Her Daddy // H.S.

7 *Mature Content*

So i know you probably are going to be really angry at me because they won't fully have sex but-umm. Hey look on the bright side, there still will be so dirty dirty going on. Ugg I might not be able to update this week because of goddamn exams. *Sigh*

Harry looked at me as if he wanted to do something to me, something bad. But I was disappointed when he pulled away Sighing, running his long fingers through his brown curls.

"Honey, you have school in 30 minutes," he sighed

"What!" I exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, but as my daughter you should have a proper education"

"Yeah, whatever" I snapped back frustrated.

I grabbed a shirt from the floor as I pulled it on, and walking to my room. Stepping into the beautiful bath room; reminding myself to fully appreciate it beauty later, I stepped into the hot shower. I quickly relaxed as the hot jets of water serenaded on my back. Moaning in pleasure, I washed my hair and body.

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(I hate when books are like"I and I decided to pair my pumps with a stylish gazillion dollar necklace. Perfect!" Ugg but I kind of did that here soon um maybe Im a hypocrite.) When I was finished getting ready, I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw petite girl, she was wearing a short a-line black flowy skirt, a golden cute see through knit sweater that showed my lacy black bra. Who cares if it was a tad racy. She was wearing golden flats. Her hair was in a messy bun(refer to the picture in chapter one) with a jeweled headband. The makeup consisted of lipgloss, concealer, and a hell load of mascara. Satisfied with my effort I saw a small stylish tote/backpack. Inside were an arrangement of books from biology to trigonometry.

I had always been a stellar student when it came to smarts and grades and a poor student when it came to discipline and behavior. Skipping down the the main wing, I found Harry prepping breakfast. On the table was a big jug of orange juice and a plate full of eggs and bacon. Squealing in delight I jumped towards the table(landing as graceful as a pig rolling in mud). Despite that I found a way to literally shove the food down my throat. Food=BEST FRIENDS(until they spoil).

He turned around to see me, immediately his eyebrows borrowed and something in his lower region stuck out.

"You are not wearing that to school," He scolded me as he clenched his jaw.

"Ugg Harry, relax." I said slowly

"You look like a prostitute," he bluntly told me

"At least I look like a Classy Prostitute," I indignantly stated

Ignoring me, Harry grabbed the keys for is R8. Signaling me to follow him he strides towards his car outside and got in. Sliding in next to him, I came up with an idea.

"Harry..." I asked in an alluring voice.