Harry Styles Imagines

Like A Fairy Tale

(Diary #1)”

I closed my leather copybook after I finished writing my first diary in it. I just bought it this morning, deciding that my story is worth being written and remembered in the future.

"Dinner's ready!" My mom called down the stairs.

I hid my diary inside a shoebox in my closet then sprinted to the kitchen, the aroma of mac and cheese making me drool.

-----|Y/N's P.O.V.|-----

As Y/D/N occupied a chair infront of the dining table, Harry came up from behind her, planting a kiss to her head. I smiled, happy at the fact that they got along well.

I could tell it took her off guard though she knew who it was.

"Hi Harry." He sat down on a chair.

"Hi Y/D/N."

"Hi mom."

"Hi sweetie." We all laughed, as I took a seat, serving the Mac and cheese.

"Mhmm, this tastes like heaven, darling. Thank you." Harry said while still chewing his food.

"You're very welcome, hun." I smiled at him as he returned it.

"All of your sweetness will rot my teeth, ok?" My daughter groaned, faking annoyance. I know she's happy for me, for finding such a great man like Harry.

So we all laughed it off, continuing our dinner.

---|Next Morning;Harry's P.O.V|---

"Y/D/N, hun? Do you need a ride to school? It's on my way I could drop you off," I asked as I knocked on her bedroom door.

She opened it, the tooth brush still inside her mouth in which I couldn't resist a laugh.

"No. It's okay. But you can pick me up?" She muffled out, hope in her eyes.

"Sure. No problem." I smiled.

"You'd find me in the alley besides the school hanging out with a friend, in case..."

"A friend? Or a boyfriend?" I raised my eyebrow in mock, and her slight blush answered my question.

~~~~~~~~~

I pressed the horn of my Range Rover, as a call out for Y/D/N, but she was nowhere to be seen. Only a small crowd is still present at the school entrance as most of them has already left.

Guess, she's at the alley she told me about this morning.

I turned on the engine again, heading forward slowly, towards what was obviously to be an alley.

As the alley was in sight, I stopped the car and searched for a certain Y/D/N.

And there she is... With that 'friend' of hers... That doesn't seems to be gentle with her.

I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and dashed into the alley towards them. He's trying to kiss her neck, holding a hand on her mouth to shut her up, the other making it's way up her shirt.

That son of a ....

"HEY! LET GO OF HER!" I ran towards him, snatching his filthy hands away from, the now crying, Y/D/N and guiding her behind my back to protect her.

"Who the hell are you? She's my girlfriend and I can do whatever I want with her!" He blurted.

I went ahead and grabbed a firm hold of both of his wrists, pinning them behind his back and pressing his face into the wall he previously had Y/D/N pressed to.

"Listen you son of a bitch, I'm her father and if you dare lay one finger on my daughter again, I will fucking break your neck, do you understand me? If you try hurting her or even getting near her, consider yourself dead!"

"Okay! Okay! Fuck it, man. Let go!"

I let loose and he made a run for his life out the alley.

Out of nowhere, I felt a body being thrown at me from behind and arms wrapped around me.

I turned around, encasing her in warm, tight hug, holding her close to my chest.

"Are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?" I questioned, scanning her from head to toe to make sure she's fine.

"No. Thank you, Harry." She rested her head on my chest again, squeezing me tight for comfort so I did just the same.

"Thank you... Dad."

"Oh my-" I chuckled in disbelief. She called me 'dad'!!

A grin broke through onto my face, and I kissed the top of her head.

"You're welcome, dear. And any time you need me in such stuff just call me. I'll beat the crap out of him."

She giggled, blushing a bit.

"You know, I have never experienced  that feeling I got when you said that you're my father, that I'm your daughter and that you'd defend me no matter what. I never thought I'd feel it because... I didn't have...that specific person... A dad to seek, to be protected by and to feel safe with. So, thank you. I will always love my father no matter what, he'll always be in my heart, but from now on, I will call you 'dad'."

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