A Scandalous Secret

Chapter 2 - Daddy

(Still Harry's Pov)
There she was. Stood there. Looking amazing and walking towards me. Her ash blonde hair curled with one side held back with a pin. God she looked so gorgeous.

By now she was right in front of me as she placed a perfectly manicured hand on my ink absorbed chest. Wait, why the fuck am I shirtless and on a cliff side? I'm not gonna lie, having her with me and the breathtaking view of the lake is enough to make me feel at peace.

I look over at Savannah and see that she's motioning for me to sit down with her. She has a white dress on for fuck's sake. Even I know that you don't just sit down on a grass-covered area in all white, and I don't give two shits about the clothes I'm wearing. Partly because all I DO wear is black so I got nowt to worry about.

I look towards the spot she's pointing to and go to sit down but at the last second I drag her down with me and onto my lap. She let out a small gasp in surprise. Fuck, her lips look so plump and kissable right now. She slowly leans in when she notices me staring. I lean in and-

"OH FUCK!" I shout and look at the cause of what woke me up from such a nice dream. Yes, I'm perverted but what else is new? "What did the fuck are you doing in my room? And give my pillow back!" I seethe at Savannah. She had ripped denim jeans and a white scoop top on with a maroon cropped jacket on, which is also denim.

"Nah. FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN STYLES!" She challenges, while kneeling on the edge of my bed.
I resist the urge to tackle her down because I know for a fact that it would just escalate from there, especially after the dream I just had. I also have a girlfriend and let me tell you this, I don't cheat.
"I..uh no. I won't fight you because I don't hurt girls. Now get the fuck out of my room" I say, trying to be casual about it, but I know I'm failing.

"Aww is the big, powerful Harry Styles scared?" she said with an innocent, pitiful look on her face, but i know that look all too well. "No actually, i'm not." i reply while reaching over for my pillow. "HA! Doubt it." she said with a smirk.
I throw the pillow in my hand at her, but her reflexes kick in at the right time and catch it. Damn badminton.

"I'm gonna go shower so please can you, uh how do I put this? GET THE FUCK OUT?" I reply desperately trying to push down some..thoughts. I grab the pillow from her hand and place it on my bed. "Okay, okay I'm going, but you better hurry the hell up. I don't wanna be late on the first day of the last week before we break up for Christmas. Got it?" Savannah says while pointing her petite finger at me and glaring at me with her hazel eyes. Fuck this.

"Yeah, fine whatever now get out." i state while closing the door behind her.

~ Savannah's POV ~

"HARRY!? WHERE ARE YOU?? I'm gonna be late hurry the hell up." I groan after i sit my impatient ass on the my best friend's couch. He said he'd be out in ten minutes. It's been half an hour. And where the bloody hell is that fucker? NOBODY KNOWS.

"Harry Edward Styles! Where is your sorry little ass!?"

"I'm here, I'm here. God can't a guy piss in peace around here? Damn."

" I swear to god if I'm late I'll have your head on my fucking wall. " I said while stifling a laugh. I must've gone red coz he let out a short chuckle after, which in turn made me go even more red.

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"When should I pick you up?" Harry asked glancing at me once before turning back towards the road. "Its cool you don't need to pick me up I'm gonna walk today." I said with a smile. That was about all we said the entire ten minutes to school.

I walked through the gates to hell. Yes, its school. Any sane person knows that school is pretty much hell, but I want to get good grades so I'm just gonna have to suck it up and deal with it. First period was Maths. Who in their right mind would study maths the first thing in the morning on a bloody monday?

I was pretty much just zoned out the entire time in class and just stared out of the window. I knew this stuff anyways so I had nothing to worry about if Mr Cowell does ask me something. I carried on scanning the field and analyzing each an everything out there until i noticed something moving across it. Whatever it was, it was fast and tall but it was in all black. Looked kinda human to be honest. It got closer to the window and it felt like I knew who or what it was; but at the same time, I had no clue. Like when you have a word right at the tip of your tongue but you don't know what word it is.

A chill ran down my spine and I quickly realised that it was because everyone was staring at me. I look to the front of class and see Mr Cowell staring at me with a bored expression and expectant eyes.

"Uhhh...Sorry, what was the question sir?" I ask, already feeling my face heat up due to a few faint snickers I heard. Great, I forgot that Skylar and Reece were in this class too. If I wasn't being watched by 29 pairs of eyes, I would not hesitate to slap those two dicks. Or better yet, rip their dicks off and feed it to them.

"The question, Ms Parker, is on the board." Mr Cowell sternly says. I resist the urge to facepalm and just awkwardly chuckle.

"Oh..Heh. X is equal to 25." I reply before looking back out of the window, knowing the answer is correct. I tried looking for that same figure but I couldn't find it. Well, would do you expect Vannah? It was running, it isn't like it would have noticed you staring at it about a mile away, is it?

The bell rang and I was off. English lit,here I come. Although it would be nice to, I don't think school is the appropriate place to come.

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The entire school day was so slow since Ev was 'sick' today. She just needed an excuse to stay home and sort things out with Harry. Her and Harry are really close so the tiniest thing, like yesterday, could cause one of them to be hurt in the end. It's weird if you ask me, like if you're really close to someone then you should know when the other person means something or not. But it's not my place to judge.

Ping! Looks like I have a text..

*sup weirdo
U on ur way home yet?

It was Harry. This day could't get any worse, could it?

*Yep I'm omw
Dad

*I like the sound of that although I prefer daddy

*stfu before I cut ur dick off

"What're you doin' out 'ere lookin like a damn snack?" A voice called from behind me. I turned to se-

Oh fuck. Not now.

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A/N I just added a small school scene in there. :)