“Shall we give her a little surprise now...” He turns to the band, then to the audience “Or later...?” He grins, the horror in Charleigh’s eyes as her friends and family laugh. 

The audience screamed for now, the rumble of the voices and cheers were shaking the arena. “I think we can wait...” Harry smirks, carrying on with the show. When Harry had gone off stage, after Fine Line, and getting ready for the encore, Charleigh felt pure nerves in her stomach. She knew the show religiously, so when it was taking longer than the normal two minutes between Fine Line and Sign of the Times, she turned to Anne with concern. “Why’s he taking so long? Is he okay?” She frowns.

Anne smiles widely, stroking Charleigh’s hair sweetly. “Just keep watching” She nods her head to the stage. The arena was dark and there was still a buzz round the room, when the screen began to go fuzzy, it grabbed the audience’s attention.

The band were on stage, playing a slow, quiet instrumental of Cherry, and the screen flashed up, the first video ever taken of Charleigh, just hours after she was born, being cradled in her dads arms.

“Oh my god” She mutters, her eyes widening as she watches the screen, home videos of her and Harry throughout the years rolled through, one after another. She didn’t realise her Dad had even re-appeared on stage until the audience were screaming once again.

Charleigh could see the tears in her Dad’s eyes, and noticed how nervous he looked when he picked up his guitar.

He didn’t play the guitar for Sign of the Times...why did he have his guitar?

“I’d just like to take a minute...to thank someone special here on her birthday. To thank her for keeping me sane, to thank her for giving me the reason I kept going, and for being the reason I do what I do” Harry says softly into the mic. 

“I hope you all enjoy these clips as much as I have enjoyed having these memories...” He explains, the tears brimming in his eyes as he glances a smile to Charleigh, who now did have tears down her cheeks. The videos continued to play as Harry and the band began to sing a very special song.

“ Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile I watch her go with a surge of that well known sadness And I have to sit down for a while The feeling that I'm losing her forever And without really entering her world I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute The feeling in it Slipping through my fingers all the time Do I really see what's in her mind Each time I think I'm close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table Barely awake I let precious time go by Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling And a sense of guilt I can't deny What happened to those wonderful adventures The places I had planned for us to go Well, some of that we did, but most we didn't And why, I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute The feeling in it Slipping through my fingers all the time Do I really see what's in her mind Each time I think I'm close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture And save it from the funny tricks of time”

Charleigh stood crying happily at the secret gesture she had been so worried about. But it was so beautiful, she forgot they were in a sold out arena. Anne held Charleigh tight in her arms as they both watched Harry, swaying softly and also singing to her, reminiscing on all the video footage.

Once the instrumental began, Harry put down his guitar, walked over to the steps into the pit and held a large bouquet of flowers in his hand for his daughter. Thank god it was a long instrumental because Charleigh’s tears turned into happy sobs, as she ran over to her Dad.

Harry swallowed the lump in his throat, not ashamed to release his own tears from seeing his daughter cry. He wrapped his arms around her tightly as they just stood there.

“Thank you so much...for everything” She cries happily into his shoulder.

“Always us” Harry whispers, he held her cheeks and wiped her tears. “I’m so proud of you...I love you” He presses a kiss to the top of her head before heading back into stage.

“Slipping through my fingers

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile”

As the show drew to a close, Harry of course didn’t leave the stage until he requested the full arena sang Happy Birthday to his daughter. Charleigh had wiped her happy tears away and followed security with all her friends backstage, where she assumed she would be waiting for Harry to change and head straight to the hotel. 

But instead of Harry emerging in his joggers and a hoodie, he was in very snazzy suit. “You don’t think I’d make sure all your friends were here and then not throw you an 18th birthday patty, do you?” He grins, draping his arm around her shoulder.

She grins widely. “You did not?!”

“Of course I did...now come on. Your party guests at the rooftop of the hotel will be there by now! You go with your friends, I’ll meet you there.” He kisses her head gently.

“Thank you...you’re the best” She grins, rushing off to her friends.

She wasn’t a baby now. She was all grown up.

