Daddy [h.s]

Eight

I walked to where my dresser was, slowly pulling the top drawer out. My brows furrowed in confusion as I went through my undergarments, feeling as if something was missing from there.

Shaking off the emotion, I rummaged through the underwear to find the object I was looking for. As my hand grazed it, I clutched it tightly and took it out

The black screen of the phone greeted me, slowly pressing the lock button I saw mother do to her own phone, many times to turn it on

The apple sign met my sight for a couple seconds before the home screen showed up, at least five texts from Harry popping up

I was quite perplexed on how to use it, since this was the first time I had even ventured to, ever since I had gotten it. Harry, being the persistent man he is, forcing me to give him my number and use the phone

I swiped my thumb across the phone before scrolling through the texts he sent me, which were almost ten hours ago

From; Mr. Styles
11:21 PM

Delaney, I hope you're using your phone

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From; Mr. Styles
11:25 PM

Reply.

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From; Mr. Styles
11:30 PM

What are you doing?

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From; Mr. Styles
11:37 PM

I need you

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From; Mr. Styles
11:50 PM

I'm so hard, baby girl

My brows furrowed at the last one before replying back to him

To; Mr. Styles
10:16 AM

Hard?

Just as I was going to put the phone down, thinking it might take him at least an hour to reply, I was surprised by the ding I received almost immediately

From; Mr. Styles
10:17 AM

I'm in my office, and it doesn't help that my cock is hard, thinking of the many things I could do to you

My eyes widened at his blunt confession and profanity. I breathed in sharply before letting my fingers tap across the screen, it much easier than it looked

To; Mr. Styles
10:18 AM

Oh

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From; Mr. Styles
10:19 AM

I'm really glad you're using your phone and listened to me. Now, I want you to be a good girl and be at my house at 3

I whimpered at that, knowing how my mother was downstairs and the fact that I had no study sessions today, would seem surely suspicious

To; Mr. Styles
10:22 AM

No

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From; Mr. Styles
10:23 AM

No?

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To; Mr. Styles
10:24 AM

Yes, no. I have no study sessions and my mother is at home

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From; Mr. Styles
10:27 AM

You have 5 hours, think of something. I'm expecting you to be there at 3 sharp. Key is in the plant pot besides the mat.

I breathed out harshly, biting my lip as I put my phone away securely in my pocket, before I slowly ambled to my door and opened it, walking downstairs

I swallowed the lump down my throat, and with tremulous legs, dawdled to mother who was sitting on the sofa, leg across the other as she held a book in one hand, the other occupied with a cup of tea

Her head shot up as she heard my faint padded footsteps, raising a brow at me curiously and straightening her spine. My hand shook in my sweater pockets as I thought, I was going to have to lie, something I've never done before

"Mother. I-I have to go to the library today, I have a project" I mewled under my breath softly, averting my eyes to the ground and away from her excruciating blue ones

"A project? Well not today, Delaney. I have a business meeting later today in an hour, I can't take you anywhere. And, you won't be going alone, this can wait until tomorrow" She decided, without waiting for my reply, she went back to reading her book, flipping the page leisurely and softly

"But-"

"If this project is so important, how about I call your teacher right now and ask for another day?" She loudly called, huffing out a breath

"N-no, tomorrow is fine" My eyes widened as I sighed out, keeping my head down as I scrambled out of the room

Back in the safety of my room, and out of earshot from mother, I audaciously tapped on Harry's contact number, hearing the faint sound of the bell before holding it to my ear

"Hello?" His raspy, deep voice muttered lowly, sending chills down my spine as I closed my eyes, leaning my head back against the door

"Hello, m-mother has a meeting t-today and I can't come" I heard his soft breathing on the other end, most likely thinking as he tried to come up with a resolution

"Guess you're going to have to sneak out" He mused, as I discerned a tapping from where he was, frowning in confusion and trepidation as I shook my head frantically

"I can't sneak out. I won't, mother will hate me and definitely know something is up. I can come tomorrow" I thought, already set on not sneaking out, not just because I couldn't do it, but with taking a big risk in which I knew would fail

"You can do it. Now, I have a meeting in five minutes, stop calling and texting me but remember what I said. I expect you to be at my home at three sharp, and I'll be there at about three-fifteen. You know where the key is, I'll text you the address" My body shook, heart pounding loudly in my rib cage, as I gulped looking around my room. He took my silence, which didn't say anything, as an answer

"Good, you know how to not speak back to me. Just know baby, you will be punished if you don't listen to daddy" With that, he hung up, leaving me to panic and my mind to swarm over the many possibilities of what could happen if I did attempt to sneak out. But, I'd never know because I wasn't going to stick by it

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