good for daddy {h.s} • #wattys2017

county fair and visiting limitations (part three) || both

[I changed the name of this book to 'good for daddy', but it was 'my stella'. thankyou if you have continued to read this! <3]

harry's P.O.V

so, we were caught. I knew it would happen, just not so fast. I cannot believe how foolish and reckless I was.

"mother, harry just came in because I had a nightmare. he heard me crying," stella defends me, as I stood in only boxers at the foot of her bed.

"stella, you know we don't like boys in your room. especially teachers. I understand that harry was unaware of this, but you could have told him," mrs. grobella looked disappointed as she swapped glances between her daughter and I.

"look, mrs. grobella, nothing happened. I would never touch your daughter in any way other to comfort her. I promise." I almost retch at how smoothly lies flowed from my lips.

"okay, I believe you. but we're going to have to limit your visiting to day times only, for the sake of stella's innocence," mrs. grobella shot me a look, and I gave her a small understanding nod.

"but harry helps me, mum! he's nice, and no one else is," stella attempts to change her mother's mind, but I can see that it's set in stone. I am thankful that mr. grobella didn't catch us, because i would probably be in for a much harsher punishment. it's lucky I'm being let off as it is.

"don't worry about it, love. it's for the better," i face stella and give her a wink, hoping her mother remained oblivious.

"alright. well, thankyou anyway for your time, I'll just get my purse-"

"no, please, mrs. grobella, no payment is necessary. it seems as though I've caused more trouble than help."

"oh, don't be silly, I'll go get it now," mrs. grobella smiles, and leaves the room.

"I'm sorry about mother, she thinks you're going to ruin my innocent mind," stella rolls her eyes, smirking, as I try to suppress a grin.

"you should listen to your mother, she's a smart lady," I frown playfully as I mock scold her.

"don't be silly, I'm smarter," her cheeks tinge red as she grows excited at our banter.

"oh, baby, is that so?" I smirk as I step closer to her bed. as my knee bumps the edge, I hear footsteps returning to the room, and I quickly shuffle back.

"here you are, harry. thankyou for your help, I'll call you when I need you again?" mrs. grobella hands me £40, and I thank her.

"sounds brilliant, happy to help," I wink at stella and leave the room, heading for the front door.

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stella's P.O.V

harry styles. this man will be the death of me. I think he's still under the impression I'm innocent.

doesn't faze me, as long as he hangs around.

A/N: I stopped here because ive been writing this chapter forever and tbh I really need to move along with a new fresh chapter, no more part threes and shit ugh.

and I changed the name to good for daddy because I am bored with my stella and yes so

Here you go peoples