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lollypopsx · 2 years

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Single Dad Harry x Charleigh Instagram posts

Here’s my first ever Instagram concept piece about a few of the Instagram posts of Single Dad Harry x Charleigh through the years. I have never done this before and it took me embarrasingly way too long! But I loved making it so, enjoy x

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Harrystyles Cherry, Cherry Baby 🍒 you are the light in a dark world my sweet girl x

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Gemmastyles I can’t wait to squish her!

Harryfan1 I can’t even breathe

Onedirection Our newest band member. We are so happy to have the two of you in our lives x

1Dupdates still can’t believe what they went through, no one deserves that

↳ Iloveharrystyles Karma will get her. Harry and Cherry deserve so much more than her!!

↳ 1Dupdates at least they are both safe now

Annetwist So precious, love you both endlessly!x

↳ Harrystyles We love you. Thank you for everything x

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Annetwist My baby and his baby x

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Harrystyles 🍒❤️

Mrsjohannahdeakin Congratulations Nana! What a beauty!x

Gemmastyles Heyyyyy!! :(

↳ Harrystyles Shut up, you’re older than me

1DFanAccount She looks just like Harry!!

Niallhoran My girls getting big already :(

Louist91 Lil’ trouble!x

YourInstagram So so cute! Can’t wait to get tour on the road, I’ve got so many outfits for them two matching!!x

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YourInstagram Happy birthday to the sweetest Cherry we ever have known🤍

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Harrystyles Thank you for being one of the strong female figures in her life. We are grateful for you auntie Y/N x

Taylorswift Happy Birthday pretty girl!! She’s so delicate!x

Zaynmalik Charleigh has never looked so much like Harry....

Niallhoran Best girls x

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Y/b/fInstgram She’s an angel! Happy birthday little one! PS, Y/N please hurry up and have a baby one day!

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Harrystyles We have the best friends who make the best outfits for our adventures! Thank you Auntie YourInstagram! My Cherry feels right at home at the Magical Kingdom...🍒x

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Annetwist A magical place to make magical memories. Missing my little darlin x

Ladygaga Can I get a dress like that?!🥺

YourInstagram Oh she’s so beautiful! I’m so glad she likes it! Bring me back some ears!!!!😘🙏🏼

↳ Harrystyles She won’t take it off...she has bought you some matching donut mouse ears though!

Harryfan1 I saw them there and they looked so happy and so cute!!!

Disneyland We are so pleased that the Princess and her King enjoyed their stay!

Louist91 Beauty! Have fun lil lady x (P.s. I hope you’ve spoilt her H)

↳ Niallhoran When doesn’t he?

↳Harrystyles Shhhhh, we’re on holiday!

Harryfan2 Someone start a petition for YourInstagram to make Charleigh’s outfits forever??

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Charleighstyles I’ve always been the most stylish Styles, sorry gang x #throwbackthursday

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Harrystyles Rude? But you always will be my pretty baby🥺❤️

Louist91 Do you remember when you were actually cute?🙃👀

↳ Charleighstyles Do you remember when you were actually cool and funny?🙃👀

Harryfan1 Wow! Literally Harry’s double!!

Harryfan2 UUGGHH those curls!!!!!

YourInstagram OMG Heffalump! You never used to let go of him!😭😭

↳ Harrystyles She still doesn’t...or the blanket😏

↳ Charleighstyles you’re actually embarrassing.🤦‍♀️

Liampayne Why did I never know this photo existed?!?!

↳ Charleighstyles Creds to Uncle Ni Ni 📸

Cherrystylzfan This girl really can pull every outfit off!

Niallhoran These were the best days, you always used to steal my hats!

↳ Charleighstyles Still got em!x

Gemmastyles I’m watching you little Styles! Don’t think you can steal my spotlight!

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Charleighstyles Dad, where do I even start? What a life we have had. I wouldn’t be the woman I am today if I didn’t have you by my side to guide me there. To the man who wiped every tear, who was the reason for every smile, who protected me every second of my life, who slept beside me when things weren’t alright, who celebrated every victory, who never left my side when I was a clingy and anxious child, who has never left my side when I am a clingy and anxious adult, who cherished every moment, who gave me every opportunity to the most incredible life I/we have had.

For you I am grateful in ways words and actions could never explain.

Happy Fathers Day! Love you so much!

Always and Infinity, Your Cherry x

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Harrystyles My angel, I’d do it all over again a thousand times and more. I’m so proud of the woman you are becoming and you have made my life worth while. Always my Cherry, love you endlessly x

Annetwist Happy Father’s Day H, I’m so proud of you xx

Taylorswift I’m not crying, you are

Harryfan1 Harry is the definition of a strong father figure

Liampayne No one deserves more recognition on father’s day than you H x

Harryfan2 Happy Father’s Day!

Niallhoran Charleigh, you bring tears to my eyes constantly. I suddenly came to realise just how grown up you are x

Zaynmalik You have been the greatest team, that the world has ever seen x

Louist91 No one has seen the true definition of family love until they have spent time with you two x

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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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lollypopsx · 2 years

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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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Has Harry ever has to pick up Charleigh up from a party or club because she got too drunk and maybe on the way home she has him pull over because she's gonna be sick? Then maybe she starts crying because she's embarrassed to be this drunk in front of her dad but Harry reminds her that he was her age once too and understands that she just wanted to have fun with friends and is glad she called him so she didn't get into a car with drunk drivers?

So it went a little bit like this...

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A/N: Charleigh is 18 years old, which is the legal age to drink in the UK

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, drunken behaviour and being sick.

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Relief washed over Harry as the sound of his phone rung through his quiet bedroom and he saw his daughters name on the screen. 2:45am.

It was her first night out since she had been back from tour, after turning 18.

Her surname was more than enough to get her and her friend's entry at one of the sleekest London bars, which was usually full of other celebrities too. To say Harry was slightly nervous was an understatement, but he trusted his daughter and her friends enough, and he agreed to pick her up whenever she was ready.

“Cherry? You okay sweetie?”

The pounding of the music was still loud, and the buzz of voices in the background reassured him that she was still at the club.

“Hi Harry, it’s Lilly. Charleigh is a bit drunk; do you think you’d be able to pick her up? The club closes at 3am”

Harry jolts up from his bed, turning the TV off. “Is she safe? I’ll be there in 20 minutes” He pulls himself out of bed and slips his trainers on quickly, pulling on a coat and grabbing his keys and shoes.

“She’s safe, and fine, just...quite drunk. Thank you, Harry. I’ll let her know you’re on your way.” Lilly hangs up and keeps Charleigh’s phone safe.

Once 3am rolled around, Charleigh was with a huge group of people outside the club, sat on the curb side with a long black coat around her body and a cup of water in her hand.

She was slurring and swaying drunkenly as she sat chatting amongst some friends. A joyous buzz drifted in the air between friends as Charleigh’s eyes began to feel heavy as her head rested on Lilly’s shoulder, two of her friends keeping her sat upright.

