Dakota's POV
"Margot please don't run!" I shout seeing my cousin run to the top of the stairs.
She and Harry have been hanging out for the past hours.
"I'll get her." Harry gives me a kiss on the cheek before chasing her up the stairs.
"He's quite a charmer isn't he?" Dorota, my personal maid chimes in.
"Yeah he is." a smile forms on my lips.
"Should I start preparing dinner, Ms. Dakota?" She asks.
"Yes please. Margot's going to need all the food she'll be eating later." I reply.
She nods and walks away.
I run up the stairs and head to my bedroom where I can hear Margot's laughter.
I open the door to see Harry with a handkerchief around his neck as if it's a bib and Margot has her toy scissors.
"What are you guys doing?" I ask.
"I'm cutting George's hair." Margot answers.
"Really? Make sure to cut all of his hair, Margie." I giggle.
I stand in front of Harry who is smiling up at me.
"What?" I laugh.
"Come 'ere." He pulls me to his lap.
We stare into each other's eyes and he leans in to kiss me.
"Dakota! I'm trying to cut his hair!" Margot grumbles.
"Right. I'm sorry, I'll be the one to move this time." I giggle as I give Harry another kiss.
"I love you." I whisper against the kiss.
"I love you more." His dimples appear the moment we pull away from the kiss.
"Dakota! Stop kissing my boyfriend!" Margot begins to cry.
I jump from Harry's lap to comfort my now-crying cousin.
"No no no! I'm sorry Margie! He's your boyfriend." I caress my cousin's soft brunette curls.
"George!" She puts her arms wide enough and asks Harry to hold her.
Harry carries her and rocks her gently.
"See? He likes you, Margot." Harry smiles at me.
I kiss Margot's cheek as she tries to wipe away her tears.
"I'm hungwy, George! feed me." She pouts.
"Dorota's preparing dinner. Eat with us." I tell Harry.
Harry's free arm holds me by the waist and travels down to my butt and he squeezes them lightly.
"You perve!" I giggle.
He gives me a wink.
"I want ice cream, George." Margot tells Harry.
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"Mr. Styles, you have visitors." Dorota walks inside the dining room.
"That must be the boys." Harry states.
All four of the boys enter with complete fascination written all over their faces.
"Dakota! I want him!" Margot points to Niall.
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The President's Daughter (A Harry Styles Fan fiction)
Fanfiction"I want you to date my daughter. The catch is, I will endorse your music group here in the States to help in expanding your fan club and other necessities." President Burke states. "Deal."
