"I promise I will facetime with you every single day." Harry told Kayden while she cuddled into his lap. "And if you need me at all, just tell your dad and he will get me on the phone as soon as possible."

We were in the airport terminal waiting for his flight to board. Kayden has been crying all morning because she doesn't want Harry to leave. Thankfully, its already May. So when we explained to Kayden that we can go visit him in America in one month after school lets out, she brightened up a bit.

"Why can't I come with you now?" Kayden asked sadly.

"Princess, you have school." I told her.

"Dad." She looked at me seriously. "All I do in school is color and learn stuff I already know."

Harry and I chuckled. She had a point, but I still have work and she still needs to go to school.

"Even so, you have to wait until you're on summer break love." I said, trying to let her down easily.

She sighed but nodded her head in understanding. I could see that Harry was just as broken up about leaving as Kayden. Over the past week, he has spent every waking moment with her, and even slept on my couch a couple of nights so that he didn't have to waste time driving.

"Flight 821 to Los Angeles is now boarding. I repeat, flight 821 to Los Angeles is now boarding." The flight attendant announced over the intercom.

"Well that's my flight." Harry said sadly.

Kayden wrapped her arms around his neck as he stood up. I could hear soft sobs coming from where her head was buried in Harry's neck.

"Aw Kayds." Harry whispered. "Please don't cry baby."

She pulled her head away and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"I'm going to miss you Harry." She told him.

He placed her on the ground, and got down on his knees. I could see a tear fall and run down his cheek.

"I'm going to miss you too angel." He said. "I'm going to miss you every single day. More than you know. But its only one month right? And then you and daddy will come and visit me. Maybe we can even go to Disney World."

Her face lit up at the suggestion of Disney. "Oh Harry! Can we please?!"

He nodded. "You should be visiting over the time I'm in Florida, so I don't see why not."

She wrapped her arms around him and they squeezed each other tightly. When they pulled away, Kayden noticed the tears on Harry's face and she wiped them away with her sleeve.

"You can't cry either Harry." She told him and he let out a small laugh.

He kissed her forehead and stood up, exhaling a deep breath to keep himself from crying.

"Final boarding call for Flight 821 to Los Angeles." The flight attendant announced.

"I really need to go." Harry said, looking at the flight attendant and holding up one finger to signify one more minute. Even I was trying not to cry, though I reasoned it with seeing Kayden so upset. "Come here." He told me.

I walked towards him and he wrapped his arms around me in a tight embrace. I could feel his cheek resting against my head.

"Please make sure she is okay Lou." He whispered.

"I always do." I replied.

I felt him place a light kiss to the top of my head, the same way he did last week at his house, and then he backed away. He bent down to give Kayden one last hug and kiss on the forehead.

"I'll call you when I land." He told me. I nodded.

"Bye princess." He said to Kayden.

"Bye Harry." She said sadly. We watched as he handed his ticket to the flight attendant. When he was about to walk to the plane, Kayden yelled. "HARRY WAIT!"

He turned around and looked at her. Kayden ran towards him and jumped into his arms. He caught her with ease while I was still walking towards them. I knew I would have to take her from him so he could leave. She hugged him for a second and then whispered something neither of us expected.

"I'm really happy you're my father."

I watched as Harry looked at me as his tears started falling faster. I couldn't hold back anymore, and tears spilled from my eyes as well.

"I love you so much Kayden." He whispered to her. He kissed her forehead one last time as he handed her to me and she tucked her head into my neck, sobbing softly.

He waved goodbye to me and walked onto the plane.

"It will be okay baby." I whispered to K. "We will be getting on a plane to visit him before you know it."

I could feel her nod, but I knew she wasn't going to be herself for a few days.

A week later, I was cleaning my car. Kayden was in the backseat playing with a couple of toys when I heard her whine. I looked through the window and into the back seat to see her holding a piece of paper and sobbing softly. I immediately opened the door and reached for her.

"Kayds, what's wrong?!" I asked in a panic.

"HARRY'S PICTURE! I NEVER GAVE IT TO HIM!" She sobbed.

I looked in her hand and noticed it was the picture she had made for him before the first time we went to his house.

"Where did you find that?" I asked her.

"I dropped a toy on the floor and it fell under the seat. I went to get it and the picture was under there too!" She was clearly broken up about this.