A familiar car pulled up along the curb, with people turning and staring. “Char...hey you need to wake up” Lilly taps her gently as Harry hopped out of the car, striding over to her and crouching beside her.

“Cherry...it’s me, come on, let’s get you home” Harry whispers softly, pushing her hair out of her face. “Did you all have a good time? Are all of you okay?” He turns to ask her friends, needing peace of mind that they were all alright.

They nod happily and smile “Yeah, we’re all fine, Charleigh's definitely the drunkest...we all had the same amount to drink, I’m sorry we didn’t realise she’d get this drunk” Lilly mumbles apologetically.

“Hey, don’t worry about it! Thank you for keeping an eye out for her. Does anyone need a ride home?”

“Oh we’re okay, there’s an afterparty and we’re getting a taxi. Charleigh didn’t want to go and...I think she needs to go to bed” Lilly chuckles softly. “Thank you though”

Harry taps Charleigh’s arm softly as her eyes flutter open, glazed and heavy.

“Guys...” Charleigh’s eyes widen and gasp, her eyes dizzy and intoxicated. “It’s Harry Styles!” She whisper-shouts to her friends, turning her head to look to Lilly and pointed to her Dad.

“Okay, I think we definitely need to get you home...who’s coat is this?” Harry smiles softly, biting back his laugh.

“I’m wearing a coat?!” Her eyes widen as she looks down at her covered body. “Oh yeah!” She gasps, giggling loudly. “...Why am I wearing a coat?” She mutters, confusion in her eyes.

“Char, you fell over and everyone saw your bum!” Alexia chuckled, in her own, self-indulged drunken state.

Charleigh couldn’t contain the string of giggles escaping her mouth “Dad, you should come and party with us!” She slurs. “Someone gave us a strip tease and then we-”

“Alright, let’s get you home!” Harry chuckles, interrupting her sentence and helping her up in his arms and walking her carefully to the car. He internally groaned as he saw the few press members by the car, keeping the coat secure around her, to save herself any further embarrassment and helping her into the car.

Once he’d made sure she was buckled in safely and she had everything she left the house with earlier that evening, he began the drive home. “So where did the magic coat appear from Chez?” He queries.

“Mmmm, I think...it was Roman. Your bestie.” She mutters, her head against the cold window as her head drooped slightly.

“Kemp?” He raises an eyebrow.

“That’s the one. Definitely your bestie.” She grunts, a gentle groan escaping her lips.

“Charleigh, you alright sweetie?” He frowns, glancing over to her. “You want some water?” He reaches behind her seat and takes out the bottle of water he brought with him for her, just in case.

“...stop...the car” She slurs. Her hand slamming against the handle as her head felt dizzy and her fingers were trembling, a warmth running up her neck.

Harry pulls over to the side of the road with a frown as Charleigh stumbled out of the car and onto the grass verge at the side of the road, throwing up.

“Oh Cherry” Harry sighs softly, following after her and pulling her hair out of the way, rubbing her back gently. “Shhh, get it all out” He pats her back softly, thanking God there was nobody around, and they weren’t still at the club, in front of the press.

“I’m sorry...” She chokes her tears out as she leant over on the grass, her mascara tears spilling down her face. “I’m so...sorry” She slurs, Harry frowned as he handed her the bottle to sip some water.

“Hey, you don’t need to apologise baby, these things happen when-”

“I’m such an embarrassment” She whimpers drunkenly, before slumping her head onto Harry’s shoulder

“You’re never an embarrassment” He shushes her gently. “Let’s get you back in the car and home to bed” He whispers, helping her up slowly and taking her home to bed.

“Why aren’t you mad at me this time?” She mutters tiredly.

“Well...Cherry, last time you were 17, at a house party where you told me you’d be back by 1, and you came home at 4am. You also told me you wouldn’t be drinking and you came home reeking of alcohol and smelling of smoke. This is very different sweetheart. But I’m glad you phoned...I’ll get you any time, whether you’re drunk or sober, I’m just glad you’re home safe.” He smiles softly, pulling into their gates and taking her inside and up to her bedroom. He laid out some joggers and t-shirt for her.

“I was your age once. Got to let your hair down sometimes...speaking of...get changed and I’ll go and get you some water. Make sure you take your makeup off too”

He gets her a cold bottle of water from the fridge, as well as a plastic bag to go in her bin. Once she was changed, he knocked on her door.

“Come in” She grumbles, slumped in her bed in clean joggers and a top.

“Here...” Harry places the bin beside her bed. “Just in case you don’t make it to the toilet to throw up. Now, should I be worried about you having Roman’s coat?” He raises a brow, taking her makeup wipes from the side and sitting beside her, gently removing her makeup, which she had failed to do herself.

“Noooo, he just gave it to me because I was cold” She mumbles, the alcohol had completely intoxicated her. “Where’s Asa? Has he left me?!” She cries out softly, catching a blurry glimpse of the photo of them beside her bed.

“What?! No baby, he’s in Wales filming, remember?” He chuckles, tying her hair out of her face and tossing the makeup wipes away.

“Hmm...” She hums gently. “Will you stay in here? I miss him” She mutters sadly.

“I...” He sighs softly, twirling one of her ringlet curls around his finger. “Of course” He leans down to press a kiss to her head and pulls the duvet over her.

“Thank you” She grumbles, resting her head on his shoulder and her eye’s falling shut.

“Thank you...for staying safe” He whispers, squeezing her close and shutting his eyes.

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Little Charleigh accidentally cutting herself or scraping her knee and Harry's reaction?

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Harry, Louis, Liam, Zayn, Niall and Charleigh had been at the O2 Arena all day, doing a rehearsal, soundcheck and checking costumes.

Charleigh had been couped up all day and was starting to get bored and restless.

The newly four year old was getting whiney in the room, she had watched films most of the day, and played with some of her toys, did some drawing and the boys even read some of the books with her.

She was slumped on the sofa and huffing in her stroppy mood while Harry was very busy sorting outfits out with Caroline.

"What's the face for, trouble?" Louis leans against the back of the sofa, ruffling Charleigh's hair gently.

"She's restless and bored but I can't do anything because I have so much to do" Harry huffs in frustration.

"You wanna come and play some football outside with me and Liam? Hm? Get you outside in the sunshine for a bit?"

Her eyes lit up as she turned around, standing up on the sofa and climbing up onto Louis "Yes please!" She grins happily.

"Cheers Louis...I owe you one" Harry thanks him in relief.

Lou and Liam took Charleigh outside to the gated off car park, which the tour busses were parked in, letting her have a run around and kick the ball a little bit.

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"DADDY!!!" Charleigh's screams erupted through the corridors of the backstage area.

Harry was getting his hair styled and finished by Lou, wearing tight black jeans and no top.

The sudden cries caused Harry to jolt up from his chair and rush to the door.

