Sugar Daddy (Harry Styles)

Part 11

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Valentines day is such a weird holiday to me, I've never understood why it was even a holiday. Not to mention I'm always alone on this day.

"He really hasn't asked to dinner, a movie, anything?" Ava asked, going through a dresses on the rake.

"Nope."

"Has he said anything since he pretty much told you, he loved you?"

"He didn't tell me he loved me,"I said pulling a black shirt off the rake, to see it better. "He told me he had love for me, not that he was in love with me."

Ava mumbled something under her breath, but I just tuned her out. My mind has been all over the place lately, but Harry's words keep replaying in my head.

"Are you even listening to me?" Ava asked placing hand on her hips.

"Of course I am,"

"Than give me your phone." She demented holding her hand out, wiggling her fingers impatiently. I debated in my head weather or not I was gonna give it to her, but decided to hand it over, I didn't feel like getting her mad.

"Hmm," was all she said, scrolling through something. "Hello Harry?" She asked, making me stop in my tracks.

"Hey, Ava?" Harry asked, he didn't sound like his normal self.

"Ya! Why the hell have you not ask Jade out for valentines?"

"Ava, you got to be kiddi-" but she put her hand up, giving me the "shut up" face.

"I was gonna ask her out to dinner, but I became ill with tonsillitis."

"Tonsillitis?" She asked not convinced. "Aren't you like 40, why the hell do you still have your tonsils?"

"Ava, do you have to be so rude?" I carelessly ask, grabbing my phone from her hand. "I'm really sorry about her, she's been having a bad week."

"It's fine" he chucked "I was gonna ask you to dinner, but I don't wanna get you sick too."

"I got my tonsils removed when I was 13, so if u want I can come over with some chicken soup, make you feel better." I bit my lip, hoping I wasn't gonna spend another valentines alone.

"If you want, that actually sounds nice."

"Ok, see you soon." I said hanging up, I turned around to come face to face with a woeful Ava. "What?"

"You're literally wrapped around his finger," she huffed walking past me.

"Why do you care?" I sneered, finally having enough of her attitude.

"Because I was there for you when Jack did what he did! And now I'm watching you fall for this guy, just like you did with Jack."

"Harry and Jack are two completely different people, and we both know this isn't about Harry it's about Logan." She just rolled her eyes, heading for the exit of the store.

"Why are we even fighting right now?" I asked, trying to catch up to her.

"I don't even know. I'm just so annoyed with Logan, I'm sorry I've been taking it out on
you." I gave her a small smile, putting my arm around her.

"I'll drop you off at Harry's, after we pick up some soup for big baby." She laughed,leading us to the food court.

I brought Harry a bowl of the best chicken soup, hoping I didn't spill it as I got into car. Knowing my luck this will end up all over my by the end of the car ride.

"Have fun playing mommy,to your sugar daddy." She chuckled, pulling into Harry's drive way.

"Oh hahah, you're so funny!" I sneered, closing the car door behind me. I debated if I should knock on the door, but glad I didn't when I find harry fast asleep on his couch. He looks so peaceful, cuddled up to his couch, mouth parted slightly little snores escaping.

I coved harry with a blanket, and left to put the soup in the fridge.

"Hey, when did you get here?" Harry asked putting his arms around me, from behind.

"Holy shit! Don't don't do that" I gasp, placing my hand over my racing heart.

"Sorry." He chucked letting his hot breath hit my neck, causing my breath hitch in my throat.

"I just got here." I answered pulling away from his grasp

"Happy valentines" he smile, his voice was raspier than normal, you could definitely tell he was sick.

"How are you feeling?" I asked pouring his soup into a bowl.

"Mmm, better now."

"Can I ask you something?" I mumbled tapping my fingers on the countered.

"You just did." He smirked, clearly amused with himself. I just ignore him continuing,

"What did you mean the other day, when you say you felt love when you look at me?" He just looked at me smiling, I could tell he was thinking of the right thing to say.

"When I'm with you I feel like a little school girl, I feel peachful, wanted, I feel love." He said taking a step closer to me, as each word left his lips.

"I make you feel like a girl?" I questioned laughing, lazily draping my arms around his waist.

"You ruin everything, you know that?" He joked placing his forehead on mine. I only smile, pressing my lips against his wet ones.

Every kiss I share with Harry, gets better, more passion. I moved my hands from his waist to his neck, pulling him closer. Only to have him pull away,

"We can't do this." He breathless whispered, hurt washed over my face pulling my arms to my side.

"No. Not like that." He said back tracking, "if I could I would take you right in the kitchen, but you deserve way better, and I'm afraid I'll get you sick."

I nod, ignore his kitchen comment.

"Eat your soup, and than we can watch movie all night." I demanded with a smile, handing him the soup.

"Yes mom," was all he said taking the bowl from me.

Annoying as harry is when he's sick, this was the best valentines ever.

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//an//
I super sorry this suck I've been really busy but I promise the next chapter will be better.