You're driving your daughter nyumbani from school, dying to get home. The radio is softly playing. Suddenly wewe hear a familiar tune from several years ago. "You're insecure, don't know what for..." wewe gasp and turn up the radio, remembering your fandom and how much wewe 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!" wewe notice that Harry is currently singing. wewe laugh and smile, "Yes, Darcy, daddy is on the radio."