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Soo this is a blurbie request for single dadrry because am a sucker for your blurbs. Could you maybe write one where she gets lost, like she’s little and she gets lost and Harry’s panicked and all because well “he almost lost her once” ;) please please pweaseeeeee *puppy dog eyes*

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Charleigh - Age 4

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It was a rare day off, and whilst in New York on the One Direction Tour, Harry had decided to take some time out for just him and Charleigh.

Charleigh fell in love with bright lights and big features of every town and city she visited. During the night time flights, she would stare out the window in awe at the tiny flickering lights below her. She really was on top of the world.

Harry held Charleigh's hand tightly as he led her through Coney Island. She couldn't keep her eyes in one place, every fast ride, bright light and merry go round was fascinating her.

"Daddy look!" She squeals, pointing to the big wheel.

"You want to go on there Cherry?" He smiles widely, beaming at her excitement.

"Please Daddy! Please!" She gasps, holding her tiny hand in his as she began to run. "Hey slow down pet, we have so much time..." He chuckles as they head for the queue. Charleigh's eyes were wandering around, the buzz from the other people, the sweetest smells lingering and the happiness in the air was so heavy. The noise was loud but she didn't seem to mind.

"Daddy can we go on the Merry Go round?" She asks, seeing it from the other side of the Island.

Harry was adjusting his jeans to bed down and do up his loose shoelaces. "Yeah...after this one bug" He mumbled softly, holding the Big Wheel tickets between his teeth.

But all Charleigh heard was 'Yeah'...so off she went, skipping happily round the corner, out of Harry's sight within seconds while his eyes were focusing on doing up his laces.

He stood up and went take Charleigh's hand again, but she was gone.

"Charleigh?" He frowns, looking around him, expecting her to be hiding behind him ready to scare him. Sheer panic engulfed every inch of him. "Charleigh?" He calls out. His eyes scanned intensely as he rushed out of the queue. Where would she have gone?!

There was a large sign in the middle 'Merry Go Round This Way' Bingo.

Harry felt his eyes brim with tears, quickly wiping them with the back of his hand and intensely looking to find her. "Charleigh...? Charleigh where are you?!" He calls out desperately.

Harry couldn't bare the thought of not having Charleigh around. If something bad was to ever happen to her, he could never forgive himself. He still hadn't forgiven himself from the incident nearly 4 years ago.

"Charleigh?!" He groans in frustration. How could he be so careless?!

"Daddy!!" Harry heard a loud shriek, his heart beat quickened, all he could hear was his own heartbeat and Charleigh's cries.

"I can't find my Daddy" Charleigh cried loudly, heavy sobs leaving her mouth as she approached a pretty lady with long brown hair, and carnival badges down her jacket. She was holding strings of balloons in one hand.

"What's your name sweetie?" The kind lady asked her. "C-Char-Charleigh" She sobs, her face red and her hands clammy.

"Charleigh?!" Harry rushed over, his heart breaking yet so full of relief. His arms swipe her up and held her at his chest. "Oh my god...oh my god you're safe. It's okay...I'm here my Angel..." He closes his eyes, holding her so tight and repeatedly kissing her head over and over again.

"D-Daddy" She cries sadly into his shoulder, her arms tight round his neck.

"Why on earth did you run off? That's not safe!"

"I-I...t-thought you w-were next to m-me" She hiccups, sniffling sadly and looking down with guilty eyes.

He wanted to be stern. He tried to be stern, but his words came out as more if a plea. "Please never never ever do that to me again Cherry. I was so scared...shit I thought I lost you again"

"Daddy no swearing..."

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Grocery shopping edition x singledadrry

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It was a Sunday afternoon, a week before Christmas and as a yearly tradition, Harry and the One Direction boys would have a mini pre-Christmas.

They had a big dinner, played with Charleigh and had films on, opened presents and spent usually a whole weekend together. This year was the same, except no Zayn.

Being a 21 year old single parent to a 4 year old, especially during tour life was tough, but the boys and the tour crew were always an incredible help as she had never really had her mum around, especially this year more than ever.

“Come on my little Cherry, Sarah has given me a huge shopping list and this close to Christmas it will be packed!” He says, bringing her coat and shoes over, picking her up from her toys and pulling her shoes on as quick as possible and wrapping her up her little red riding hood coat and a white scarf.

He bundles her into the car and rushed to the shop. “Daddy, can we get some sweeties?”

