DADDY // HS

14

Harry

Seeing that hickey really set me going. I am so pissed at her, its unbelievable. I need to teach that guy a lesson, messing with my girl isn't an option. But it felt so nice telling her I loved her because I do.

He needs to go back to his homeland, prick nation, Canada. She was asleep on my chest and I never wanted this to change. She was just... so perfect. She's everything I want and more and it was so nice to be with someone I truly love. I knew she was the one the first night she stayed over. God it was over me and I knew that. I knew how bad I fucked up when I picked her from the party but you know What? Fuck it. Don't care how old she is at this point. Her personality is different but I love different. She makes me smile, laugh and makes me feel wanted and like I have value. Her touch alone drives me mad. I love her so fucking much it hurts. She could hurt me over and over again and I wouldn't complain because I love her. I know it sounds toxic but, is it really?

Her soft skin upagisnt mine was such a contrast really. I had rough and not hands and her hands were cold and soft and dainty. This just feels right. In this moment feels right, like nothing could possibly go wrong and I know it's going to stay like this. I really want to invest all my him in her. Shes perfect and beautiful and and smart and calls me out on my bullshit. Oh god I love her. I love every ounce of her.

Her sleeping body stirred before she sat up and looked down at me. A lazy smile made its way to her face before she collapsed on my chest.

"Hi baby." She giggled against me.

"Hi Harry." I rolled us over as I looked down at her.

"I love you." She said making me smile.

"I love you." I repeated. Our lips brushing against each other's before she got up and headed down the stairs. I got a call from Bianca. Fuck me.

"What?" I barked into the phone. She sighed.
"Harry I'm stopping bye for the rest of my

things then I'm out." Thank God.

"Make it quick." I snapped and hung up. I don't have time for her bullshit.

I went down stairs knowing that that she devil would be here soon. I braced myself for the inevitable fight.

"Emma love." I said trying to maintain calm.
"Yeah?" I kissed her swiftly before the door opens.

"Don't hate me." Bianca walked through to the kitchen making Emma drop the dish into the sink.

"What the fuck is this?" Bianca took in Emma appearance and looked to me.

"Seriously Harry!" I rolled my eyes and pulled Bianca out side.

"So you're fucking her now? Couldn't wait till I left?" God I'm already super annoyed.

"Get your shit and leave. I don't have time for this." Bianca just scoffed.

"Oh please Harry! She's your rebound... or were you fucking her while we were married?" She knew she was right but I wasn't going to let her know that.

"Harry, babe, breakfast is ready." I shut my eyes. Bianca scoffed again.

"Babe!?" She pushed past me and I knew I was screwed. I couldn't say anything thay Emma would like.

"Why are you calling him this? Is he you're little boyfriend Now?" I swear to fucking god.

"Yeah." Emma said completely unaware of the hole she's digging.

"Do you love him?" Emma nodded. Oh fuck me.

"Harry, do you love her?" She knew what she was doing. I looked to Emma who waited for my answer.

"Well?" My eyes flickered to Bianca before dropping to the floor.

"You sick son of a bitch." Emma spat and ran up the stairs slamming the door. She didn't go into my room though. I can tell by the echo.

"Well played Harry. You will always be an asshole won't You?" She walked past me and up the stairs. I knew I had to talk to Emma so, I slowly made my way up and to the guest bedroom.

"Emma." I slowly opened the door to see her standing by the window.

"Baby-"

"Shut your fucking mouth Styles." Her words were cold and icy.

"Am I a joke to you or are you bored?" I sighed.

"I love you-"

"Then tell her that." I sat down on the bed and just waited for Bianca to leave but I really didn't want Bianca to lay one on Emma. Bianca grew up kickboxing.

"I fucking hate you." I earned that.