Tears were streaming down her bright red cheeks as Liam held her to his hip, Louis trailing behind. "I'm sorry H..." Louis gulps

"Hey hey, what's wrong?" Harry frowns as Charleigh sobs against Liam's shoulder, her arms instantly reaching out to her dad.

"Daddy I fell over" She sobs as Harry takes her in his arms, a small trail of blood running down her leg from a small graze and cut on her knees.

"Oh baby girl" He frowns, kissing her head. "You'll be alright, let's go and clean you up, maybe Uncle Li and Uncle Lou can go and find you some chocolate buttons..." He smiles softly.

"She was running and tripped over the ball...we were watching her the whole time I swear" Louis mumbles, panic evident in his voice.

"Boys, it's fine. Kids fall over all the time...Especially this clumsy little mare" He reassures them.

Charleigh's cries were muffled into his neck, gripping his skin as he sits her on the dressing table, grabbing the first aid kit from the wall and sitting on the chair in front of Charleigh.

"Shhh, hey it's okay" Harry whispers, swiping his thumbs under her eyes to catch those falling tears. "Daddy's here, g'nna clean you up my little Cherry"

He rests her foot on his thigh, using his teeth to rip open the sachet containing an anti-septic wipe.

"This is going to sting a little but it will make sure it's clean? Alright?" he holds her tiny hand with one of his as Harry gently dabs at her graze, her cries growing louder once again and she pulls her knee away.

"No! Stop!" She yelps.

"Shhhh, hey. Look at me...squeeze my hand if it's sore okay?...That's it" He hushes her gently, stroking her knuckles with his thumb as he continues to dab her knee.

Her breath began to slow down as he wiped her leg clean. "There we go...now...here's the important part! Which plaster would y'like? You have two little scrapes." He pulls out the box of One Direction plasters from his bag, to which she always chose Harry.

"Mmmm Uncle Liam and Uncle Lou!" She grins, pointing to her desired two.

"What?!" Harry gasps. "You don't want me?!" He growls and starts to tickle her belly, the room filling with her joyous giggles.

Her knee was slightly bruised but if he didn't make a huge fuss, she wouldn't notice unless she felt it.

He gently stuck the plasters over her knee, wiping her leg once more and pressing his lips to her knee lightly.

"Right, let's go find those boys and the chocolate buttons" He lifts her from the table onto the floor, holding her hand as they walk to the next room.

It wasn’t the first scrape, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. But there was nothing that a One Direction plaster, chocolate buttons and a little bit of loving couldn’t fix.

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When Charleigh finds out the new UK and Europe dates!

Here’s something a little bit different to usual! I loved doing this so much and I’m so so grateful for @damnasstyles - she was the perfect dadrry for this! I really hope we can do more of these again and I hope you all like it! 🤍

My Julia really deserves half of the credit! She rolled with my idea and made it what it is - so please check out her blog 🤍

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I know it’s a old trend but charleigh could do the lyric prank on Harry but it’s his only lyrics or 1D lyrics .

Really fluffy piece where charleigh is drunk and is texting Harry really cute but weird stuff . She is spamming him random pictures from her camera roll so like pictures of the sky or cute couple pics of her and Asa.

We loved doing this!! Thank you!!

Credits again, as always, to @damnasstyles ❤️

Charleigh 1 - Harry 0 - Charleigh tries a lyric prank on Harry, which soon backfires when the teen gets in trouble for not tidying her bedroom and closet!

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What if one day Harry had told Charleigh to get something done by the time he got back home from work. Harry has a bad day at work and when he gets home, he finds that Char hasn't done what he told her to do and he really scolds her. What he doesn't know is that she's on her period and had bad cramps so she couldn't move. Charleigh feels horrible and she cries, saying she'll do it right way and when she gets up the heating pad falls off from her stomach and Harry connects the dots. He feels sooooo guilty. Then he apologizes and tells her he had a bad day, Charleigh of course forgives him and suggests that they should have ice cream and cuddles cause it makes everything better.

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"Cherry, are you awake?" Harry knocked gently on her bedroom door.

"Yeah" She grumbled tiredly as she sat up in bed, rubbing her tired eyes as she sat up in bed, it was half term for the 16 year old while they were both home in England for a little while, so for her to still be in bed at 9am, wasn't really an issue.

He opened the door slowly. "I'm off to work, are you sure you don't want to come with me today?" He asks gently, leaning against the doorframe with his keys twirling around his fingers.

He was in a tight white shirt, with grey joggers and some sunglasses perched on his head too. His jacket thrown over his shoulder and his phone tucked into his pocket.

"Mmmm, I'm sure. I just want to stay in today" She smiles tiredly. "Maybe tomorrow?"

"Alright darling, if you're staying here can you tidy up the kitchen, put the washing on, and there's a load of boxes in my office of yours. Stuff that's been sent from your clothing deal that you need to put away in your closet. Did you clean the bathrooms yesterday?"

"I will. No I didn't have time. I'll do that today as well" She reaches up to open her curtains slowly, the grey clouds and pattering of rain against the window didn't let much light into the room, but it made a slight difference.

"Okay baby, be good. Phone me if there's any problems, and if I don't answer, phone Jeff" He leans down, presses a kiss to her head and leaves.

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Household chores had always been done fairly evenly between the two of them, Harry of course tended to do more than Charleigh because of her going to school, but what she had to do was fairly minimal.

It was 10am when she sat up in Harry’s office, typing away on the computer to finish off her English homework essay, she began to feel a dull, aching sensation in her stomach.

Her little bathroom trip confirmed her suspicions. Period. Great.

She groaned softly as she slumped back into Harry’s office, determined to finish her essay before the afternoon hit so that she could get her household tasks done but when she felt her eyes becoming itchy and her brain feeling fuzzy, she knew she needed to stop her work.

Charleigh made her way to the bathrooms, cleaning them as best as she could, but as the day crept on, her period pains were causing more and more issues and all she wanted to do was sit with a hot water bottle and a blanket on the sofa.

She knew her Dad wouldn’t mind. He was always very understanding especially when she was on her period and she knew she would do it tomorrow. And she wasn’t wrong, of course Harry would be understanding and let her do it tomorrow...but maybe not today.

Today, everything was going wrong for Harry at work, and for him to come home in a bad mood was a very rare situation.

“I’m home” Harry called out, grumbling as he chucked the keys on the side, coming in and seeing Charleigh watching TV with her blanket around her.

“Hi, how was work?” She looks up at him tiredly, with red ringed eyes.

“I don’t even want to talk about it. You look tired. Tired yourself out today?” He kisses her head gently as she just nodded silently and he headed upstairs.

His hopes to just put his work folder and laptop in his office then have a bath and have a very calm night, were soon dismantled when he opened his office door and immediately tripped on a box, which he hadn’t expected because he had told Charleigh to put them away.

“Fuck!” He groans, feeling the rage in his stomach. “Charleigh!!” Harry’s voice bellowed as he stormed down the stairs, in a manor that Charleigh wasn’t expecting.

