Daddy Styles | H.S

Chapter 2

Nathalie POV:

The sound of loud footsteps approached my door, it flung open, my mom was stood there with a nervous look on her face. "He's here, come downstairs as soon as you can, you know how important this is to your father." She commanded, seriousness in her voice. I nodded as she quickly made her way downstairs. I checked myself over in the mirror and took a deep breath, here goes nothing.

Steadily, I walked down the stairs, my legs going stiff because I was trying not to fall down them and face plant the floor. I gripped onto the railing for extra support and fixed my dress a little around the cleavage area. Relief overtook my body as I had gotten down the steps without any injuries. I heard voices erupting from the kitchen which made me anxious to go in. I sauntered over to the kitchen, trying to keep my balance, while I looked down at the black and white checkered flooring as if I had never seen it before. I felt like an absolute idiot so instead I raised my head and kept my chin up high. Walking through the kitchen, I peered over to the other end of the room and saw my mom, my dad and an unfamiliar figure sat in the chair, of course I knew who it was. I felt so awkward walking up to them, but they were too engaged in the conversation to even notice me. I sat down on the plush leather seat and looked at the plate in front of me, the food looked delicious and very restaurant - like.

"Mr Styles, this is my daughter Nathalie" My dad spoke, making me snap out of my thoughts. My head automatically raised and my eyes started to wander Mr Styles' face, as if they were searching for something. His long, luscious, curly hair hung just above his shoulders. A strand of hair was tucked behind his ear and his hair looked very messy. Just how I like it. He licked his plump lips which made me feel a little nervous but his tongue looked so good. Good enough to have between my legs. Okay no, I can't be thinking about things like this at the dinner table with my parents, who were staring at me waiting for me to talk. My face flushed a red colour as I played with my hair nervously, realising how long I had been admiring his handsome face. I gulped, my throat dry with embarrassment. "I-It's very nice to meet you, sir" I stuttered, instantly mocking myself in my head at how stupid I sounded.

"Nice to meet you too Nathalie, call me Harry" He replied, with a smirk plastered on his face. His piercing emerald green eyes met mine and I quickly looked down at my painted nails, which were glistening in the light, to distract myself. I picked up my fork and began to eat my dinner, taking small bites as they all spoke about business related subjects. I don't know exactly why he got invited but I'm kinda glad he was. My eyes traveled in his direction but he caught me staring and our eyes locked together, a small smirk played on his lips. I looked down at my bare plate and bit my lip trying to distract myself. Surprisingly, my parents started to include me in the conversation, possibly seeing how awkward it was for me. They told Harry about me and that I am home schooled because of my high maintenance job, YouTube. He was very interested in my career choice and seemed to want to know more. "So, what are your aspirations, or career goals should I say?" He asked.

"I want to be a famous Beauty Guru on YouTube. I just like helping people and making them feel good, I want to make people feel as if they are worth something. I see beauty in everyone and everything, if making a video will help only one person it's still an achievement to me. Also, I want to have my own clothing or makeup line so that I can give back to my followers" I explained.

"I see, I will be happy to help you pursue your career if you ever need it that is. You seem to know exactly what you want and you are pretty stable at this point" He commented,  fiddling with his hair as he spoke. My parents then went on about my grades and awards I had already gotten. He was pretty amazed which relieved me. He wasn't anything my dad made him out to be, he was super sweet, but this is only my first time meeting him and probably the last.

Once we had all finished eating, I went to my bedroom to change into some comfy clothes. I heard footsteps outside my bedroom door while I was sat on the edge of my bed taking off my heels which put me on edge. I shrugged it off and changed into some booty shorts and a Calvin Klein bralet then decided that I would go back downstairs for a snack before bed. I opened my bedroom door and ended up colliding with something, or shall I say someone. I fell down on the floor, my butt hitting the floor causing it to ache. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?!" A familiar voice asked, I looked up instantly and saw Harry stood above me, concern on his face.

"I'm fine, I should've looked where I was going" I confessed, embarrassed. He stretched out his arm which I happily accepted, which left me stood in front of him. We just stared into each other's eyes and admired each other for a moment. I looked down at the floor blushing, only to feel Harry's hand being placed on my chin lifting my head back up. I looked back into his emerald green eyes and bit my lip, he was so gorgeous.

"Stop that, stop biting your lip" He commanded, in a slight whisper. I obeyed and played with my hair, shyness had overtook me and I stood there looking like an idiot. "I better be going now anyway, goodbye Nathalie it was nice to meet you" He chimed, his lips curved into his usual smirk which drove me crazy. And wow he looked hot as fuck in a suit I just wanted to rip it off. I can't believe I am thinking these things about my dads boss.

"Bye Harry" I said, making my way back into my bedroom. I wasn't hungry anymore, I must've been hungry for him.

Harry POV:
As I walked down the stairs after our incident, I couldn't stop smiling. Something about her intrigued me and made me want to know more about her. But of course, I do want to bang her.