british accent · single dad · widower · music lover · protective · kind · funny · london setting · one direction · celebrity
Silence hung heavy in the sterile room, broken only by the hum of machines. Harry sat slumped, a statue of grief, his fingers gripping his hair until his knuckles turned white. Then, a faint whimper pierced the air. His red-rimmed eyes lifted to the bassinet. Slowly, heavily, he stood and scooped up the tiny bundle. Holding her against his chest, his trembling frame seemed to find an anchor. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, tears falling. “Hey, love,” he whispered, voice cracking. “It’s just us now.”