“I told you to put those bloody boxes away!! I cant even get I to my own bloody office in my own bloody house!! Did you even clean the kitchen?!” He raises his brows.

“N-no I-” She jumped slightly, her eyes widening in shock at the outburst.

“Of course you didn’t! I’m sick of you treating this house like a damn hotel! I ask you to do a few things around the house and you can’t even do that! You’ve been home all day, and doing what?! Oh yeah. Absolutely nothing. I’m tired of this behaviour Charleigh!” He rants on and on, pacing around the living room as she sat sheepishly on the sofa, hugging the blanket close to her.

She had felt so tired, drowsy and in pain all day, that she’d honestly forgotten about everything Harry had asked her to do. Her Dad shouting at her was another thing which was a rare occurrence. Yes, he was stern and firm a lot of the time, but he wasn’t one to shout. And usually when Harry’s voice was raised, Charleigh’s voice matched his volume.

But today, instead of shouting angrily back at him, the hormonal tears began to spill quickly from her eyes. “I-I’m sorry...I’ll d-do it now” She whimpers softly, pushing the blanket off and as she stood, her fluffy hot water bottle fell onto the floor, catching Harry’s eye.

His anger and sternness instantly disappeared as he took a deep breath, guilt trickling into him as he realised he had taken his bad day and foul mood out on his daughter, who really didn’t deserve that.

“Cherry, I’m sorry...fuck. I’m so sorry, I should never have...” His eyes went from the floor, up to meet hers, a lump instantly forming in his throat as he watches the tears fall.

He immediately walks to her and wraps his arms around her protectively. “I’m so sorry...I really shouldn’t have spoken to you that way” He frowns, squeezing her tightly.

“D-do...do you really think that about me?” She mumbles sadly into his shoulder, hugging him tightly but still feeling a pang of hurt.

“What? No! No, of course not! Never! I just...I had a bad day, and I took it out on you, and that was wrong of me. Please forgive me” He whispers, stroking her hair gently.

She nods quietly. “It’s okay...now I know how you felt before when I’ve done it to you” She smiles sadly with a sniffle. “I’ll go and do those boxes so they’re out of the way”

“Hey, they can wait. What I really want more than anything right now is to sit with my daughter on the sofa, watch a shit film and at some food” He smiles softly, rubbing her back gently as she nods.

Harry kicked his shoes off and laid back on the sofa, Charleigh squishing herself between him and the back of the sofa, her head on his chest and his arm around her, with the blanket over them and keeping the hot water bottle close to her stomach.

“I’m sorry darling, I really am” He whispers sadly, brushing her hair gently between his fingers.

“Don’t be...it’s okay Dad, I promise” She gives him a reassuring smile as she pinches his phone and went straight onto just eat.

“There’s only ever one time of the month where all you want is Mexican food...” Harry chuckled softly as she grinned,

“Taco’s?”

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Single Dad Harry x Charleigh - One Direction Era

When 6 year old Charleigh texts her Dad on Uncle Nialler’s phone 😍

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what if adult charleigh and harry are at an event. maybe for one of his movies or awards show and they are interviewing him but charleigh is beside him so they ask her a few questions too. then the questions towards charleigh began to get inappropriate. something like, "charleigh, are you pregnant by your boyfriend (boyfriend name)?" or "charleigh, do you think your dad sleeps with too many women."

harry would step in and be like, "woah, you are not going to ask my daughter those types of questions. thank you and have a nice day." then they walk off and harry pulls charleigh to the side to make sure she's ok. and tell her not to listen to those stupid interviewers. she'd say she's fine but deep down she worries that she looks fat if someone thinks she's pregnant.

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Haven't posted anything writing wise in a lil while and I'm really liking this concept so here!

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The Brits was a yearly event that Harry and Charleigh were destined to be found at. They loved attending these evets, especially ones that were held so close to home.

The first time Harry had gone to the Brits was when One Direction were formed, and he had been back every year, always with Charleigh at his side. Photos, cameras, press, fans, celebrities, interviews, awards and alcohol. Lots of alcohol.

Charleigh was still working on her first debut album, which wasn’t common knowledge to the world yet, while Harry had recently released another hit album.

Harry and Charleigh walked side by side along the red carpet, as they do yearly, pausing and smiling for photographs, hugging and saying hello to friends and fans, and taking part in interviews.

Harry was in a mustard yellow Marc Jacobs suit, complimented well with a purple bow around his neck, while Charleigh was supporting a black silk off-the-shoulder dress, which had a slit at the front and trailed down to the floor behind her, and her favourite part, the shoes. Both different colour heels, one in the yellow shade of Harry’s suit and one in the lilac shade of Harry’s bow.

They always complimented each other's looks, and found some way to match. Every year, the fans were most excited to see the outifits.

“Harry, do you have a good feeling about the awards tonight?” One male interviewer questioned as the cameras flashed around, Charleigh waving to some fans before turning to her Dad.

“I’m always very hopeful, but there are so many people who deserve the awards, I’ll be very happy for whoever wins it, I’m just happy to be here” He smiles.

“Charleigh, can we ask you a few questions?” He asks kindly.

“Of course!” She grins, taking a step forward.

“You look beautiful tonight! You have been coming to these award shows since you were a baby, we have photos of you being carried down the red carpet in your Dad’s arms, or holding hand’s with the 1D boys, how does it feel to come back every year?”

“Oh it’s amazing. I’m so grateful they let me tag along and it’s so nice to see some new and some old faces, and it’s a chance for the newer artists to really make their breakthrough. We’re so honoured that we get to be here every year”

“And what’s your favourite Brit memory?”

“I think probably, the first ever one I remember, I was about 5 or...maybe 6, and One Direction had won Global Success, British Video and British Group. I just remember everyone was so happy and a few of them were drunk, but my Dad let me come to the after party and I had the best time dancing with Adele and Lady Gaga”

“It was lovely to see you both, good luck tonight”

They both politely thanked the interviewer before moving along to the next one. As usual, Harry was asked questions, but this journalist was giving Charleigh a bad vibe. The questions were pushy and ragged, but she kept quiet at the side, praying that the interviewer didn’t turn to her.

“So Charleigh, perhaps we should address the elephant in the room here...there has been a lot of rumours circling round this week about you and your boyfriend Asa Butterfield, the star of Netflix’s Sex Education. First of all, how does he feel about letting you wear a dress like this which shows your legs off?”

Charleigh was fairly surprised by the question as she briefly looked to Harry, who’s jaw had clenched slightly. “My boyfriend would never dictate what I wear, and I would never let anyone dictate what I wear. I felt comfortable in it, so I wanted to wear it”

“Now, we’ve heard through the grapevine that there is a Baby Styles on the way, can you enlighten us with some news? Assuming it’s Asa’s? You certainly look well”

Charleigh’s jaw dropped. “Wow, I uh, I didn’t know that was a rumour but...I can assure you I’m definitely not pregnant” Charleigh gulped uncomfortably. The tension in the air hung thick, and Harry protectively placed his hand on his daughter’s shoulder. Her eyes drooped with a hint of sadness and a tonne of discomfort.

