My step-father [h.s] || daddy kink

Chapter Sixteen

I didn't edit spelling/grammer so sorry if there's a lot of mistakes

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Chapter 16

I woke up the next day with a slight headache. Everything that happened yesterday flooded my thoughts causing my headache to worsen. I didn't want to think about Christina. Harry's reaction to her stealing him from me still had me nervous and annoyed. The only good thing that came out of yesterday was him telling me about London. I didn't even get my reward for sending him the snapchat. 

Glad I didn't have school today, I decided to stay in bed as long as possible. I wanted to go downstairs to talk about Harry and I's trip, but I didn't feel like getting up, so when there was a knock on my door at around 11 am I was forced to sit up in bed.

Before I could even tell the person to wait a minute so I could put pants on, they barged in. I had changed out of my pajama shorts somewhere through the night since I was overheating. My legs were covered with the sheets but it still felt weird only wearing underwear and a t shirt.

Harry's face appeared and walked towards my bed. He'd already seen my bare chest so I felt a little more comfortable around him if the sheets somehow ended up on the floor..

"Whats up?" I said and leaned my head on the headboard of my bed.

He scowled and sat on the end of my bed but turned to face me. "Do not 'what's up' me, Mary. Lets try that again."

I groaned, "Hi father! How are you on this fine morning." I faked a high voice and put on the biggest smile I could muster, but I didn't last long before I broke down in giggles. Harry didn't think it was funny though. "You're boring and old. You sound like my English teacher. Why do I even hang around with you." I rolled my eyes but regretted it immediately once he launched forward and grabbed my chin in his rough hand.

"Don't roll your eyes, angel." his breath fanned across my face, distracting me from his words.

I mumbled incoherently to which he rolled his eyes and let go of my chin. He was always so demanding and needy. I wondered what made him like this in the first place.

"Daddy." I mumbled, catching his full attention.

"Yes, sweetheart."

"I never got my reward." I whispered.

A smirk formed on his lips, "You will when were in London. I already talked to your mother, we will be leaving sooner then I thought." Harry explained. 

"When?" I asked.

"Tomorrow. So start packing."

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"Ashton can you stop." I whined as he threw clothes at me.

I had invited him over to help me pack but I soon regretted it. Harry wasn't too keen on Ashton coming over either. I wasn't sure why he hated Ashton so much.

"You're so lucky you get to miss school for this." Ashton sighed as he handed me a pair of black jeans.

"Well its an educational trip I guess. We're visiting colleges and Harry said that when we aren't visiting colleges I'll have to stay in the hotel room alone. He doesn't want me walking around the city alone." I rolled my eyes as I explained. 

"Sneak out." Ashton shrugged.

"Defiantly not. He'd find out and punis- and I'll regret it." I stumbled over my words.

Ashton's eyes narrowed, "Mary, you're not even 18 yet. He's in his 30's. This "relationship" your talking about is illegal."

"Ashton." I said in a warning tone, "Promise you wont tell anyone."

"I wont." he suddenly grew angry. "But you deserve better, Mary."

"Why do you keep saying that? What do you mean I deserve better? Harry treats me well other then when he gives me punis- other then when he doesn't.." I awkwardly shook my head. "Just please promise."

Ashton sighed, annoyed. "Fine. I fucking promise you meanie poo."

I let out a small chuckle and ran to kiss his cheek. "Thanks, dude." I pulled back to smile but saw that Ashton was flustered. His cheeks turned a slight shade of pink making me giggle as he cleared his throat and gave me a small smile.

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"You have everything? Harry you brought the heating pad right? I won't be there to listen to you complain when your back starts hurting so the heating pad is all you got." My mom stood in front of me and Harry as we waited with our suitcases by our car door. We were standing at the airport just like the first time I met Harry. He was so different then it was hard to even picture it. 

Harry scoffed, "I have Mary to complain to. And I'm sure she has other ways she can relieve my pain."

My mom only laughed but I stiffened, actually knowing what Harry was referring too. I glanced up at him as he shot me a smirk. 'Daddy can't wait to be alone for 4 days." he mouthed causing me to shift on my feet with excitement and nervousness. 

My mom was occupied with checking my suitcase to make sure I didn't forget anything but soon looked up at the both of us. "Did you call Ashton and Chrissy? Tell them goodbye before you leave." My mom said and I almost trembled. Should I call Chrissy? 

"Ashton and Christina came over today to help Mary pack." Harry saved me by telling my mother. I sighed in relief, not wanting to have to tell my mom that me and Christina weren't talking because she wanted to steal Harry from me (aka your husband). 

"Alright well have fun you too. Harry don't you dare lose my baby." My mom hugged us both.

"I wouldn't lose our baby." Harry locked eyes with me before we both pulled back.

"Off you go!" My mom said, pushing us towards the airports entrance.