DADDY

Chapter 3

Emma

My head was pounding as I sat up. Oh god how much did I drink last night? I looked down to see I wasn't in my bed or clothes. What the hell? Where the hell am I then???? Standing up, I opened the door and headed down a hall.

"Hello?" I called out but got no answer.

"Hello!?" I yelled this time hoping who brought me here would answer. God are they deaf or something. I kept waking down this long was hallway before I heard voices.

"Daddy I'm hungwe." A little boys voice rang out making me squint my eyes.

"I know buddy hang on." I froze. Is that Harry's voice? I walked into a kitchen to see the truth. It was Harry with a boy. His eyes met mine.

"You're up, I was just about to wake you up." I'm still confused, how did I get here in the first place? I have absolutely no memory of last night. I'm so lost. He handed me some water with two Advil.

"Take these and drink water." I was still confused as to how I got here. I was trying so hard to remember but couldn't. I mean I was at the party drinking and then I left and then blank. I looked to the boy who was making incoherent sounds. I looked to Harry who was speaking to me but I wasn't listening but trying to remember how I got here. Did we f**k? Did he touch me? Because, I certainly have no memory how I got in these clothes.

"Emma, love, are you alright?" I popped the pills in my mouth and downed the water and rushed back the room I woke up in completely ignoring Harry. I gotta get out of here. I quickly put my bra and skirt on and then my shirt along with my boots.

"Emma wait." Harry was still trying to get my attention. I couldn't stay here any longer. I felt his hand on my arm making me snap out of a weird trance.

"Emma listen to me-"

"How did I get here." He sighed and led back to the kitchen and I sat down at one of the chairs. His house was really nice.

"You went to a party-"

"I know." He sighed again.

"Let me finish." He said and waited to see if I'd say anything else.

"You went to a party, got hammered and tried to walk home. I was driving back home after... never mind that," He looked down for a brief second and it made me wonder why he didn't finish that sentence.

"I saw you on the side of the road just sitting on the curb. I debated on getting you. I decided it'd be a d**k move. Then I drove up next to you and you got up and walked, more like stumbled, down the road again and sat down again. You did that again before you let me take you to my place. I gave you clothes to change into and you did and passed out."

Oh.

"Oh." I looked to his green eyes. He was hiding something but I'll let it slide. I looked to the little boy who was in his booster seat measly testing his eggs.

"Yeah, we need to be at your house soon but the daycare called and they can't take Tyler." I looked down.

"I can come here." I said a little too fast. Harry pursed his lips as if he was agreeing to this. I sighed and got up and took a piece of his bacon.

"I'll be back, but I need to walk to get my car and then I need to go home and change and then I'll be on my way over." I said in one breath and he smiled.

"Perfect I will see you shortly." I left and headed down the road to my friends house with was massive headache and sore feet. I should just asked for a ride. An hour later I reached my car and I have never been so happy to see it in my life. I got in and drove to my house preparing the lecture I'm gonna get. Luckily I got in and my parents were still asleep so I got up to my room and quickly changed into a pair of shorts and t-shirt that covered my short and a pair of dirty old vans with slouch socks. I swing my pack back over my shoulders and walked out the front door and back to my car. Making the short drive, I got out and knocked on the door. He let me in and walked past him.

"Where's your son?" I asked. He smirked and closed the door.

"Asleep." I think a man could look so good in black skinny and a halfway buttoned up shirt. I studied his features and he is quite beautiful. I hadn't noticed that before. Maybe it was because my parents dumped this tutoring thing on me last minute and I hated it.

"Anyways, you can come into the living room for work." I followed him slowly into the room before sitting down. He sat down across from me and I pulled out my math and anatomy homework along with English. I didn't do my math homework and noticed quickly.

"You didn't finish." I huffed.

"Obviously. You picked me up on the side of the road drunk out of my mind." He nodded in understanding.

"Okay but at least you finished your anatomy." Of course I did, it was easy.

"Yeah I already know the anatomy of the female and male reproductive system." He licked his plump lips before he flipped through my work.

"Well good job with this, you got it all right. Now, onto math." I pulled it out and he got right into the work. I couldn't f*****g concentrate with his f*****g eyes looking at me like that.

"Emma what is distracting you?" I kept looking at homework but now as an i***t. Dude do you own a mirror?

"Nothing." I lied and he looked back to my paper.

"Then focus." My eyes rolled before I looked back to my paper.

I was bored. I didn't want to do this but I only did because I just wanted to be down with it.

I happily finished and pulled out health notes on s*x ed.

You're f*****g joking right? I already know about this.

"Dude really??" I sighed and he shot me a glare.

"I'm not dude Emma, it's Mr. Styles or professor Styles." Seeing him get mad was hot.

"Okay so if you're gonna have s*x, use protection. I cannot stress this enough to your generation. All of you are so sexually active, nearly half of you are having kids. So, that's what condoms or other forms of birth control are for." Oh god I am embarrassed for some reason.

"Now I am going to ask to an odd question. Are you sexually active?" I dropped my jaw.

"No. But I'm on birth control for my periods." He clenched his jaw and looked back to the notes.

"Okay, have you ever been involved in s****l acts?" Why does he care. I gave a blowjob once and hated it.

"Yes." Did I really want to tell him.

"What was it?" On god this just so awkward.

"A blowjob." He looked down confused.

"A what?" I sighed.

"A blowjob." I practically yelled. His eyes went wide. I only gave those. I was afraid to try anything else.

"How often?" He adjusted his jeans.

"I don't want to answer that." I said and he c****d an eyebrow.

"Alright. So you know the dangers of herpes." This is so awkward. Why does he care so much if I had done anything? It was creeping me out. He ran his hand down his thighs and then his hair.

"I don't have the dummy so can you point it out where the most sensitive spots on a male when intercourse happens." He's joking right? He looked dead serious before he stood up. f**k he's hot.

I stood up and pointed to his lips, his neck... his... nipples... his lower stomach and then... his inner thighs... and then...his... package.

I swallowed the hard lump in my throat. I was feeling funny in my lower region. He took a step closer.

"Are you alright?" No I wasn't. He was undeniably hot and manly.

"You look flustered." He put his hand on my cheek.

"You're warm." He said. My breath hitched in my throat and flinched. He smirked making me wonder if he's caught on.

"First lesson yeah?" He smirked and stepped closer again.

"Does something about s*x ed turn you on?" Oh god oh god oh god.

"I-um-eh, no." He turned me on for no apparent reason.

"Then what is turning you on?" He had a smirk knowing fully well he was.

"Nothing." My voice cracked failing me.

"Oh I think I know." Well this is happening too fast.

"You know in the act of s*x, most people have a kink." Oh god.

"You want to know what mine is?" I squealed as his hand gripped around my neck.

"Your son... your son." Was all I could muster up.

"He's asleep." He smirked pushing me back against a wall and my breath was heavy and my heart was hammering my chest.

"He won't wake Emma. Now do daddy a favor and get on your knees and show me your blowjob skills."