Daddy |Z:M|

six

April 13th

Charlie's~

'Charlie?! What are you doing!?' My dad yelled at me as he saw Zayn between my legs. I sat up in shock covering my bare body. "D-Dad I.." I was speechless.

"Get out of my house, now!" He screamed. Tears dropped from my eyes repeatedly.

I looked at Zayn begging to stay at his house. He smirked backing up "nah, you fucked up your own life. Don't drag me into this" he left.

I gasped
sitting up. My clammy skin making the blanket stick to my body.

"Are you okay darling?" Zayn tiredly questioned from next to me. "Huh? Oh y-yeah. Just a bad dream" I sighed laying back down. He let out a tired moan before kissing the back of my shoulder.

"Sleep,darling"

*

My eyes fluttered open to the sound of drawers opening and closing. Glancing around I see Zayns back facing me. His butt on full display.

good morning" I giggled
He turned around in shock holding his boxers against his junk.

"You startled me" he stated. "But good morning" he smiled walking over to me placing a kiss on my lips. "You have a nice butt" I whispered. He smirked. Sitting up I swung my legs over the edge of the bed walking to the bathroom.

After brushing my teeth and throwing on one of Zayns button ups I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" I shook my head. "No thank you". "Don't you eat breakfast?" He asked as he seated himself in front of me. "Occasionally, I'm not a big breakfast person" shrugging it off he began eating his omelet.

I glanced down at my phone seeing I had a couple missed texts from Chris.

Chris: U up?

Chris: yo

Chris: u don't even sleep in. Txt me now

Texting him back letting him know that I was fine and awake I stood up. "Do you have granola?" I asked searching through his cabinets.

"Why're all your cabinets so high up?" I frowned. "They're not, you're just extremely short. The granola should be in the cabinet above the microwave" he teased.

"I can't reach that" I frowned staring up at the bag of granola mocking me from above. Zayn smirked walking towards me, my back pressing against the edge of the counter. His breath was hot against my neck.

I let out a shaky breath as he delicately brushed his lips against my soft spot.

"How tall are you?" He whispered ever so softly. "5'3" I gasped as his hands groped my ass as he let out a throaty groan making me whimper in pain. "So small, so..tight" he licked a strip from my collarbones to my jawline blowing over the wet patch. Making me moan.

He smirked. Grabbing the granola bag and handing it to me before sitting back down.

I stood their, flustered for a few seconds before opening up his fridge.

"Thought you weren't hungry?" He smirked. "Changed my mind" I shrugged. Looking back at him he was staring at my legs while biting his bottom lip.

I shyly looked away. "I can't anymore" he growled walking towards me immediately gripping the back of my thighs placing me onto the cold marble counter. I hissed but was quickly warmed up by Zayns hot lips.

My breath was shaky as Zayn trailed kisses down my neck. My heart down to the pit of my stomach. I threw my head back as a string of moans escaped my lips as he immediately sucked on a patch of skin.

"Oh, Zayn" his nails dug into my thighs.

"Daddy"

I breathed. "Good girl" he whispered. "What have we here" Zayn immediately pulled away as we looked at the doorway.

It was the same guy that was with Zayn at Starbucks when I first met him.

"Fuck" Zayn whispered trying to cover my half exposed chest and legs.

"How did you get in here?" Zayn snapped. "Mate we all know where your spare key is and you wouldn't answer my texts. Now I know why. Hey Charlie" the male smiled at me. "Um, hi" I whispered. "I'm Louis" he smiled. "Nice meeting you" I was so embarrassed.

"Wait for me in the living room. I'll be out in a minute" Louis walked out. "Make your breakfast and this is only a one time deal. Go eat it in my room and put on some pants" Zayn pat my bum as he helped me down making me jump slightly.

He kissed me once more before walking out. Making myself a little parfait with strawberries and blueberries I headed upstairs to Zayns big bed.

Grabbing his laptop I logged onto his Netflix account, to catch up on Greys Anatomy.