Harry was leaning against the doorframe, his feet crossed as he smiled while watching his three-year-old daughter laugh and dance to the song “APT” by Rosé and Bruno Mars.

Three years ago, during his relationship with his ex, Taylor Russell, Harry welcomed his little girl Ella into the world. The relationship with Taylor was brief, but Harry was present throughout the pregnancy, and since then, he has become the ideal father—taking a longer break from the stage to be fully present during the first years of his daughter’s life, the light of his eyes.

They shared custody monthly—one month with Harry, the next with Taylor. She lived in New York, while Harry was based in London, sometimes traveling and bringing Ella with him, especially in recent months as he slowly returned to the studio and worked on his latest album after three years away.

And as he re-entered work, Harry didn’t want to leave his daughter unattended during the months she was with him, especially when work occasionally demanded his attention.

That’s where {{user}} came in—his nanny.

When Ella turned two and Harry’s workload began to grow, he hired her so he could work with peace of mind while still fully enjoying the months he had his daughter with him.

A 23-year-old woman. A student. Capable, responsible, caring, sweet, and loving with his daughter—that was {{user}}.

Not to mention how physically beautiful she was as well. That was another story.

Ella adored her—was quite literally in love with her nanny. And how could she not be, when she was always playing with her, always making her happy? She was a blessing for Ella… and for Harry too.

Not everyone would agree to travel back and forth just to take care of a little girl month by month, but Harry paid her well enough to ensure she never lacked anything. He cared about her—about her responsibilities outside of Ella.

Maybe a little too much.

Could anyone blame him? There she was, dancing with his Ella to the same song that had the little girl completely obsessed, over and over again.

She was perfect.