“Hm, if you’re good. But your uncles always bring you sweets and they’ll be over later on, they’ll be there before we are home I bet!“ He chuckles, managing to squeeze into a parent/child parking bay. The car park was rammed and he knew inside it would be worse.

He carried her on his hip and slipped her into the seat of the trolley before pulling up the shopping list on his phone.

“Daddy I want to play on your phone please” She makes grabby hands, her curly hair tucked into a messy bun. “Not today flower, daddy needs it to get the shopping list” He tells her as she lets out a gentle whine.

“I want it!” She whines louder as he wandered up and down the aisles. “Later Cherry. If I have to tell you again, you won’t get any sweets okay?”

She huffs and stares grumpily around the shelves. “Daddy! Beer!” She points, her eyes widening.

“Excuse me?” He chuckles softly and looks in the direction of her finger.

“You and uncle Ni and LiLi and Lou always drink this” he laughs and smiles. “Yeah I think Lou is bringing beer”

He wanders around the shop. “Daddy I get out now?” She hums softly and pushes herself up.

“No darling. It’s too busy” he mutters, stroking her hair.

“No Daddy. Out now!” She shouts.

“Charleigh Reign. You do not shout at me please” he says quietly but sternly.

She sulks quietly in her chair and crosses her arms as Harry unloads the mass of shopping onto the conveyor belt, chatting away to the friendly cashier as he bags everything up once he gets it at the other end. £163 later, Harry was pushing all the bags and Charleigh in the trolley and to the car.

Harry gets the bags into the boot quickly, before Harry wheeled the trolley to the line of them, picking Charleigh up and lifting her out the trolley before sliding it back into the previous trolley.

“Daddy I can walk!” She whines loudly.

“Okay, but you have to hold my hand please. It’s very busy” he holds her hand tightly and walks her to the car.

“Nana??” She gasps, her eyes widening and her small legs rush over to a woman getting out her car. Harry gasped, she began to run so fast. “Charleigh!!” He shouts, rushing after her and grabbing her arm, pulling her closely to his side. Thankfully, there were no cars coming.

“Charleigh Reign Styles! I have told you many, many times that you do not run into roads! That’s so dangerous! You could have gotten very hurt poppet!” Harry tells her sternly but not shouting.

He had to make sure she understood the severity of her actions. She let out a wail of a cry. “I-I…saw…saw Nana!” She cries and points to a woman with shoulder length brown hair, a similar height and build as his mum.

“Cherry that’s not Nana. We will see her next week ok?” He sighs. “But I’d like you to apologise for running off into the road please” he sighs, getting her into the car.

“No!” She mutters. “Lovie, I nearly lost you once, I don’t ever want to do that again” He strokes her cheek sweetly.

She sulks her head low and gets into the car to drive back home. The boys were in their cars on the drive, an overnight bag over each of their shoulders and waiting for Harry to get back. They come over, greeting Harry and help with the bags out the boot.

“Come on baby girl let’s get you inside” Harry opens her door and goes to unclip her car seat.

“No! Not Daddy!” She shouts with a firm pout. “Charleigh come on. You’ve been having tantrums all day sweetie” Harry pleads with her.

“Hey bug!” Louis appears behind Harry. “Uncle Loulou! Get me out! Please!” She cries, making grabby hands to him as Harry goes to unlock the door.

“Come on trouble” Louis unclips her and lifts her out, carrying her indoors as she sulks silently into his shoulder. “What’s up with you huh?” Louis tickles her belly as she shy’s away.

“Daddy shouted at me” she mutters. “And why did he need to do that bug?”

“She ran into the busy car park road” he sighs, while putting the shopping away with the others.

“Well that’s because that’s really dangerous” Louis frowns softly. “Don’t want you to get hurt do we”

She shakes her head softly. “Now are you going to apologise to Daddy? Then I’ll get you some sweets” he whispers with a grin.

“Daddy, I’m very sorry” she runs up to him and hugs his leg tightly.

“Thank you for apologising my little Cherry” Harry sighs and kisses her head lovingly.

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Do you think you could do like a continuation of char and Harry about there whole dinner with the boys and everything? What they do and how they eat and everything?