"Aw princess. It's okay. How about this, I will find out what address I can mail it to, and we will mail it to Harry. Would that make you happy?" I suggested.

She nodded and gave me a small smile. "Thank you Daddy."

"Anything for you darling."

Harry has been gone for three weeks and he has kept his promise. He has facetimed Kayden every night until she needed to go to sleep, despite the time difference. There were a few incidents where she cried for him and told me to get him on the phone. Every time that happened, I was able to get in touch with him and he calmed her down immediately.

After Kayden found the picture under the seat of my car, we mailed it to Harry. He received it and told her that it is hanging right next to his bed on his tour bus. That made her happy and she promised him she would draw him more and bring them with us when we come to visit. Harry had later admitted to me that he cried when he first saw it. It was a simple drawing of Kayden and Harry holding hands, but underneath of it she had her teacher write "Best Friends" and put hearts all around it. Harry said it makes him feel special knowing that she drew it before she knew about him being her father.

Right now, Kayden is facetiming with Harry, while I start to pack for our trip to America. We leave next week and it would be easier to pack if I knew how long we were staying for. Harry tried to get me to agree to staying the rest of the tour, which is two months long. I tried telling him that I couldn't take off work for that long, to which he said he would pay me double my salary. I rolled my eyes and told him we would play it by ear.

"Daddy!" Kayden came running in with my phone. "Harry said we get to go to Disney World for a week!" she said excitedly.

"Oh did he now?" I asked while grabbing the phone. "You don't have any concerts?" I asked him.

"Well I do." He said. "But only two nights, and they're after dinner time so I can just go and then come back after. You don't even have to come if you don't want to."

I nodded as Kayden took the phone back from me. "You're the best Harry!" She told him sweetly as she walked back to her room to talk to him more.

I tried to give them their own space when he calls. He isn't able to be here building their relationship by playing, but they make up for it by spending at least an hour a day facetiming. It makes me glad to see that he still wants to be in her life, even though he is on tour. A part of me was afraid he would get wrapped up in everything and Kayden would get put on the back burner. He definitely proved me wrong. If anything, he is more attached to her now since being away.

I went into Kayden's room a short while later to find her cuddled up in her bed with the phone resting against the wall. Harry was playing a lullaby on the guitar and singing to her softly. He was really making it hard for me to resist falling for him when he was doing such adorable things for the most important person in my life.

I walked over and kissed her forehead.

"It's time to go to sleep princess." I told her.

"Okay Daddy. Goodnight Harry." She said tiredly.

"Goodnight Kayds. I'll talk to you tomorrow." He replied.

She nodded and I took the phone, telling Harry 'one minute' while I shut her door and walked back to my room.

"Just one more week." I told him. "Are you excited?"

"More than you can even imagine." He said with a smile. "I miss her so much it physically hurts me."

I smiled and then remembered something. "Oh. My mom is watching Kayden tomorrow night, so you will have to call her phone or Lottie's to facetime. I'll text you their numbers."

Harry had met my mom a few days before he left to go on tour. With his constant charm and my mom being a genuine sweetheart, they immediately hit it off. After he had left, she told me that she was glad Harry is Kayden's father because you could see the love he has for her written all over his face.

"Okay." He said simply. "Got plans?"

I nodded. "Yeah... um." I wondered if I should even tell him. "Someone from work asked me out to dinner."

"Oh." He sounded down. "So it's like... a date?"

I looked down and blushed, nodding again. "Yeah, I guess it is."

He smiled, but you could tell it was fake. "Well I hope it goes well." He said.

"Thanks." I replied. "Me too."

We talked about what the plans are for when Kayden and I get there, like where we are staying and who is picking us up from the airport. He had laughed at me when I asked if he would be there and told me that was a stupid question. He really wanted to see K at the soonest possible moment he could. It made me feel things that I didn't want to deal with at the moment, so I mentally pushed them aside. Eventually, he had to get ready for his concert and we got off the phone. I managed to finish packing and put our suitcases in my walk-in closet for the time being.

I went into Kayden's room to check on her. She was sleeping soundly, holding on to the bear that Harry got her. The first few days were really rough, but I could tell now how excited she was getting to go see him next week. I know she is going to make it through this, and their relationship as father and daughter will only be stronger because of it.