“How do you feel about Harry’s love life? Quite a few women? How do you keep up with them?” The question rung into Charleigh’s ears before she felt her Dad’s grip tighten instantly.

“If you’ll excuse me, I don’t think these are suitable questions for you to be asking my 19-year-old daughter. Thank you, have a nice day” Harry’s hand rested on Charleigh’s back as he guided her away from the interview, her whole demeanour had changed and that excited sparkle in her eyes was long gone.

Harry was furious but knew he had to keep calm on the outside, for the sake of Charleigh and himself. He had no hesitation of taking her out of that situation, and he would do It all over again should he ever need to.

Harry guided Charleigh to a corner, away from fans and the main clusters of cameras.

“Hey, are you okay?” He frowns, stepping in front of her and resting his hands on her shoulders, his eyes full of concern as she kept her eyes glued to the floor. “Hey...Cherry, look at me” He whispers calmly as her eyes shy up with a gentle sniffle.

“He was an idiot and I’m sorry you had to deal with that. You don’t need to listen to them, and no one has spread any rumours about you, they do it for clickbait so that they get money, and then they start the rumour.”

She nodded quietly. “I’m okay just...just surprised they would ask something like that...that’s all. The other interviews were so calm and nice” She sighs softly. But she couldn’t shake that nagging little feeling inside, the irritating voice in her head. What is people really thought she looked pregnant?

“I know darling, I’m sorry. Come here” He frowns, engulfing her protectively in his arms and pressing a kiss to her head. “Come on, let’s head in to the bar and get you a gin. We have half an hour till it starts, so we have plenty of time to find our table and say hello. Want to get you away from the press” He frowns softly, nodding to his security and leading his daughter inside.

Charleigh plastered on a brave smile, trying to ignore the comments from the last interviewer and waved to the fans calling her name, which always boosted her mood. She just hoped that irritating voice in her head would disappear soon.

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Hi love! What if Charleigh (Age 17) breaks a leg or something and has it in a cast, Harry carries her around being the over protective dad he is, and signs in her cast saying no matter how grown up she is he'll always be the first one to write on it, and he'll write something like 'get well soon my little Cherry' on it. Then they're both walking on the streets, meets some fans, one of them being mean to Charleigh and tries to push her down. She's already hurt and Harry isn't taking any of it!

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I haven't proof read this yet, please forgive me!

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"Dad! That's not fair! You can't write anything on the bottom of my foot! I can't read it!" She whines, pouting and groaning softly.

Harry let out a chuckle as he sat with a sharpie in hand, Charleigh's broken foot was propped up on the coffee table with a cushion, Harry sat on floor at the end of her foot.

"What are you putting on there anyway?! I swear Dad, if it's a penis I will never forgive you!" She laughs.

"Shush! I'm a classy man!" He grins, his tongue stuck out in concentration as he drew a photo of a cherry.

"Yeah right! You wrote a song about a female or-"

"Hush child!" He furrows his brows, then writing on the front of the cast.

"Oh god here we go" She sighs.

'Get well soon my little Cherry - Dad x'

"Is it still sore?" He frowns softly.

"Not sore, but it aches and it feels weird" She frowns. Charleigh had never been in a cast in her life. "I hate this already, how am I going to go to the kitchen for food or go for a wee or go upstairs to bed?! I can't get a pedicure for 6 weeks!"

"You do have crutches darling, you're not chained to the sofa" He chuckles.

"Have you seen our stairs?! They're a death trap in heels, let alone crutches!"

"Well I'll just have to carry you up the stairs. You can bum shuffle down" He teases.

"Yeah right old man! You're not that strong!"

"Wow, a broken bone sure makes you more crabby! It's going to be a long six weeks" Harry chuckles, heading into the kitchen to get the ice cream.

Six Weeks Later

"How does it feel now it's off?!" Harry smiles as Charleigh emerged from the bathroom.

“Weird! But so much better now I’ve had a shower, the skin is really dry though” She frowns.

“Well, why don’t we go for a slow walk around the park and then after, we can go and get you into the nail shop, you can have your long-awaited pedicure” He chuckles.

She smiles and nods happily. “I missed going for walks with you”

She gently put her shoe on and wrapped herself up in her coat, and sunglasses. Charleigh linked her arm to her Dad’s as they headed out down the street, towards the heath.

The walk was calm and quiet, they walked slow and luckily there weren’t many people around, apart from the local elderly people who always said hello, mentioning Charleigh finally being out of her cast.

The view from the heath was beautiful and fresh. It was a clear day and the beautiful scene of London graced the skyline.

“So, tours coming up soon...still okay about going?” Harry asks softly as they sat on the bench at the top of the hill.

“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” She asks curiously, looking up at him.

“Well, you’re getting a bit older now and, you’ll be 18 soon. I realise that we’ve been touring your whole life, and I just wonder...well look I can’t help but to realise that you probably won’t want to come on many tours now you’re a bit older.” Harry sighs softly, feeling a slight prang in his chest at the thought of Charleigh not wanting to join him on tour one day.

“Dad, I love going on tour with you!” She frowns softly. “I know I whinge sometimes but, I really love doing it. Yeah, it sucks sometimes not seeing my friends and a load of travelling, but I...it wouldn’t feel right not being on tour with you” She rests her head gently on Harry’s shoulder as his lips curled into a smile.

“It’s good to have you with me, Cherry” He wraps his arm around her shoulder tightly as she grins.

“It’s good to have you with me, Dad” She nods.

After a short while of chatting, the pair left the heath and wandered to the nail salon, round the corner from their house. Charleigh and Harry were regulars here, so they were always greeted by a warm welcome.

They sat for an hour, getting spa pedicures and their nails tended to. The shop was quiet and relaxed, exactly what they needed. As they said goodbye and paid for their treatments, Charleigh began to feel the tiredness overtake her body.

“Ready for home now darling? You look tired lovie” He wraps his arm around Charleigh as they slowly head home.

“I haven’t walked this much is weeks” She yawns softly, rubbing her eyes slowly. They had done well to avoid being spotted by fans until now.

“Oh my god it’s Harry and Charleigh!” A group of girls were heard squealing as they rushed around the road. Charleigh’s shoulders tensed up, realising she couldn’t walk as quick as usual. Harry’s grip tightened gently. “It’s okay” He whispers, reassuring her quietly and greeting the fans politely.

They crowded quickly, clearly very over-excited.

“Can we have a photo?”

“Please take a photo with us!”

“Can you sign this for me?”

“Harry take a photo!”

“OMG I can’t believe it’s Harry!”

The crowd squealed as Charleigh took a step back, he signed, smiled, and took photos with everyone before excusing himself, as he walked back to Charleigh.