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A continuation of Festive Food Shops With A Four Year Old

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Pre-Christmas Festivities Singledadrry x Charleigh - Age 4

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"Ready to sit up at the table now bug?" Louis asks, as Charleigh put her game of Connect-Four back into the box. While dinner was cooking, the boys were spread out around downstairs; Harry helping his chef, Sarah, in the kitchen, a film playing on the TV, and the rest of the boys going between helping out and keeping Charleigh company.

A few more close members of their team had arrived to join in the pre-festivities as dinner was almost ready.

Charleigh wandered into the dining area to find Harry, talking to Niall, Liam and Paul. "Hello Kiddo!" Paul smiles, seeing Charleigh as she gives him a happy hug. She was in her favourite tartan red pinafore with a white long sleeve t-shirt on and little white socks. It was her favourite because every time she wore it, Harry would wear his matching trousers with a white shirt. Her beautifully long, curly hair was in a half up, half down style with a glittery gold bow.

"Ready to eat some nice dinner?" Harry presses a kiss to her head and goes to the table. Everyone's plates were piled high with different meats, every kind of potato, vegetables, gravy, stuffing and more. The full works.

Christmas crackers were placed diagonally across the plates, with water and wine glasses at every place. Niall was pouring the wine, while Harry was placing down the plates.

“Uncle Ni, can I have some of that juice please?” Charleigh asks politely as she climbs up onto chair beside Harry’s.

“Careful baby, plates hot” Harry muttered quickly.

“Oh bug, this isn’t juice for you” Niall chuckle softly, “Why don’t I get you some juice in one of these fancy adult glasses?” He smiles, picking up one of the wine glasses.

Char giggles softly and nods excitedly. Niall filled her wine glass with some blackcurrant juice and set it in front of her.

Charleigh ate as much as she possibly could, she did have a lot on her plate compared to usual so Harry didn’t mind that she hadn’t finished, but he knew when she was beginning to get quiet, that meant she was very full up and very tired.

“You wanna go upstairs and have a nap baby?” Harry whispers as Charleigh looked over at him, climbing silently onto his lap, and shaking her head.

“Are you sure?” He whispers. She nodded once again and wrapped her arms around his neck as he held her small body close.

“Too much going on isn’t there?” Liam chuckled, sipping his beer as everyone moved into the front room again. Harry put on a different film from Charleigh as she clung to his chest. Everyone was chatting, drinking and snacking amongst themselves. There were at least twenty people around, and though Harry had a very large house, and it was a very safe space for Charleigh, it sometimes could still be very overwhelming for her.

When her tiny fists were balled up into Harry’s jumper, Harry instantly knew why. “Shall we go and sit upstairs together for 10 minutes?” He mumbles into her head. He noticed how her wide eyes were roaming around the room, full of their closest friends but less familiar faces to Charleigh, only Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall and a few of the security guards were the ones she saw more regularly. She gave him a wide-eyed nod and clung to him tightly as he lifted her onto his hip.

“Excuse me, I’ll be back in a little while” Harry explains to the other guests as he took her into his bedroom, the sunset streaming through the window. Instead of turning on the main bright light, he switched on the fairy lights in his room, which Charleigh had begged him to put up. Twinkly lights seemed to calm Charleigh, she could sit happily and watch their warm glow flicker.

Harry sat quietly on his bed, his back resting against the headboard and sitting Char across his lap, his arms protectively engulfing her as her wide green eyes became glued to the fairy lights strung up on the ceiling. Her breath hiccupped in her chest, which meant the overwhelming feeling was crowding her still.

“Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me But bare this mind, it was meant to be And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks And it all makes sense to me

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth But if I do, it's you Oh, it's you, they add up to I'm in love with you And all these little things

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep Though it makes no sense to me

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth But if it's true, it's you It's you, they add up to I'm in love with you And all these little things

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you And you'll never treat yourself right darling, but I want you to If I let you know, I'm here for you Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh

And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth 'Cause it's you, oh, it's you It's you, they add up to And I'm in love with you And all these little things”

Harry sung quietly, swaying his daughter gently as she watched gentle lights twinkling on this wintery evening. Her ragged breaths had calmed, and her eyes had gone from being wide and alert, to calm and comfortable.

