Harry Styles Daddy Novels & Stories

Dad laughed. Harry could be so old school sometimes. I’m not really sure where he gets his mannerisms from, but he is the kind of boy to wear a coat to school, dresses formally for dinner when we have guests over and combs his hair back from his face instead of following popular trends that boys his age like to do. “Yeah, sure,” I said sarcastically, “You can wear a suit too.” He rolled his eyes at me as he walked away. I knew without a doubt that he would appear in slacks and a dress shirt for dinner.

He will be a great son-in-law. So it's amazing that until now I haven't heard of him dating or being with his girlfriend. He is resilient and his mind is focused on business. Maybe his Dad was very proud of him even though he already knew that Vaz would go far, he just gave way for Harry then so he couldn't show off his business skills.

"Daddy, where is mommy?" Anger, discontent, and indifference were all drowned in Stephanie's word "daddy". Harry held his anger and gently softened her hair. "Your mommy will come back soon." "B*stard!" Ronald was so angry that he slapped the armrest and stood up. Olena had said that Harry didn't know that these two children belonged to him, so Harry didn't tell him. Since Harry didn't know, it didn't matter if he didn't say anything. But now that the child called him daddy, how could Harry not know it?

“Well…” Before I can invent a career my parents don't know for myself, Adrian responds smoothly, “It was a freelance project.” “Oh,” Mom nods, satisfied. “That explains it.” No, it doesn't. It explains nothing. I try my best to stay calm. Dad studies Adrian for a long moment before setting his fork down. “So, what exactly do you do, Mr. Blackwood?” His reply comes almost immediately. “I invest.” Dad nods slowly. “Real estate?”

Isn't this what he thought his daddy would look like? Tang weiwei observed the little fellow carefully and murmured, " You both really look alike!? Little bean, where is your daddy?"' The little boy stared at the man in the photo. His lips formed into a pout. " I don't have a daddy."' Tang weiwei, was stupefied. A cute little kiddo like him, how could he not have a daddy? So designer cheng was raising this child all by herself? "Aunt tang, is this man married?"

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

I slipped the box into my pocket, I step out of the room,I climbed down the stairs and my kids were waiting looking Dapper as ever. “ My Champs are ready for tonight” I said. “ Dad, we look like you” Harry said. “Yes Champs” I said. “ When I grow up, I am going to look like you” Henry says. “Even I will look like you” Harry replies. “ Ofcourse, you both will look after Dad’s business right? “ yes, I wanna own a company of my own” Harry says then I heard clicks off heels on the stairs, then we all looked up.

“Oh my God! I gotta take a picture with you to show to my friends.” “Shut up, Heath, you have no friends.” Tara attacked her brother. “And what are you on about? Addison is celebrity without even being involved with Javan. Her father is Philips Garcia, Um hello, the same man who was included in top 100 richest people in the world.” Heath made a face. “But her dad is not in her life, is he now, hm?.” “Hey!.” Tara gasped reaching over to smack her younger brother’s head. “You take back right now!”.

Harry is here. At my family dinner. Why is Harry here? And why is he all dressed up? Like his father, he's also dressed in a suit, but it's a bit more subtle and doesn't give off show-off vibes. A suit is still a suit. Dylan leaves me and runs to his father, just like Lilah and Daniel. Harry crouches down to their level to speak with them. "Daddy! You're here!" Lilah says in excitement, and I roll my eyes. When did he become their dad? And why am I so jealous of the relationship that he's formed with them in such a short time?

But afcourse as always you don't get what you want or asked for! "Hey dad, how are you doing? I was just having a moment with my "mother"......so what's up with Stella, is she still your PA?" He asks Conor and he raises an eyebrow and a short flare of darkness crosses his eyes but is gone the next second......weird!!