| It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry... And forget to live.

Stats: One Daddy, One Papa, One Lost Girl, One Lost Boy, One furry barky thing, One shy turtle, One noisy bird, Two angry cats, and lots and lots of love.

Hiiiii. I'm Harry. 20 years young, 1/5 of One Direction. I'm still trying to figure out... well, everything. But for the meantime I know for sure that I'm I'm a father, and a husband; I'm kind of hopelessly in love with a pair of lost boys and an angelic lost girl. || AIM: damn.hazza

boywhowouldntgrowup:

But if you wanted, I could always go out to my match by myself. You could always get a sitter for Sophie and then you can have a day in bed. I don’t know, but I wish we had the ingenuity to make it happen.

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No way! I wouldn’t dream of that. I’m going with you, no matter what. What if you got hurt again? No. Absolutely not. Sophie and me will be right there on the sidelines cheering you on again. Promise.

It would be logical because doesn’t caffeine have to like go through your blood? Or did I hear that wrong? I don’t know what I’m saying really.

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  1. louispanlinson-blog reblogged this from ohdamnhazza and added:
    It was just a suggestion! Don’t want my star cheerleader to be put out for exhaustion as much as I love you both on the...
  2. ohdamnhazza reblogged this from louispanlinson-blog and added:
    No way! I wouldn’t dream of that. I’m going with you, no matter what. What if you got hurt again? No. Absolutely not....
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