“Would you like to go back downstairs now or have another 10 minutes of quiet time?” Harry whispered calmly as he stroked her hair.

She sat up slowly. “We can go downstairs now Daddy” She whispers softly.

“Come on pretty girl” Harry smiles, kissing her cheek and lifting himself off the bed. He took her hand as they walked back down to the living room. There was a very big difference in her emotion when she came back downstairs. Niall and Liam were playing a card game as Charleigh ran over to them instantly.

“Woah! I thought you were asleep trouble!” Niall chuckled at the sudden force of a 4 year olds bodyweight bombarding onto her lap.

“Shall we find a game that you can play too?” Liam chuckled as they quickly ditched their own game. 

“Twister!!” Charleigh gleams happily. Harry chuckles, now feeling more relaxed that Charleigh had had ten minutes to calm down and it had made all the difference. He didn’t feel quite as hopeless now. He could now sit and speak to some other friends with a glass of wine.

Niall had set out the twister matt in the living room. “Who’s playing?!” He calls with a chuckle as a few stand up to join in.

“Princesses first!” Louis smiles, as he hands Charleigh the board so she could have her first spin. Of course, as always, Niall and Louis were the first out, then Preston from the security team, it was then between Charleigh, Harry and Leigh Anne. But of course they let Charleigh win...how could they not?!

“I won Daddy! I won!” Charleigh giggles, jumping happily and clapping her hands in excitement. 

“I know! Well done baby!” He kisses her head proudly.

“Uncle Niall” Charleigh floats over to him as he was talking to a pretty girl a hair colour similar to hers and a funny accent, she thinks her name is Jade. Her arms shoot up to Niall and he picks her up, lifting her onto his hip without hesitation.

“Yes my little Christmas pudding?” Niall chuckles softly. 

“Can we sing some songs with your guitar?” She asks shyly, her wide eyes pleading.

“How could anyone ever say no to you” Jade chuckles, tickling Charleigh’s cheek softly as she giggled.

“Jade is right, I definitely can’t ever say no to you!” He chuckles. 

“How about I make you some Hot Chocolate?” Jade offers with a kind smile. Hot chocolate? Charleigh liked her already!

Everyone sat together in a circle comfortably, most drinking some warm mulled wine, others with a beer and a select few with non-alcoholic drinks.

Charleigh had wormed her way comfortably back into Harry’s lap as he was still speaking to some other friends. He was sat cross legged on the floor, his wine in one hand as his other arm instantly wrapped around Charleigh, who rested the back of her head on Harry’s chest. He pressed a soft kiss to her head mid conversation. Some conversations had died down as Niall began strumming his guitar, other conversations still continuing quietly.

A few others joined in with the singing, as well as Charleigh for some songs she knew. She happily watched her uncle Niall with glimmering eyes and a giant smile. Harry’s eyes glanced down, his heart warming as he captured the beautiful smile on his daughter. Her happiness reminded him how privileged and lucky he was to have her.

It was always them two. It would only ever be those two.

Father and Daughter, against the world.

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WHAT IS CHARLEIGH'S MUM SITUATION? 🧐🧐🧐

This is sort of a continuation of these two: I’m sick of you - Sneaking Around

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Warnings: Talks of childhood trauma

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"This is hopeless Niall!" Charleigh groans in frustration, hitting her hands against the piano keys.

Niall was sat at the sofa, picking chords on his guitar, with his notebook in front of him and finishing off a song he wrote a few days ago. “Hey now, c’mon. Ya need to dig in deep Char” He chuckles softly. 

“Every song tells it’s own story...you just need to work out what you want the story to say”

“I don’t have a story...” She mumbles, staring at the blank notebook in front of her.

“Everyone had a story. Whether it’s good or bad. And every story has it’s own morals” Niall let out a gentle sigh and places his guitar back on the stand before puling a chair up beside Charleigh.

“What do you mean? What are morals?” Charleigh quizzed, confusion in her eyes.

“A moral is like...the lesson you learnt. Like the boy who cried wolf, he lied all t’time, then when he was really in trouble, no one believed him. The moral there is; If you tell lies, people won't believe you when you do tell the truth.”

“What lessons have you learnt Char?” He questions.

