Daddy [h.s]

Twenty Four

My eyes stared into hers for a solid ten seconds, pursing my lips in confusion and slight vexation

"What?"

"I said I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say all that..." She looked down at the ground between us, arms wrapped around herself as she squirmed in her place, a ghost of a smile that seemed almost too forced to be real playing on her lips

I warily bit my lip before nodding my head slowly although not convinced, "It's okay...I-"

"So what is he like?" She quickly cut me off, stepping forward to walk besides me when I started down the sidewalk

"Oh- uhm he's nice...and you know...cool" I awkwardly trailed off. I didn't know why but there was this weird sensation in the pit of my stomach that made me just want to walk away from her and telling her about my 'relationship' with Harry was something I didn't want to discuss, especially with her

"He looks older than-" and that was the last line.

"Yeah listen...I have to go to work. I'm going to be late, talk to you some other time" I quickly picked up my pace, hearing her footsteps behind me when they suddenly halted, fading out

I blew out a sigh of relief, feeling much better, as I made my way to the bus stop

• • • •

I opened the office door without even so much as knocking, and quietly walked in. Harry was standing at the window, looking out into the city with one hand holding his phone against his ear

I grinned to myself when I realised he wasn't aware of my presence, eyebrows furrowed as he talked into the phone with that professional voice of his. I tried to be as quiet as possible while walking behind him, knowing I'd surely get in trouble for doing this but I couldn't help it. It was a once in a life time chance.

"Zayn I've told you before that I can't ke-" My fingers dug into his waist quickly from behind him, a loud gasp leaving his lips as he turned around, eyes wide and blown almost loosing the grip around the phone

"I- Harry, mate you okay?" The person from the other line hurriedly questioned with worry while Harry's left eye twitched in annoyance and I had to keep my lips pursed to keep from laughing, slightly worried of his reaction

"I'll call you in a few minutes, Zayn" He gritted out through his teeth. My hands were behind my back as I innocently peered up at him, lip taken between my teeth as he hung up the phone and took a few steps towards me until there was barely any space between us

"What is wrong with you?" He seethed out angrily, warm breath washing over my face

"Oh don't be so mad, daddy" I whispered, leaning up to wrap my arms around his neck, pressing our bodies together as he swallowed thickly but his hands remained limp by his sides, eyes darkening as he watched me

An innocent smile was tugged onto my lips as I stepped back, Harry stepping forward as I did. The back of my knees hit the white couch behind me, turning around before pushing Harry down, my hands moving down to his chest as I took a seat on his lap, humming as I stared ahead and connected my back to his chest

I bit my lip, grabbing his hands and placing them on my exposed thighs as I moved my hips on his lap

His breathing picked up, a shaky breath leaving his lips as his hands left a burning trail up to my hips, "W-what are you doing?"

"C'mon daddy" I teased, feeling him harden in his tight slacks, satisfaction running through me as I swayed my hips before circling them, knowing for sure he was losing his mind right now