One-shot Wonderland

Daddy's Best friend

We're taking a turn that I'm unfamiliar with, because I've never written a one-shot or book like this.

Layla has always had a crush on her dad's best friend Harry. She finally decides to do something about it after running into him at a club.

I sat in the banquet hall bored out of my mind. Mari (my best friend) was with her parents getting introduced to some hot boy and his family. My parents were talking to some of their associates and I didn't feel like socializing with them.

"Layla sweetheart come say hi" my dad calls me over. I get up and down the rest of the glass of wine I had, before making over to where they were standing. My eyes immediately landing on my dad's best-friend Harry Styles.

There he stood dressed in a black and white suit with his curly hair down to his shoulders. His bastard ex wife stood next to him clearly paying no attention to anything they were talking about. She really only comes to these events to keep an image, other than that she isn't around at all.

"Uncle Harry" I smile as he brings me into a hug. His cologne filled my nostrils and I couldn't get enough of his scent. The way his muscular chest lay flat on in my breasts made me heart jolt and other parts of me tingle.

"Layla, look at you. I swear the last time I saw you, you were about this tall" he exaggerates. Last time I saw him was about 16 years old and I wasn't anything to look at. I had bad acne, no type of body, and I was an ugly duckling. Other people look good with those things, but I was a different story.

"It wasn't that long ago" I laugh lightly.

He looks my body up and down, seemingly checking me out. His eyes start at my legs, slowly raking up to my hips, then from there to my cleavage, up to my lips, and finally my face again. I smirk a bit and he looks away knowing that I caught him.

One of the servers pass with a drink that had a cherry on it and I come up with a little seduction plan. I grab one of the drinks off the tray and bring the cherry to my lips. I suck on it a little before biting it off the stem. Harry's jaw clenches so I knew he was watching me. I then down my drink and turn to my father who just finished talking to one of his business partners.

"Daddy can I go to the club with Mari?" I ask batting my lashes so he can't so no.

"Of course sweetheart, just please be careful" he kisses my head and I smile.

"She's allowed to go clubbing?" Harry asks.

"She rarely does, but sometimes I allow it" my dad clarifies. I give him a hug, then turn to give Harry a hug.

"I'm grown now Harry, in all ways" I whisper in his ear and smile in satisfaction when his breath hitches.

"Have a good time" my mom gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"Bye" I wave, but mainly to Harry.

I quickly find Mari's parents and ask if it's okay that she comes with me. They say yes, then I go and find Mari. She was alone at a table like I was a while ago sipping on her glass of wine.

"Come on we're going clubbing" I grab her hand.

"Good, I was starting to fall asleep" she smiles and we head out the hall to my room upstairs. Once we get upstairs I head to my closet for a dress.

"Which one should I wear?" I ask holding up a long sleeve scandalous black dress and a short sleeve white dress, that's pretty cute.

"The black one obviously. Can I borrow a dress?" She asks.

"Of course, my closet is your closet" I open the doors and she walks in awe. She's definitely seen my closet before, but it's so big and spacious that even I can't believe it sometimes. My father insists on giving me the best he could. I would have been totally fine with just a regular closet. Same with my room it looks like a room fit for a queen.