She was tired and her foot was really hurting, aching from the amount of movement and slight swelling. Charleigh felt nudge against her shoulder, causing her to stumble slightly.

“My eyes were closed! Can we re-take the photo?!” One obnoxious girl grins.

“Excuse me. I’m really sorry but I need to get my daughter home and I don’t appreciate her being pushed, especially when she’s just come out of a cast” He furrows his brow, keeping the annoyance at bay, but Charleigh could sense it. He held onto Charleigh closely, keeping her close to his side until they get into their security gate and muttering under his breath.

“I’m thankful for the fans but some of them have no respect” He mutters, getting the key in the door to let them in. “No spacial awareness” He frowns. “Are you okay?! You didn’t fall did you?”

She shook her head slowly but with tears in her eyes. “I’m fine, my foot just hurts a bit” She sniffles, as Harry instantly engulfs her into his arms.

“I’m sorry Cherry” He frowns, pressing a gentle kiss to her head. “I’ll run you a bath and then we can watch a film while you rest your foot okay?”

She wipes her eyes and nods softly. “Sure, thanks Dad” She whispers.

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lollypopsx · 2 years

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Has Charleigh ever had really bad period cramps/pms while on tour? Like she doesn’t want to move and is moidy, but they have to because of Harry Schedule and everything…

How would he reacts in that situation? Maybe she’d feel like he doesn’t understand her pain

"Dad go away!" She groans, laying across the sofa in his dressing room as another one of his Love on Tour shows were over. She had left the pit early, pulled her outfit off and changed into some baggy joggers and a sports bra.

"Charleigh, come on darling, we have to catch a flight. We've been through this" He sighs softly, rushing to get his things together.

"I'm staying here for the rest of my life and never moving ever again" She mutters, pulling her hoodie over her face.

"Cherry. Come on, once we get into the car, you can lay down. What's wrong hm? Why are you being grumpy huh?" He frowns, kneeling beside her and brushing her hair gently.

"It's a fucking Wednesday" She grumbles under her breath and Harry lets out a gentle sigh. "I'm sorry sweetie. But we really have to go" He whispers calmly.

"Oh my god. Fine!" She jolts up grumpily, snatches her phone, bag and jumper and storms towards the door.

“Charleigh...” Harry lets out a breath, still knelt down in the same position.

“What?!” She snaps, yanking the door open.

“...You forgot your water bottle” He holds it up and out towards her. Without another word, she took it from his grip, and stormed down the corridor.

As Harry wanders behind with the rest of his stuff, he places a firm, yet gentle hand on her shoulder. “Charleigh, I understand you’re feeling rough and your on your period, but can we drop the attitude?” He mumbles quietly, yet sternly. “I’m not letting you speak to people that way...”

She pulls her shoulder away and climbs into the car, sitting by the window and staring out sadly. Harry groaned softly and shook his head as he followed behind and car headed towards the airport.

“Cherry...talk t’me” Harry tapped her knee gently.

“You just...you don’t understand” Charleigh whimpered softly as her bottom lip quivered, her eyes brimming with tears as she kept her gaze at the window. Harry slid over and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his chest and resting his chin on top of her head.

“I know baby, I’m sorry...you can have a nice lay down on the plane okay?” Harry frowns softly as she nods, rubbing her back softly and pressing a kiss to her head.

He knew he’s never understand fully, but he would always try to make things a bit better.

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lollypopsx · 2 years

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Harry tries to get his revenge on Charleigh for her lyric prank…but it goes horribly wrong!!🤦‍♀️

As forever and always, credits to @damnasstyles for being my Harry!🤍

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lollypopsx · 2 years

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Bestie we need a very short something of Harry saying “oh for fuck sakes” because Charleigh took off on home when he turned around to get her diaper 😭😭

Bestie...right here

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"Right, Charleigh come on. Nappy change and pyjamas please" Harry called out whilst rummaging through the freshly washed pile of clothes, which he was still yet to put away, and grabbing his three-year-old some clean pyjamas.

Charleigh's eyes widened as she stood up wearing her new Jesse (from Toy Story...obviously bought by Liam) costume. "No Daddy no!" She stood up quickly and went to run out of the room but Harry was way too quick for his girl!

"Ah ah ah! Not so fast missy!"

He took her arm gently before she could run away and he laid her down on the floor, getting off her cowgirl hat, boots, jeans and t-shirt and getting her pyjamas ready to put on.

He turned to grab the nappy, groaning internally when he realised, he had left them in the bathroom. "Stay here Cherry" He sighs, getting up to head into the bathroom.

However, this was Charleigh's golden opportunity to freedom!

She jumped up as quickly as possible, passing the closed stair gate and the bathroom and running into Harry’s room. Harry was too busy singing to himself to hear the little footsteps run past him. He grabbed a nappy and headed back into Charleigh’s room, to find her...not where he left her.

Harry sighed deeply, closing his eyes and shaking his head. “Not again” He groans, poking his head out of the doorway, glancing towards the stairs and thanking God that it was definitely shut.

Now he just had to scower every room upstairs... “Oh for fucks sake” Harry mutters under his breath before trying to find his daughter. His eyes roam around the closest rooms, knowing she must have had only seconds to escape.

He wandered into his bedroom, knowing it would be the most likely place, his eyes roam into his wardrobe, the door cracked open gently and ten tiny toes wiggling as quiet giggles erupted from the wardrobe. Now Harry had an acquired taste in clothes, there was no doubt about it, but none of his clothes had wriggly toes and giggled.

He let out a deep sigh "Charleigh's run away? Well I guess I'll just have to go and eat the new cookies I bought since she won't put her nappy and pyjamas on" He exaggerates yet another sigh.

Charleigh’s eyes widened as a gasp left her mouth. Cookies without her?! No way Dad!

She quickly ran out and towards Harry stood at the door. “I’m here Daddy! I’m here!!” She calls out, her arms throwing up and making grabby hands. Harry faked another gasp “Goodness, I thought you’d ran away naked! Time for a nappy and pjs? We don’t want a messy Charleigh now do we.

“Cookies?” Her eyes light up happily, with the dimples prominent as she grins at the idea of cookies.

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ok so i know you've wrote about charleigh when she's sick but what about when she was real young, like two years old, and she doesn't quite understand what feels yucky in her? she just knows she's really tired and has a bit of a tummy ache. and usually she loves to play with the rest of 1D but this day she only wanted her daddy and cried when he wasn't holding her. harry didn't know what was wrong and started to worry. then after hours of her feeling this way, she just throws up all over him and harry makes a disgusting face. the 1D boys help him clean the sick up and after that, charleigh was fine. just needed to get it out of her system.

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Single Dad Harry x Sick Charleigh

Charleigh - Age 3, almost 4

Warnings: slight swearing, Charleigh being sick

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Harry had been strutting around stage during soundcheck, along with the rest of the 1D boys, and singing through their set list and song placements. Charleigh would usually be dancing around the stage with them, or sat with Lou and Paul in the audience. She was always happy and content just to watch them.

