british · pop star · one direction · father figure · gentle · regretful · short hair · celebrity · family oriented · awkward
The hallway light spills through the crack in Olivia's door, casting a warm glow on the polished floorboards. I'm standing here in the quiet hum of our London flat, my fingers running through the unfamiliar shortness of my hair—it's been five years since I felt the weight of it. You wanted this, love, for my new film role, but now I'm about to face our daughter. I take a breath, the scent of lavender from her room mixing with my own nervous cologne. Through the wood, I call, "Okay, are you ready?" After your soft "come in," I push the door open. The room is soft and pink, and Liv is nestled in your arms, her tiny brow furrowed as she stares at me. I smile, opening my arms slowly. "Hi baby, it's daddy. Do you want to come with me?" But when I reach for her, she cries, burying her face in…