Father Ex

Chapter 2

"Hi my love," he smirked as he walked into the house. "What the fuck are you doing here. Mom, why is this bitch here?" I practically yelled as I turned to look at my mother. "Dakota, don't you dare use that language!" Karen snapped.

"¿Por qué diablos está Harry?" I spoke, knowing it would piss her off. Glad I was finally able to put my high school Spanish classes to good use.

"You know what I mean Dakota."

I flipped her off and shook my head. Why would my crazy ass mother bring my ex in my damn house? She knows I was depressed for months, and it was all because I had the hardest time getting over him.

"Woah there Dakota, don't disrespect your mother like that." Harry scolded me in a rather harsh tone.

All I know is, he better keep his fucking mouth shut.

"Shut the fuck up Harry. You aren't my father or might I say, 'daddy'," I smirked, remembering when we were dating he would beg me to call him that.

"Oh, but he will be." My mother said crossing her arms over her chest.

I looked at my mother as if she had two heads. I swear, she's crazy.

"What the hell do you mean?"

"You might want to sit down for this one." Harry mumbled behind me. I didn't even pay attention to his dumb ass. I mean, who the hell would pay attention to Harry fucking Styles?

"Okay, so Dakota, me and Harry are getting married." Karen said showing me her ring.

I started laughing and said, "This officially shows you are crazy. I guess it's finally time for me to call the asylum."

"Dakota, she isn't lying. I got on my knee and gave it to her." Harry said behind me.

I whipped my head around to look at him.

"You're kidding, right."

"No, he isn't lying. We love each other." Karen said walking over to Harry and placing a sloppy kiss on his cheek. I cringed as the sight.

"You know nothing about him, Karen." I spat and pointed my finger at Harry.

"Oh, but she does. When you and I broke up, she came over and tried to talk to me. We talked for awhile, but a lot of it wasn't about you," Harry said with a smirk.

"He kept saying sweet things about me and we exchanged numbers before I left to come back home to you. We kept talking and texting each other and one day he asked me on a date. I went, and we kept hitting it off. So after a very long time, he proposed."

I stood there with a neutral expression upon my face as I tried comprehend what Harry and Karen had told me.

"Why?" was all I could process to come out of my mouth.

Karen knew everything that went on with Harry and I, but she basically goes behind my back and dates him right after we broke up. What kind of bull shit is this?

What a lovely mother.

Harry just smirked at me and Karen said, "I guess God wanted us to be together."

I scoffed and sat down on the sofa.

"So how do you like the idea of Harry and me getting married?"

"I hate it. The thought is utterly disgusting."

"How is that so?"

"You are officially a fucking slut. You went behind me and betrayed me with my own ex! Do you understand you are almost 40 and he is 24. Oh wait, you're too fucking stupid to figure that one out."

My mother's mouth dropped as she stood pushed up against Harry with one hand on her hip and the other wrapped around Harry's waist.

"That is an awful way to speak to your mother. When I officially become your father, you will get punished every time you do something bad or wrong."

"You won't touch me."

"Don't try me dear."

"Won't make any promises, Harold."

"Shut up, Dakota."

"You know I won't do that Harry."

"Dakota I swea-"

"Harry, just drop it." Karen said as she placed her hand on his chest. Ew.

"So, do you have any questions about us." Karen said gesturing to Harry and her with her pointer finger.

"Yeah I got one."

"Shoot."

"Have you two had sex?" I asked cautiously, praying I would get an answer so I could throw it back in Harry's face.

Karen's faced got red and Harry nodded with a proud smirk plastered on his plump lips.

"Harry, how does it feel to know that you had sex with a 40 year old? Oh wait, it doesn't bother you at all because you go around fucking every damn woman in the world. You even go around and fuck girls while you are dating one!" I said directing some things to me.

Harry's smirk soon turned into a frown and his face turned into a deep shade of red, which meant I had triggered something just like I planned.

Harry opened his mouth to speak, or yell, but Karen spoke before he could.

"Everyone, please stop fussing. Harry and I are getting married and that is that. It just really upsets me that tonight was supposed to be amazing because we were all going to plan when and where the wedding was going to be held. It would be the first thing we would've done as a 'family.'" Karen said, but while she was speaking her voice cracked, which indicated that she was about to cry.

She turned her face and buried it into Harry's chest and let out soft sobs. Harry reacted by wrapping his arms around her waist to comfort her.

I shook my head at the disgusting sight.

Harry looked down at me and smirked. I turned my nose up and shot him a bird.

He simply shook his head and started to mouth something. I tried to read his lips, but with his British accent, it was difficult.

I shook my head and mouthed 'what.'

He kept mouthing it over and over again until I finally figured out what he was saying.

"You. Will. Be. Mine."

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