But today was different. Today, she was screaming and crying for Harry, trying to fight herself free from Paul’s lap and climb up the temporary stairs onto stage.

Immediately, Paul called for a break, although they were on a time crunch, they had never seen the almost four-year-old act this way. Her screams and cries were painful to hear and no one seemed to know what to do.

Harry’s eyes gazed down to the heart-breaking screams coming from the stairs as the music comes to a stop and he immediately rushes over. “Oh bug...Cherry baby, what’s wrong?” He frowns, picking her up and holding her close to his chest.

“Daddy!! Daddy hurts” She sobs into his chest, her fists gripping his shirt as he carried her down the steps, sitting at the edge of the stage. The boys followed, concern filling their veins and they watch Charleigh protectively.

“What does baby? Hm? Tell me what hurts?” Harry brushes her hair back slowly, feeling the burning sensation on her forehead and he winces slowly.

“My belly” She whimpers sadly, her small arms wrapping tightly around his neck, tear stains inked into her cheeks and her bright green eyes red and puffy.

“Shhh, it’s okay. You’re alright...shall we got and have a lay down?”

“Boys, I need you ready to carry on with soundcheck in 2 minutes!” A rushed shout is heard from the audience.

“Fuck” Harry muttered frustratedly. “Cherry, let’s go lay you down and Daddy can come and cuddle you later so you can-”

“No no no!!” Her tiny lungs scream out, holding onto Harry painfully tightly. “Daddy stay” She sobs heavily, he could feel her rapid heartbeat against his chest and he frowns, holding his index finger against the pulse on her neck and rocking her slowly. “M’not going bubby” He whispers calmly.

“Okay just carry on with soundcheck...I’ll sing it from here” He calls out to the team. There wasn’t much anyone could do about it, as inconvenient as it may be for some, Harry wasn’t going to let her go for anything.

Charleigh had seemed to find a position which wasn’t painful for her stomach while Harry continued as best as he could. She was cuddled into Harry’s chest, her head on his shoulder and her legs around his waist, she stayed comfortably that way until soundcheck was over. Charleigh was quiet apart from the gentle sniffles, until Harry carried her into the dressing room so he could get ready and eat something before the show.

“Come on bug, your tummy probably hurts because you didn’t eat your lunch. You need to eat something” Harry frowns as the tears, once again, began to spill down her cheeks once again and those painful cries escape her throat.

Harry could feel her clammy skin against his as he sits her up on his lap so she could get some air.

“Char, do you want to come and play with the football with us outside?” Liam comes over, stroking her hair gently, knowing that being outside often won in terms of calming her down. Usually, at this offer, her eyes would light up as if they were a diamond or she’d already be begging the boys to take her outside.

“Hey, doesn’t that sound like fun?!” Harry tried to give her an enthusiastic smile.

But today, she really wasn’t herself and she wasn’t letting go of Harry for love nor money. Her tears developed as she tightens her fists back onto Harry’s fresh shirt. Charleigh had been so hot and clammy that she had soaked his last t-shirt.

“Alright, alright” Harry hums softly, brushing her hair through his fingertips. “Shhh, c’mon now...calm down” He whispers, pulling a small plate of chicken nuggets and chips in front of her. He usually would give her something slightly healthier, but today, he just wanted to make sure she ate something, anything.

“Mmm look at these, can you have a nugget?” Harry hushes her gently. She whimpered sadly and uncomfortably as she sat on Harry’s knees and slowly reached for one, her skin was lighter than usual and her cheeks were flushed and sweaty. Her teeth nibbled against one of her favourite foods, but she just didn’t want it, whimpering every time she swallowed.

“Baby, point to Daddy where it hurts on you” He asks her soothingly. Her finger poked at the bottom of his belly with a snuffle. She had never felt this way before, her stomach was hurting and there was an unsettling feeling between her throat and her belly, but she didn’t understand it enough to express it with words, only by crying.

“Okay, can you eat some of your dinner please and I’ll get you some medicine?” Her whines grew and she moved closer into Harry. Harry frowned, picking her up and holding her to his chest before going over to his bag, taking out the cal-pol which he kept in there, just in case and pouring some onto the spoon, while holding her on his hip.

She took her medicine and continued to nibble at her dinner silently, but the tears still running down her cheeks. Harry wiped her tears sweetly and held her back close to his chest as he got ready for the show.

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“No Daddy stay!!” Charleigh’s screams flooded the dressing room, silencing the boys as Harry frowns. He didn’t want to leave. He wanted to make sure she was okay and take her back to the hotel to sleep. He wanted to hold her and make her feel better, but he had to be on stage in 3 minutes.

His only explanation was that she hadn’t eaten much today so her stomach was hurting, which would soon disappear after a nap or some food. But she was incredibly unsettled, and although Charleigh wasn’t easy to settle down sometimes, something about this just felt wrong to Harry.

“Baby c’mon. You need to go and lay here and have a little sleep so that Daddy can work. Then you’ll feel all better, I promise” He coos sadly, Charleigh’s sweaty palms clutched onto his cheeks and he gently blew cool air into her face, his minty breath was refreshing against her skin. “Shhhh” He whispers, rubbing her back slowly. “You’re going to stay here and be safe with Auntie Lou okay?” He muttered against her head.

Charleigh’s eyes were scared and heartbroken, as Paul swept Charleigh into his arms, causing a scream from her lungs at the loss of contact from her safety blanket, her Dad. “Boys. Stage. Now. We’re already late” Harry felt his blood boil as his daughter was suddenly taken from his arms, but he knew better than to argue in front of Charleigh. “I’m going to be back so quickly. You’ll be alright” He presses one more kiss to her hot forehead and rushes off to the stage.

The hopes that Charleigh would calm down and eventually tire herself out fizzled when they were three quarters of the way through the show, and the small girl hadn’t stopped crying throughout. She was uncomfortable and if she wasn’t screaming, she was whimpering. All she wanted was her Dad.

Harry wasn’t his usual energetic self either; he was tired and worried and he just wanted to be with his daughter to make sure she was okay and comfortable. But he got through the show as best as he could, hoping no one would notice. They were so close to the end of the show, and Harry couldn’t be more grateful for a show to finish. That was an extremely rare feeling, but when it came to Charleigh, nothing else mattered.

As the final song came to a close, the boys heard another voice on their in-ear monitors. “Harry, quick as you can to the back stage dressing room after the show please. That’s Harry back to the dressing room after de-micing. Thank you”

A panicked look sparked in Harry’s eyes and the lights went dim and the boys got ready to bow for their final goodbye, which they usually dragged on. “I have to go” Harry mutters nervously to the boys, as they nodded understandably. Harry took a bow as the fans screamed and blew kisses out as he ran off the stage, while the boys did their usual routine.

