DaddyDomH (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 18

He loves me. He fucking loves me! He said it! Can life get any better than this?

I've been dancing around this house for an hour just smiling. I remember thinking that love was just something I wouldn't get besides him caring for me. This was one thing I was happy to be proven wrong about. Life was great!

My phone rang and I turned the music down hurrying to it. I smiled seeing the picture of us appear. "Hey" I said going to the couch to sit down. "Hey princess, how are you?" I smiled hard "I'm doing great what about you?" "Amazing. Just wanted to call and check up on you. I've been thinking about you all day" he said and I smiled even harder. My face was hurting now.

I love this feeling!!!

"Really?" "Yes love and I wanted to let you know I really appreciate what you did last night. I know that was so far from your comfort zone and-" "Don't worry about it. I'm fine. It was a bit weird but i'm fine" "Are you sure?" "Yeah. It wasn't that serious. I would do anything for you, you know that" I whispered looking down to mess with a string from the pillow on the couch.

It was true though. As much as it seem crazy and scared me, I was pretty sure I would do anything for this guy. Just to see that beautiful dimpled smiled.

"Well, be naked waiting for me at 4:30" he joked and I laughed nodding "Done" I stated as the doorbell rung and I froze confused.

"Was that the doorbell?" He asked sounding confused too. "Yeah..." I said getting up and heading over to the door. Maybe it was Heather, she always forgot her key here I thought as I opened the door. My face went straight as I saw Zayn standing there smiling.

"It's Zayn" I whispered into the phone. "What is he doing there?" He demanded and I shrugged looking up to him. "What do you want?" I asked as he stepped into the house passing me. I rolled my eyes closing the door watching him. "I came for the keys" he stated then looked me over licking his lips and I gave him a disgusted look.

"He's looking for keys -" "The playroom keys" he corrected still watching me as Harry's breathing was hard in the phone. "Fucker.... Go into my room and look under the lamp on the dresser" he said and I hurried to the room looking under the lamp finding a key. Once I turned Zayn was right in front of me making me jump a bit.

"Got it?" "Y-yeah" I stuttered passing the key to him quickly. He took it smiling "Thank you love" he whispered and I looked away moving as far away as I could. Which was into the dresser. He laughed walking out of the room as I stood there still holding the phone tightly. "Did he leave?" Harry demanded and I waited till I heard the door close. "Yeah"

"Sneaky bastard. I'll be home in a little bit love don't worry" "Okay. I'll see you then. Naked" I smiled and he chuckled. "Can't wait princess. Bye" "Bye" I said then hung up walking out of the room.

I jumped seeing Zayn leaning on the wall right next to the door laughing. "Waiting for him when he gets home naked huh?" he joked and I rolled "Get out" I snapped. "Why are you so upset love? Because you and I both know you're stupid for still doing this? I'm just trying to help you -" "I don't need your help" "Why not. What has you so sure now? When I saw you at the restaurant, it looked like I hit a nerve" "He loves me" I stated proudly and he busted out laughing even harder pissing me off.

"He told you that?" I nodded. "Let me guess it was during sex?" I stayed silent. Why did the matter? He still said it to me. Not Heather, me.

"That doesn't count, not when you're about to cum. Everyone knows that guys say the craziest things at that moment"

"Get out!" I screamed not wanting to hear this. He stepped closer and I backed up till I hit a wall. He looked down at me as he touched my hands gently. I pulled away he grabbed him up roughly holding them over my head.

"I'm going to-" "Why won't you accept it? He doesn't love you, he's using you like he's done to other girls. Trust me I know" "Fuck you" I said still trying to get loose. "When and where?" He joked laughing as he pulled something out of his back pocket and sliding it into mine.

"You deserve someone better than that. Someone you don't have to share and fight for attention. Someone who will give that to you without expecting something back. Me" His hands slowly went up my back as a shiver follow making me move even more now. He was lying. Harry wouldn't do that to me, he loves me he said it himself. Right?

"Why do you keep hurting yourself -" "Why can't you just leave" I spat glaring at him. "Because I don't have what I want" Both of our heads shot to the door opening revealing Heather.

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"What the fuck do you mean don't tell Harry?" She demanded walking in the kitchen as I followed nervous. "Because, I don't want to start something" "Zayn started something coming in here -" I shook my head. "I think he gets the message now after you cursed him out telling him to leave"

"He should have got that fucking message when Harry told him to stay away from you before" she snapped grabbing a water. I sighed agreeing. Zayn was crossing the line but I wasn't sure if I was pissed or grateful he came. Which was weird.

What if he was right? What if I was being used? What if Zayn wasn't the bad guy? Okay he was an asshole but what if he actually was trying to help a little. Ever since he said it has been swarming my mind and I do fear that he is right.

"Hey you okay?" I looked at her as she walked over to me. "Did he touch you or something?" She asked and I instantly shook my head. "I'm fine, I just don't want to start something or make something bigger than it already is" I explained.

"You're not love don't worry about it. Zayn deserves everything he's going to get. Dickhead" she muttered. "Just tell Harry what happen" she stated simply. "Nothing happened" "He had you against the wall. You look like you're about to cry" I shook my head walking out of the kitchen. I did want to cry because I felt stupid.

"Either you tell him or I will" I froze as the anger started building up inside of me. "It's none of your business I snapped then continued to walk. "Harry made it my business. I'm supposed to look after you when he's -" "I don't need someone to look after me Heather. I am not some little kid that needs supervision. I can handle myself thank you, so you can leave"

"I'm still going to tell him" Of course she was going to tell him and I knew she would tell him how I tried to persuade her not to say anything. I was gonna look like the bad guy and I was gonna look like I was hiding something. That's was pissing me off even more. Heather always wanted to look better to him. Maybe this was what she was trying to do all along. Wait for me to fuck up so Harry can rethink this relationship we had.

"Yeah go ahead and fucking tell him. You were going to tell him anyway even if I asked you not to. But what do you get out of it? A pat on the fucking head as he says good girl?" I roared and she looked at me shocked.

"Excuse me?" "You heard me. You're always ready to tell him something to make yourself look like the good princess while I look like the problem one" " Whoa. You need to calm do -" "You need to stop acting like you're better than me. You're not. Not even close" I growled as she looked at me like I hurt her feelings. I didn't care though, she finally gave me a reason to be rude to her. And damn it felt good to let it out.

"As much as you think telling on me and trying to be this perfect princess for him is working, it's not! You'll still be looked at as a fuck toy. Like me" I stated whispering the last part shaking. She shook her head "That's not even why I want to tell him -"

"Tell me what?"