knee socks and bubblegum

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+(please read the quite long Author's Note at the end. Thankyou x)+

he knew she would wait. he knew she was just as infatuated with him, as he was with her. she just had to wait for him.

and wait she did. until she was 18. exactly ten months later. she longed for the day he returned to her, she loved how he looked after her. her parents did a horrible job of it, but harry was always there.

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when he met her at the grocer's, he had no idea they would grow so close. although stella thought of harry as a best friend, and harry thought of bending stella over and slamming into her, they were extremely close.

just seeing those knee high socks and the bubblegum in her cute little mouth made harry weak. he imagined being with her for all time, him and his stella.

when she saw harry, stella immediately thought he was attractive. her mother would scold her, finding an obviously older man attractive was a sin. but she couldn't help it. with his tousled curls hanging in his forest green eyes, his tight jeans and his white t-shirt, he was unlike any other man stella had seen. he was gorgeous.

as harry paid for his fruits and vegetables, he made his way over to the young girl, seeing her cheeks redden as he neared.

how i'd love to see those cheeks hollowed-

"why hello, young lady," he mused, flashing stella a pearly white smile.

"hi," how her silky voice was music to his ears.

"what was your name, princess?"

"it's stella." stella. just her name alone got harry excited.

"stella," it rolled off his tongue so beautifully.

"what's yours, sir?" stella found some confidence, as harry smirked.

"my name is harry, harry styles, but you can call me daddy," he whispered in stella's ear.

the close proximity shocked stella, but she liked it. she nodded, making harry smile.

"okay, daddy," stella smirked, as harry sucked in a sharp breath at her voice.

"when can i see you again, kitten?" harry's nickname for stella made her lips curl upwards and her thighs clench together. she may have been innocent, but she could still be turned on.

"you should come to dinner tomorrow, a whole lot of my pap's friends are visiting. i'll tell him you are my teacher," she smiled sweetly, harry leaning in and kissing her cheek.

"i can teach you a lot of things," he whispered seductively in her ear. stella smiled, nodding innocently.

he pulled away, collecting stella's address and the time of the dinner party. stella shivered when harry placed a chaste kiss to her delicate hand, butterflies erupting in her small belly.

as harry left the store, he looked back at stella, his stella. she still stood in line, grasping her bananas and lemons like they would disappear any moment. she looked up at that moment and caught harry's eye, smiling. harry fled the grocer's before anyone could see his wide smile that the young girl had caused.

A/N (EDITED):

Some of you may remember reading this first chapter months ago, and I apologise if this is confusing. I'm going through, reading the story and editing things that make no fucking sense at all.

This chapter has been altered slightly, because I'm noticing plotholes and major frick-ups on my behalf. So, for the remainder of the story, Stella is 17, faking her whole 'innocent' act, and in ten months she's gonna be 18. If you're confused at all, please let me know! 

Thankyou for reading!

xx

-brych

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