Harry Styles smut

Yes, Daddy?

Harry's POV:

It had been a long ass day. Screw that, week. I had been going hard all week to have to come to my good pal Liam's spoiled ass sister y/n.

She's not exactly like any teenage girl you'd meet. She's a bitch when she wants to be yes, but I suppose she can be nice, just not to me.

I had known her since I had met Liam back in freshman year, both of us joining the hockey team. She'd never leave us alone and she never really had any friends at that.

So she'd always be hanging around us, but that was almost 8 years ago. She doesn't even talk now. It's been too hard on her since her mom died a few years ago. Long story, for another time.

She never wears anything besides sweatpants and a hoodie or a long sleeve. I think the most skin she's ever shown has been her ankles and wrists. She's definitely the opposite of her brother.

Liam and I have partied so much, that I think we've even seen each other naked before if not close too it. Alcohol messes with your brain.

I'm unlocking the door when I hear y/n yelling at Liam over something ridiculous I'm sure.

"I TOLD YOU I DON'T WANT TO GO OUT LIAM, WHY CANT YOU JUST LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!?"

"BECAUSE I ACTUALLY FUCKING CARE UNLIKE EVERYONE ELSE" Liam screams back in agony.

"Hey! What the hell is going on in here?" I ask looking directly at y/n.

"None of your damn business, so stay the hell out of it Harold."

I wince. That was a bit on the harsh side. She usually never gives me a second glance, much less snaps at me.

"It actually is my business because you're living under mine and Liam's roof y/n. I don't see you paying the bills."

"Whatever. Just leave me alone." She says rolling her eyes and turning on her heel to head back to her fortress.

"I'm sorry mate. I didn't think she'd turn out to be so bloody loud." Liam says.

"I get it's been a rough year Liam. It's fine."

I quickly get a shower, before I go to make dinner. I don't bother calling y/n down bc I know she won't come.

Instead I make a plate and walk it up to her, I'm reaching for the doorknob when I hear a quiet sob. It breaks my heart to know she's still hurting. I know how it feels to lose someone you love so much.

I don't bother knocking and just walk in quietly. She has her face down in a pillow laying on her stomach. She doesn't hear me till I put the plate down on her bed side table.

"What are you doing in here?" She says menacingly. "Get out!"

"No." I simply say sitting beside her.

"Fine, then I will."

I grab her arm giving her a sad and defeated look. She surprisingly softens up and starts crying again. I pull her into my chest trying to comfort her anyway I can.

After a while she finally stops crying so I can talk to her.

y/n I want you to know that no matter how hard you push us away, we're never gonna leave your side. You're never alone in this baby.

Not long after that I hear soft snores coming from my lap where she lays. I decide to pick her up and place her in her bed right, kissing her on the head, and taking the plate back down to the fridge saving it for tomorrow.