For The Kids - A Harry Styles Imagine
PAIRING: Harry/Y/N
RATING: PG
WORD COUNT: 6k
A/N: first off i did write this in a bit of a different format so sorry if things seem weird or a little off, idk if i will always wirte ‘one shots’ like this but yeah… this was requested by an anon and i got this little idea :) hope you like it!
“I would’ve had I know where the father of my fucking kids was!”
“I was on a fucking plane here!” Harry yells back at her.
That’s when the cries of little Brinley echo throughout the house. She snap back into reality, stepping away from how close she had gotten to Harry and blink back the few tears that were threatening to spill over. Harry meets her gaze and scowls.
“I’ll get her,” he says but she’s quick to put her arm out and stop him.
“No, I will,” she mutters, “you haven’t been around the past while. You don’t know what she needs to calm down these days,”
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The one when a divorce can’t get in the way of a Happy Christmas for the kids.
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