𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍

Okay so maybe I am obsessed with dad Harry? What about it?

...

Harry glares at his wife as she convinces their daughter Avie that bringing her boyfriend over to hang out was a great idea.

The grip on his guitar getting tighter and tighter as he listens to the conversation.

"It's a great idea Aves, I'd love to meet him and I'll make sure your dad is on his best behaviour, right Harry?" Y/N smirks, looking over to him, "What?" Harry asks.

"Avie wants to bring her boyfriend over" Y/N smiles, "I don't-" He starts, "You go call him Ave" Y/N nods, making her daughter rush upstairs to avoid any further interaction with her dad.

"No" Harry says immediately, "This is happening H" Y/N responds, resting her hands on her hips, "She's only fifteen!" Harry exclaims, putting his guitar on the ground beside her.

"So? I had my first boyfriend at fifteen? And you had yours at twelve" Y/N says, arching a brow at her husband, "That's different" Harry groans, "No it's not" Y/N smirks.

"It is though! Teenage boys are-" Harry starts, "Just don't" Y/N says, cringing before he even says it.

"Teenage boys are horny little twats that do anything they can to get into other teenage girls pants, trust me I was one once" Harry says, "Yeah but teenage boys have changed since then Harry, you never know maybe he's a good guy" Y/N tries to convince, "A likely story" Harry scoffs, folding his arms.

"He probably just wants to say he got laid by Harry and Y/N Styles' daughter" He says rolling his eyes.

"Hey, that's kinda rude H" Y/N says, "It's true though! Like imagine all the story's he could tell the press, and all the stuff he could brag about? 'Yeah dude I fucked two of the biggest stars on the planet's daughter!' I'm a damn singer and you're one of the most well-known models on the planet, teenagers love that kind of shit!" He complains.

"Are you suggesting that the only way a boy could be interested in our daughter is because of us?" Y/N asks, raising a brow, "No! Of course not-" He starts, "Listen Harry, this boy is coming over and you are going to get over yourself and you're going to treat both him and Avie with respect" Y/N chastises.

"But they're going to be in her room, like doing stuff" Harry grimaces, "I'm not letting them in her bedroom are you crazy? They're going to be in the living room and we're going to make ourselves scarce" Y/N insists.

"Fine" Harry huffs, picking up his guitar angrily, starting to strum it again.

...

"If you two do anything to embarrass me I will kill you both" Avie warns, "We'll be cool, I promise" Y/N smirks, "Dad?" Avie asks, eyeing her dad suspiciously, "Promise" Harry sighs, crossing his fingers behind his back because if this guy does anything wrong then Harry is very well not going to 'be cool'.

A knock sounds on the door and Avie's eyes widen while Y/N squeals to herself, Harry tenses he really does not like this idea.

"How long have you been going out with this guy again?" He asks quickly, "About six months" Avie says making Harry look at her with wide eyes, "You what?!" He snaps, Avie just sprints to the door and Y/N tries to calm Harry down.

"Chill out H" She sighs, "Six bloody months and she's never even mentioned him" Harry scoffs.

"Oh my god we let her get him at the door alone!" Harry realises and jumps up, stumbling out of the kitchen to the front door while Y/N groans.

"I want a three foot distance! Separate!" Harry yells as he stumbles into the hallway to see Avie talking to the boy.

He's got blonde hair and looks a lot like one of the people at Avie's birthday party a few months ago.