#DADDY

TWO

✨Harryn✨

I sat up from the couch as knocks came from the front door. Luckily my parents were gone and couldn't answer it before me, I was greated by the same hot boy that I've chosen to obsess over. He steps inside my house once I move away from the door.

"What's up gorgeous?" Harry smiles taking his lip between his teeth.

"What do you need Mr. Styles?" I ask seeming un interested in him.

He pins me up against the counter as he tries his hardest to hide his smile. A soft and quiet moan escape from my lips and feel his hips push up against me. He was so hot like this his soft blue eyes raked my body.

"Better do something Daddy. Before I get bored" I whisper in his ear, I bite the tip of his ear and I can his his breathing become shaky.

"Lauren!" A voice shouts.

I look back at Harry but he was no where to be seen.

"Lauren wake up!" The voice became even louder.

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I jolt up from my sleep as my dad shakes me me out of it. I cough a couple times at my surroundings, Fuck! Even my dreams get cock blocked!

"God Dad! Next time let me sleep!" I yell.

"You get enough sleep as it is! Get downstairs and eat you're dinner" He says before rushing off.

I yawn and stretch my back.

It was all a very very good dream.

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"Afternoon dear" My Mother chirps as I drop my book bag at the front door.

"Hey" I say grabbing a soda from the fridge.

She smiles wiping her hands on a paper towel. My mother was in love with cooking, we'd always get a amazing dish for dinner and I'd end up full after three plates.

"Oh! Before I forget to tell you" My Mom starts.

"You need to give that plate of cookies to Mr. Styles, he fixed you father car! Your Dad was so happy when his car didn't make that sound" She says handing me the plate of cookies.

"Now?" I ask with a loud groan.

"Yes! Cookies don't stay soft forever Lauren go! Then come back and wash up please" My Mother says pushing me out the door.

Ugh!

Of course I have to face him right now when I look like a donkeys butt. I reach Harry's house and knock harshly, it took a minute till the sweaty tattooed covered boy answered. His hair was was held back by a tied white tee, I suspected it was his shirt. But he looked better than sexy!

"My-My Mom made you some cookies. To thank you for fixing my Dad's car.." I say looking at every detail on his body.

He takes the plate and nods at me, he nudges his head for me to come in. I obligate him and stepped into his home, it hurts to know he has no one with him to love him or compliment his beauty and voice. He walks in front of me his back face towards me, his back muscles moved as he walked, his arms clenched as the cold breeze comes from the glass sliding door.

"You have a beautiful home, Harry" I compliment.

"Thank you" He says in response with a tiny smile.

"Were you working out?" I ask.

"Yeah just running on the treadmill" He answers.

He picks up his plastic water bottle taking a few sips from it, then setting it back down on the glass table. The way he stares make my knees weak and the way his British accent made his voice even deeper and hotter made goosebumps attack my skin.

"Hot" I softly say to make sure he doesn't hear me.

After a minute I make my way out and  back home. Once I close my door I breath heavily, I was heated by him, and I felt like my body would give up if he said anything else. Fuck his deep voice sends shivers through me.

My phone buzzes against my side and a grab it opening the messages from Harry.

Harry: upset you didn't stay.

Harry: It did look like you were just about to come if I said one more thing

Lauren: you wish

Harry: tell your mom the cookies are delicious

I set my phone on the table next to my unmade Kings bed. What if he did make me do that? I'd probably make him clean me up, and of course his tongue.

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"So how was your day?" My mom asked me.

All I can remember from today was the dream I had and the almost destroying of another pair of my underwear.

"Amazing....like really good" I say looking at my plate.

"That's good" My Mother smiles.

"Harry said he loved the cookies mom" I smile back at her. Her eyes lighted up, she always love when someone likes her food.

"How'd he tell you?" My overprotective father asked glaring at me.

"Well he tried calling Mom. To tell her, himself but she didn't answer so he called me to tell Mom the feedback" I say with a small smirk.

"Well I happy he liked them" My Mother says.

"I don't think he should be calling her, Or texting her. It seems very inappropriate" My father says his anger through his tone.

"I don't think it's inappropriate at all! It was one time Dear, it won't happen again" My Mother says calming my Dad down.

I smile at my mom and take my plate to the sink. I make my way to my room were I than plopped down on my bed. I struggled to stay awake so I just got under my covers and fell asleep.

END.

Omg I'm sorry that this chapter is short I really do wish it was (longer) no pun intended but I promise I'll have an extra long chapter next~~~~