Harry Styles Daddy Novels & Stories

, he says, and I look at him in disbelief. “Really, dad, what do you want?”, I ask now losing my patience. “Dinner, the three of us today”, he says, and I shake my head. “We can’t get today; Abbey has to study”, I say, and dad crosses his arms in front of his chest. “I’m not asking Henry”, dad says, walking to the bathroom and knocking on the door. “Dad, what are you doing?” I ask “Abbey, I’m Harry, Henry’s father and would you like to join us for dinner today?”, dad asks with a smirk on his face.

I smile as I look at him. “Hey, you had a good day?” I ask, and he is covered in grease and oil. “Yeah, been working on my bike. I think your parents want to see you.” He says, and I look around his large frame and see them watching us. Momma has a knowing smirk on her face and dad’s well. They both narrow their eyes at me. Harry is making kissy faces at me. Asshole. “Harmony, get your butt in the office.” My dad says and I nod my head and give Mav a quick kiss and walk towards the office. As I pass Harry, he whispers.

That’s when pride fills my chest everything he's become: the father Harry adores, the championship quarterback Dallas worships, and the Alpha who's transformed our pack into being one of the strongest that exists. Just before I reach his door, I nearly collide with Ryan, who's fully geared up and chatting with Harry. "Hey, Ryan," I greet him, then turn to my son, who is starting to develop that pre-teen attitude that makes me want to both hug and strangle him. "How's Daddy holding up?" "He's totally freaking out," Harry announces. "Uncle Ryan told him you weren't coming because you had too much work stuff." Ryan grins and ruffles Harry's hair. "What happened to keeping secrets between teamma

Call me daddy Chapter 8 You don’t look too happy to see me Nora , I thought that you were going to smile and show me all your excitement or at least get naked in front of me like you did the last time” my uncle told me as he smiled . This was the first time since the whole stuff that I have genuinely seen him smile . He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart .

His eyes caught one and he asked, “How about we play, ‘just dance’ together” Curtis looked at him with wide eyes. Uncle Adam never liked that game and said it was because he didn’t know how to dance and meeting his daddy for the first time, he didn’t look like a man who could dance either so the suggestion amazed the little boy and he asked, “Daddy, can you dance?” “Yeah, Daddy can dance very well,” Cooper was quick to respond since he danced with his father a lot during birthdays and even with kid games such as these.

“ You are going to meet her right ? ” “ Something important and not her Anne . ” Harry responded putting on his properly ironed flower print short sleeved shirt and black cargo pants . He didn't receive any reply from her . he picked his sunglasses lying on the dressing table and put them on before pecking Anne good bye . He was heading to D’embert Royale to challenge his father . This is a decision which he might regret or always do it again . ** THE NEXT DAY ** Joseph uncomfortably adjusts his head for the sixth time on the bed rail. He felt a gentle tap on his shoulder for the second time and snaps his eyes open quickly .

If there was one thing he had always loved about his father, it was the manner at which he held himself; with uttermost grace and this was why he was his role model. He was about leaving for his study room when Abbie stepped into the house, looking all gloomy. Ever since her mother made her see things from another perspective, she had been particularly worried that having a baby for Harry would not count as something important to him. "Get yourself ready, tomorrow is my family's anniversary. I have booked a session with your stylist and she would get you dressed in the most appropriate manner." Harry stated. He had seen the look on Abbie's face, but chose to totally ignore it as this was lea

Right now, I simply stood by and watched this man who was normally so noble and untouchable. I once believed I could become his greatest love. I paid no heed to the fact that he was my father's friend or that he was 20 years older than me, or even the mockery from my family. I flung myself into becoming his so-called "antidote". I loved him with all my heart, yet all I got in return was a tragic end—I died along with my unborn baby. Even love became a luxury I could no longer afford. Right before I died, I found out that Layson had secretly been in love with his personal secretary, Grace Parker.

Serena groaned as Hadley burst into laughter. "I hope Harry is there." Hadley grinned. Serena rolled her eyes. Harry was the Williams's almost thirty years old son who kept on asking her to go on a date with him. She didn't like him, he was ugly, he had so much hair and wore wide square glasses which he thought were cool. He drove this red car that had to see the mechanic every week. He wasn't her type of guy, he acted older than he already was. "What are you cooking?" Serena asked.

She shared a lot of things that they did on their vacation and explained how they organized a charity event for children's education and showed me a photo of Her, Kevin and Harry. My eyes fell on the particular photo of Harry where he looks so matured in his white Armani Suite. He was holding a red whine and talking to someone, who seems in his mid-Fifties. They both shared the same features as he was a mini version of him. "Quinn, who is this?" I pointed a finger at the man who was standing with Harry. "He is his dad and my uncle, Mr. James Brooks," She answered. Why does the name seem so familiar to me? "Sheila, what happen to you?" She asked noticing my confused state.