She sat deep in her thoughts for a moment. “Giving second chances doesn’t mean someone has changed...but Dad always say’s it’s ok to make mistakes sometimes...”

“And how did you feel about that Chez?” Niall pushes the question softly.

“I don’t really know...I never understood when I was younger. I didn’t understand why she wasn’t around when everyone else had their Mum’s...then when she was released from the Hospital all those years later...and Dad had told me what she did and how she had left me alone as a baby and set fire to the house, I was angry, Mum’s don’t do that. But when the courts contacted us and said she wanted to have contact with me and she...she said she had changed. Said she was all better, I...I felt bad. And Dad told me he wouldn’t stop me having contact if I wanted to...” She mumbled softly, sitting on the painful memories in her chest.

“Then I was mad at myself because I tried so hard to get to know her...and I thought I could trust her, but then she left again. I mean...I thought leaving me as a baby and trying to set the house on fire was bad enough...but then she left me at home on my own when I was 7 so she could get drunk. And I think that made me more angry, because I remember it...I got out of the burning building with no scars on my body...but I still have the scar from when I was 7″

“You still have it?” Niall questioned in surprise. Charleigh nodded and pulled her sleeve up, faint scars permanently embedded into her skin. “Considering she  she came home drunk at 2am, jumped because she saw me still awake and accidentally dropped a wine bottle on the kitchen side and it shattered over my arm..it doesn’t look too bad. The incident never hurt as much as the memories do...”

“I begged Dad to let me spend the night at her house...he only let me because you guys needed to finish the album...” She mumbled, chuckling to herself.

“Your Dad never forgave himself for that you know...” Niall admitted.

“I know...” She whispers, she still felt guilty. “Maybe if I hadn’t of begged him, everything would be so different now...But I know he never wanted me to resent him for not letting me see her.” She rambled quietly.

“Charleigh...there’s only one person who’s in the wrong here. And that’s her.” Niall frowns firmly. “Not you, not your Dad. Just her. Your Dad loved her...you loved her...she was his fiancée and your mum, you two didn’t do anything wrong. You trust the people you love until they give you a reason not to trust them” Niall rested his arm around Charleigh.

“Dad always said the day he stopped loving her was the day he ran in to get me from the burning house...thank god he never got hurt” She whispers. 

The conversation was interrupted with the ring of Niall’s phone. “I need to take this...get writing trouble” He smiles, tapping the notebook and taking the phone call outside of the room.

Charleigh picked the pen up, spilling words upon words onto the pages. Filling them with potential lyrics, and ideas. When Niall came back, Charleigh was already scribbling away with piano chords and lyrics.

The day had flown by, they had pieced together Charleigh’s perfect song, with help from Niall, she had a stripped down, piano recording of them singing it together in his home studio.

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Towards the end of the week, Charleigh felt so much more relaxed after spending the week in LA, catching up with friends and having time for herself. She had the week to take a break from travelling with her Dad, being on the go 24/7 and mainly, just a little time away from her Dad.

They had really been getting on top of each other lately, and Niall could see a huge difference in Charleigh. She seemed well rested and happier, calmness filling her body.

Friday had rolled around and she was eating a crispy chicken salad outside in the garden for lunch while finishing up some work.

“Hello Cherry” A voice sounded as a tall, curly brunette man appeared, coming out of the French doors.

“Dad?! What are you doing here?!” Charleigh grins, placing her food on the table and rushing over to him. His arms instantly wrapped around her tightly.

“Came to see my girl...missed you” He smiles, embracing her tightly. Charleigh cuddled into his chest tightly, the familiar scent of his Tom Ford aftershave that she had definitely missed, hit her happily.

“I missed you too...” She whispers. “Are you busy? Can we have a talk?” Harry asked softly. Charleigh gave him a nod and headed over to where she was sitting before, tucking back into her salad. “What’s up?”

“Well...I just wanted to talk to you and see what you wanted to do and...how you were feeling now compared to last week.” Harry says softly.

“I feel better. I really needed this, I was just getting tired with travelling so much and I know we’ve been doing it for a long time, but it’s different when you’re older” She explained, pushing her food around with her fork.

