Call me Daddy |A.U| **EDITING!**

15.

I stayed quiet in my room, folding laundry like Daddy told me to do. I just couldn't stop thinking about baby James. What does Daddy mean, I would have a baby brother.

"Princess." Harry said knocking on the door.

"Yeah Daddy?" I asked looking at him.

"You have laundry again." He said and opened the door handing me the laundry and gasped at the sight.

"Why the hell is this room all dirty!" He yelled. "I just cleaned it yesterday!"

"S-Sorry , it will be cleaned!" I frowned and folded my laundry quickly.

"Good. Because if it is not cleaned. My princess, you will be punished." He smirked before leaving my room.

How the hell does he expect me to fold all this laundry and clean my room for an hour. Life struggles.

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It's finally been an hour and let's just say I threw stuff under my bed, not making it on time.

"Room cleaned, kitten?" Harry purred walking in nodding his head.

"Very good." He smirked kissing me softly.

He pulled away after and got on his hands and knees looking under the bed to find, shorts, jeans, and sweaters. I could 't do it all.

"Uhm what is this?" He asked pulling it out from under my bed.

"I-I just don't know how you think I could do all the laundry and room in a hour." I whispered.

"Well that's it. Clean the rest now. I'm still punishing you."

"W-What, why?" I asked, frantically.

"Because, you lied to Daddy. Now Daddy will be please to have you for desert." He smirked, before leaving my room.

"Fuck." I hissed under my breath.

What did I get my self into.

[A/N: Ok guys. This story is going to be rated R. So please putt he book out of your library, follow me and put it bacl in x The chapter will be up in a few hours so everyone can read this Author Note, before, so they get the chance to see what to do. x ]