He gave his mic to the nearest stage manager, pulled his in-ear monitors out and ran as fast as he possibly could to the dressing room. All he could hear were the tired cried and screams from Charleigh. The cries that agonized him and made him feel a pit of discomfort in his core.

He rushed into the room and frowned at the sight before him. Charleigh was completely distraught, crying out for her Dad and her face looking so tired. Everyone in the room did.

Lou was sat stroking her hair with a frown, she had taken off Charleigh’s t-shirt and laid it out to dry from the sweat. “She’s not stopped crying H, she’s so hot too” She whispers.

“Daddy!” Charleigh’s cries were elevated yet so tired as she saw Harry come back. But Charleigh just didn’t want to move.

“Oh my baby” Harry swallows the lump in his throat and rushes over, picking her up to how he sat with her earlier during sound check. “Cherry you're so hot baby...” He presses a hand against her forehead, part of him wanted to peel her off of his sweaty body, just to stop her from getting hotter.

“I’m cold Daddy” She sobs, squeezing Harry’s skin under her tiny hands. His warmth brought her comfort, but her skin was so hot to the touch.

“Okay okay, we need to get you back to the hotel...” He hushes her slowly, her chin resting on his shoulder and her chest pressed to Harry’s. Her tiny chest was heaving rapidly against his and he could feel how fast her heart was beating. “Baby please...please calm down” Harry whispers, rubbing her back slowly in circles. Bad idea Harry. Bad idea.

The tears rapidly fell down her cheeks as she whimpered out, squeezing her fists into Harry’s skin, causing him to wince as she pulled her face back slowly. Harry watched as the colour drained from her face and her hands were shaking slowly.

Before Harry could process anything, Charleigh was sick all down herself and him. Her breath and tears getting stuck in this throat and while Harry himself wanted to heave, he had to help Charleigh. She had never been sick like this before and he could see the look of terror in her face as she stood in shock.

In that moment, the boys had walked in, pumped full of adrenaline and high off the buzz of performing, but that soon changed when they entered the room and saw the state of Harry and Charleigh.

“Oh Char” Louis frowns as they all head over. Harry half expected them to leave and gag with the stench, but for Charleigh, they really would do anything.

“Let’s get you to the bathroom” Harry frowns, standing her up slowly.

Niall went into the dressing room bathroom and flicked the shower on, turning the water to lukewarm and finding fresh towels.

Harry’s eyes shot up to Niall. “Are you kidding me?! I’m taking Charleigh in there. You can see she’s just been sick and she’s covered in it and you go in for a fucking shower?!”

Niall’s eyes shoot up in disbelief at Harry’s sudden outburst. “Harry, relax. I just turned it on so you can clean yourself and Charleigh up. That’s all” He raises his hands in surrender, calmly and wedges the bathroom door open for them. He was shocked, but he could understand. Harry’s eyes fell in guilt and shame. “I-I’m sorry I just-”

“Harry. Don’t worry about it” Niall interrupts him with a gentle smile.

Liam and Louis came over as Niall went over to Zayn, helping him clean up the floor.

“Here y’go trouble, drink some of this yeah?” Louis crouches down and handing a bottle of water to Charleigh, holding it still so that her trembling hands wouldn’t drop it. She sips slowly, her hand still squeezing Harry’s tight. “Slow Cherry, that’s it” Louis comforts her gently.

“H, get your shirt and jeans off, I’ll go and get you two some clean clothes for when you’ve cleaned her up” Liam says softly while Harry was trying to get Charleigh’s messy trousers off of her.

“But I need to clean the mess up...” Harry mutters softly quickly pulling off his shirt, holding a whimpering daughter to his chest.

“It’s okay, we’ve got it. You just get yourselves cleaned up” Liam pats his shoulder and takes the shirt from him. Harry stripped off his jeans and took Charleigh in to the bathroom. Liam bagged all their messy clothes and chucked them away, going into Harry’s bag and taking out Harry’s joggers and a white tee, and Charleigh’s pyjamas.

Charleigh’s cried has seemed to calm down more, although her breath still struggling in her chest from the shock. “Shhh, you’re okay now baby. Scared y’self there a bit didn’t you” He whispers, kneeling on the floor in front of the walk-in shower and standing Charleigh under the water.

She nodded shyly “I’m sorry Daddy” She choked out sadly as Harry’s fingers brushed through her hair, soaking her already damp brunette curls and washing her hair slowly.

“Baby, you never have to apologise, okay? Sometimes people are a little bit sick, and that’s okay. They can’t help it. But next time, if you think you might then try and tell me, yeah? Then I can help” He whispers gently.

He made sure to wash her hair calmly and gently, but also getting any mess out. He used her favourite smelling lush shower gel and wrapped a towel around her hair and body, keeping her warm.

“How are you feeling my baby?” Harry presses his hand to her forehead again, she felt so much cooler now than before. “Any better?”

She gives him a slow nod and buries her head into his neck “Tired” She whispers, her eyes were heavy and her skin was damp against Harry’s shoulder.

“I know darling” He carries her out of the bathroom and onto the sofa, “Uncle Liam can get your pyjamas on while Daddy showers and then we will go back to the hotel alright?” He kisses her cheek softly as she nods, tiredly being transferred to Liam.

Harry showered quickly and pulled on his fresh clothes. The boys had cleaned up the floor and sprayed the room to eliminate the smell, dried Charleigh off and put her into her pyjamas, coat and shoes and brushed her hair and she was sat ready and waiting to go, sipping slowly on a bottle of water as she waited for Harry to pack his stuff up.

Charleigh was in a tired daze, but she seemed to have perked up slightly. Her tired giggles filled the room as Louis and Zayn helped to lift her spirits.

“Come on bug, let’s get you to bed” Harry carries her on her hip as she buried her face back into his neck and her eyes flutter shut while they all walk the corridor and out to the cars.

“Boys I erm...just want to say thank you for helping out earlier. And I’m sorry for not being my usual self during the show...and for snapping at you Ni” Harry explains quietly. “I just...well I worry sometimes that I won't be able to...handle it and I really thought that you guys might just...well leave the room.” He sighs deeply.

He hadn’t had to deal with this yet, not with Charleigh at this age, and he didn’t want to do anything to make her feel worse.

“Hey we get it! It’s not easy, but we’re not just going to leave you to deal with it all on your own H” Louis pats Harry’s back gently as the boys agree.

“You’d do the same for us” Niall flashes a smile to Harry.

“We’re grabbing food before we head up to the hotel, you want us to bring you anything back?” Zayn asks as he climbs into one of the two cars.

“Please, I’m starving” He chuckles softly. “I’ll take the other car and meet you guys at the hotel. Need to get her to bed” He whispers softly as the boy's pile into the first car and Harry gets Charleigh into the car seat.

She had passed out as soon as they left the dressing room, bundled into her pyjamas and coat. She was tired and exhausted, but Harry was so glad that his littlest love felt better.

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