“I’m really glad I came here, we we’re driving each other stir crazy and I think we just needed a few days out of each other’s hair” Charleigh admitted truthfully. “Because I realised that I missed you”

Harry smiles with a chuckle. “I agree...I missed you too you know. Although it was great to not have our tour bus a total tip and full of all of your stuff” Harry teases with a smile. “Hey! You have just as much stuff!” Charleigh pouts.

“Yes but I’m tidy Char. So...what do you want to do from here?” He asked seriously.

“I‘m ready to come back on tour” Charleigh smiles widely.

“Are you sure? You know we can sort something if you really don’t want to...I just...I’m not ready for you to be staying on your own yet..”

“I don’t want to be on my own either Dad. I feel safe with you guys” She sighs softly.

“Well...welcome back baby!” Harry chuckles, happily pulling her into another hug. “So, what did you get up to this week?”

“...We wrote and recorded a song” Charleigh gives him a small smile.

“You did?...Can I hear it?” Harry held a surprised grin as Charleigh nods.

*Moral Of The Story (Ashe ft Niall Horan - Original) Moral Of The Story (Ashe ft Niall Horan - Acoustic Version)*

“So I never really knew you God, I really tried to Blindsided, she’s addicted Thought we could really do this But really I was foolish Hindsight, it's obvious Talking with my father I said, "Why’d she have to leave?" He said, "Young people fall in love With the wrong people sometimes" Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay You can think that you're in love When you're really just in pain Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay In the end, it's better for me That's the moral of the story, babe It's funny how my memories Come back in my bad dreams When running wild, turned volatile It's not funny how it changes Now we’ve ended up like strangers 'Cause you burnt down our paper house Listening to my father He said “you’ll always be mine, Even if some people fall in love With the wrong people sometimes” Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay You can think that you're in love When you're really just in pain Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay In the end, it's better for me That's the moral of the story, baby They say it's better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all That could be a load of shit But I just need to tell you all Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay He thought he was in love But he was really just engaged Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay In the end, it's better for me That's the moral of my story

Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay You can think that you're in love When you're really just in pain Some mistakes get made That's alright, that's okay In the end, it's better for us That's the moral of our story, babe”

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dialogue game:

scene setting- harry and charleigh (age 4) are sleeping in his bed and in the middle of the night she tells her daddy, "you're making me too hot, daddy." and pushes his arms away from her and grumpy scoots away from his body leaving harry to pout.

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Tour life was interesting of a night time with a four year old.

Summer in Barcelona wasn't Charleigh's favourite thing at all. She thought they'd be able to be at the beach all the time, but much to her dismay, they were too busy with shows.

Charleigh had been grumpy, sweaty, sticky and totally uncomfortable the whole time due to the high summer heat and horrendous humidity.

It was 1am when Harry finally managed to get her to fall asleep. They had landed in Spain at 3pm, and gone straight to a soundcheck, then to get ready for the show.

Charleigh sept quietly in Harry's arms, because that was the only way he could get her to fall asleep. He could feel Charleigh's pyjamas sticking to him and as hot as he was, he didn't want to wake her.

He left out a quiet sigh before pressing a kiss to her head and closing his eyes peacefully.

The silence didn't last long, when Harry was quickly awoken by his tired daughter stirring awake.

A furrow on her brow and a from stamped onto her lips, she tiredly sat up.

"You're making me too hot Daddy" She mutters groggily and pushes his arms away forcefully, her small body rolling over so there was a chilling gap between them.

Harry rests his elbow on the bed, holding his head in his palm with a pout. "But...but..." He sighs softly. "You just get back to sleep angel" He whispers gently and ties her curly brunette locks back from her face as she falls back to sleep instantly, not evening stirring when Harry took her pyjamas off of her, not wanting her to over heat.

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What about a drabble of what char did when Harry was on the bbc radio and stuff? Like maybe she was out Christmas shopping with her nana and then Harry met up with them or something?

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Singledadrry x Charleigh x Anne

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"Text me as soon as you’re with Nana ok?" Harry reminds Charleigh as she rolls her eyes softly. "Dad, chill! She just texted me and said she’ll be waiting outside the hotel before the car is even there. Am I getting the car to bring me back here when you’re done?” She asked, pulling her coat tightly around herself. 

