You're driving your daughter Главная from school, dying to get home. The radio is softly playing. Suddenly Ты hear a familiar tune from several years ago. "You're insecure, don't know what for..." Ты gasp and turn up the radio, remembering your fandom and how much Ты were a directioner. Tears start to swell up in your eyes. A small voice gasps and pipes up from the backseat, "Mommy, daddy's on the radio!" Ты notice that Harry is currently singing. Ты laugh and smile, "Yes, Darcy, daddy is on the radio."
