Stepdad Styles

Chapter 9 (new update)

I was fuming with steam, my entire body seemed to be on fire with all the rage that pumped through my body. I will not drink this, I made the mistake once and I will never make the mistake again.

Maybe Kendall being at the door was my blessing, the moron left me with the drink... Alone.. Next to the sink..

I would just have a sip, to have the taste on my lips incase he were to kiss me, also that way I could feel atleast a bit groggy while I go through this horrible experience again. Only this time, it wouldn't be by accident, it would be for my daughter. My precious Lux.

My shaky hand wrapped fingers around the plastic cup and brought it to my lips, after a deep breath I took in a small chug of the nasty substance. Nearly spitting most of it out, I leaned over the sink and poured the rest down the drain.

There, Evidence gone.

The front door slammed shut, echoing loudly into the kitchen I stood in. I had to act fast, I crouched down and then fell back onto my @ss, keeping my legs bent and my head resting somewhat softly on the tiled floor.

Ryan's heavy footsteps thumped as he approached me, my eyes close and my thoughts on how to breathe slowly. His cold fingers taking hold of my wrists he began to drag me down the damn hallway.

--Harry--

"This can't be it." I sighed, feeling defeated as I looked up at a tall building. Could a fashion consultant make a living here? Doubt it, the ones I've been to were not located in tall buildings. Maybe the receptionist have me the wrong address on purpose, yeah that's probably what happened.

"C-can I get a picture? Please? I love One Direction!"

I looked around startled by the voice, she couldn't be more than 12 years old, her blonde curly hair a mess and her mother stood a few feet away. She looked like the younger version of her mother, and I would swear Lux could her her younger sister.

"Uhm. Yeah! Sure!" I smiled at her politely.

"Awesome!" She squealed. "Mom! Come here, take our picture. Please!" She waved her mother over towards us. Her mother silently walked over with a smirk on her lips, taking the girls phone and swiping it a few times.

"Let me tame my hair first!" She panicked, quickly running her hands through her hair and patting it down. I should make sure mines not stick out either, wouldn't want to look like I just rolled out of bed. "Your hair is fine Harry, you always look gorgeous, I mean.. Well." She gulped.

Earning a much deserved laugh from me she grinned widely. "I can't believe I made Harry Styles laugh." She held a hand up over her mouth.

"You're just so cute!" I told her playfully. "Like my daughter, you two have the same hair color. Exact." I looked down at her, imagining that Lux stood next to me, now aged 10 or so.

The camera light flashed, bringing me out of my little vision. "Just one more, please!" The girl begged.

"Alight." I agreed and sweeped her up off her feet into a bridal hold.

"Perfect!" Her mother grinned. "We need to get going Clare, we've taken too much time already, Miss Emily doesn't wait for just anyone."

Clare hopped effortlessly out of my grip and scooped up her phone from her mother, ignoring what she had just said.

"You wouldn't happen to be talking about Emily Sawnson? A fashion consultant?"

Clare's mother glanced me over before nodding her head slowly. "She's a snob, but if you get in on her good side she can be really sweet. If we don't go now, I'm sure she won't be sweet to us much longer. Now, Clare, we really need to go."