Harry was due on BBC Radio 1 this afternoon, their studios were based in Great Portland Street in central London, and Anne was visiting for a few days before going back to Cheshire. She was down for a few events and meetings early December before coming to spend a few weeks with Harry and Charleigh over Christmas.

“I’ll give you a text or ring when I’m done and we will see where you girls are, alright?” He nods. “Be safe and phone me if you need anything ok! Love you!” He presses a kiss to her head gently. “Dad, I’m 17 and I earn my own money...I don’t need anything” She sighs softly with a smile. “Have fun! See you later, love you too!” She calls out as she climbs into the car.

As soon as the car pulled up outside Anne’s hotel, Charleigh could see her Nana’s excited smile. Charleigh squealed happily and hopped out of the car, flinging her arms around Anne.

“Hi Darling!” Anne grins happily. “Oh I’ve missed you!” She wraps her arms lovingly around her granddaughter.

“I’ve missed you too” She smiles happily. Anne was the motherly figure Charleigh needed. She didn’t really need anyone else.

“Come on lovie, let’s get shopping” Anne chuckles, as Charleigh quickly sent her Dad a text, including a selfie with her Nana.

Charleigh and Anne wandered into Harrods first, browsing every shelf, product and decoration before taking themselves into Selfridges, where Charleigh happily spent her money on some new makeup, as well as seeing the coolest pair of boots. “Nana, do you think Dad would like these for Christmas?”

She picked up a pair of black leather Gucci boots with a buckle round the front. “I think he’d love them sweetie” She smiles. “Did Dad give you money to spend?”

“No, I’ve been working alongside the management team, doing social media, and some companies have been doing paid sponsorships with me.” She smiles proudly. She was well aware that she only had those jobs and sponsorships because of who her dad was, but she really did try to work her hardest.

“That’s great! Now let’s go and get these and get a Starbuck alright?” Anne smiles.

Charleigh followed to the till, paying for her bits and then leaving Selfridges, heading into the Starbucks around the corner and joining the queue. 

“BBC Radio One...” The speaker sings. “Now before you go Harry, we need to do a Christmas cracker, and you’re going to tell the joke” Clara speaks into the mic. Harry chuckles as a pop of the cracker is sounded. Charleigh and Anne gave each other a quiet smirk as they listened to the speakers carefully.

“What do they sing at a snowman’s birthday party?...Freeze-a jolly good fellow” Harry grinned. Even though she couldn’t see her Dad, she knew him well enough to know there would be a wide grin plastered on his face.

Clara groaned softly “Shall we do another one?” She laughs.

“My daughter loves this one...what about...what does a monkey sing at Christmas time?...Jungle Bells”

Charleigh’s face dropped as she covered her eyes with her hand, feeling pure embarrassment engulf her. “Oh my god, he is so embarrassing” She groans as Anne chuckles, wrapping her arm tightly around Charleigh’s shoulders.

Once they had their drinks, Charleigh’s phone rang.

“’Ello darling!” Harry smiles into the phone.

“Hello to the most embarrassing human on the planet.” Charleigh muttered into the phone.

Harry chuckled deeply “Oh so you were listening! Thought you’d appreciate your favourite joke!”

“Dad it was my favourite when I was five!” She groans softly.

“Anyway, how’s the shopping going?”

“It’s good. We’re just getting a Starbucks and then I think we were going to go to Winter Wonderland maybe, if it’s not too busy. Are you finished?”

“Yeah, I’ll meet you guys at Hyde Park and then maybe we can all find somewhere nice for dinner?” Harry suggested.

“Sound’s good, we will find somewhere to wait. See you soon”

“See you in 10, Cherry” He smiles and hangs up. It wasn’t long until Harry was spotted by Charleigh and Anne, wrapped up in a coat and scarf, with a hat and sunglasses.

“Hello Mum. How are you doing?” Harry grins, opening his arms wide. 

“Hello sweetie. I’m so happy to see you, how are you?” She grins, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“I’m good! You look shopped out Char!” He chuckles, as they wander around the Christmassy stalls. Every stool was covered in ornaments, toys, candles, handcrafted gifts, foods and drinks. The sun was beginning to set and the colourful lights flickered around you, live music playing and festive cheer filing the air.

Christmas was always their favourite time, especially spending moments with their family.

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