good for daddy {h.s} • #wattys2017

awkwardness and another party||both

A/N: well, I am trying to get some of the storyline back into this book. Chapter two or three isnt available on my phone, so I cant remember what I wrote on it. In the beginning, Stella was 16, Harry 23. I am officially making Stella 17, and Harry 21. Massive age gaps even make me feel uncomfortable, so this is a little smaller. Stella isnt as innocent as she seems, and Harry is as sweet as can be. If you have ANY questions about anything, please dont hesitate to ask. xx

harry's p.o.v

I have never felt so awkward. but I admit to using the situation to my advantage, popping out strange conversation starters to frustrate niall. jacob, his partner, was clearly uncomfortable.

"so, how long have you two been together?" I ask curiously.

"six months," niall frowns at me, and I hold back a smirk.

"ah, interesting. and I assume you're being safe?"

"harry! what the fųck! you walk in without knocking, and then have the nerve to ask us obscene questions like that? have you no censory? you're younger than me!" niall shouts, and I apologise.

"alright, well, I'm going to make some tea." I leave the room, heading for the kitchen.

I put the kettle on to boil, realising I don't know how jacob likes it. I shrug and come to the conclusion that he can drink it anyway. I hear muttering just as the kettle starts up its noise, and I round the corner without niall or jacob seeing me.

"niall, I don't know about this harry guy," jacob mumbles, and I roll my eyes.

"he's my cousin, he's fine."

"he's a bit forward, don't you agree?"

I storm into the room, making jacob but not niall jump.

"you think I'm forward?! have you even spoken to niall?" I shout, not in anger but amusement.

who does this guy think he is? okay, so I walked in on him and niall, but I am not forward. and so what if I am? it's none of his business how I present myself.

"haz, calm-"

"I am calm! this bozo's the one who isn't!" I cut niall short, almost snorting at the fact I used the word bozo.

"okay, enough. harry, you need to chill out with the uncomfortable questions and stuff. jacob, harry's my cousin. I love him and he is important to me-"

"alright niall, I'm into girls remember?"

"shut up! as I was saying, he matters and I'm sorry if you don't like him but I love the both of you, you both mean a lot to me. so please, please try and tolerate him?"

jacob nods and I roll my eyes again, earning a stern look from niall. I purse my lips and shake jacob's outstretched hand, entering the kitchen and finishing the tea.

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stella's p.o.v

"mother, I don't want to go." I try to bargain with mum, but she won't have it. I don't see why I need to go to this stupid dinner anyway, I'm sick of having to look like the perfect daughter of the perfect couple in the perfect neighbourhood all the time. I want to stay home and drink cheap wine, dancing to the plain white t's with a fancy dress on.

that's just a dream though, it can never happen till I'm of age. unless harry..

I must stop thinking about that man. he's in my head day in, day out, and I have no idea why. it's not a good thing, especially whenever I speak to my father I think of him.