Harry is a gang leader — but he’s also a single dad. What does he need? A nanny. His 4 year old daughter, Harlow, is the only thing he cares about. The gang doesn’t even come close to his love for his baby girl. But when he meets Pyper Yara, his life flips upside down. And for the better.
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Harry is a gang leader — but he’s also a single dad. What does he need? A nanny. His 4 year old daughter, Harlow, is the only thing he cares about. The gang doesn’t even come close to his love for his baby girl. But when he meets Pyper Yara, his life flips upside down. And for the better.
Harry Styles x OC | masterlist | WARNINGS: guns and violence mentioned!
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Pyper Yara is one of a kind.
She’s smart, beautiful and really weird. She had long, gorgeous black hair and that she never brushes, she wears these poofy skirts that she nearly trips over in but she’s never once seen without them. Pyper has an unlimited amount of knowledge of anything and everything. The only reasons she’s not in college right now is because she’s exploring herself (and she’s very poor.) Pyper may be smart, but she does love a bit of shopping every now and again.
That shopping has led her here. She’s always loved children and hoped to have a few of her own one day, but she never saw herself working with them. That was until her friend, Niall was in dire need of some assistance and she didn’t have a job at a time. So he basically volunteered her for the gig. Minding a two year old four days a week.
“She so does. She barely gets on supervision, Harry. I know you’re doing your best, but she needs someone looking after her 24/7. You have guns laying around and enemies at every corner.” Niall reasoned and Harry sighed sitting on the edge of his desk. He pursed his lips and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Pyper Yara. 23, smart, kind. She’s one of the nicest people I’ve ever met and she’s really fucking good with kids. She’ll protect Harlow with her life.”
Harry sighed, “Harlow!” Harry called out and she waddled into the room.
Harry had a lot of one night stands. One that resulted in a pregnancy. Of course he got a paternity test, but Harlow is all Harry. Curls, eyes, smile. The mother didn’t want anything to do with Harlow, so Harry’s a single dad — also a gang leader, so being busy is an understatement. Harlow brightens his days and he’s so thankful for her. He probably wouldn’t be alive if it wasn’t for her.
“Hi, dada.” Harlow said, climbing into Harry’s lap. He smiled, which always surprises Niall. Harlow is Harry’s little love, always will be.
“I have a question, ok?”
Harlow nodded, laying her head against Harry’s chest.
“Would you like someone to come and play with you everyday? And she would sleepover too? Would you like that?” Harry asked and Harlow squealed.
“Like a princess to mind me?”
Harry bit his lip — Harlow thought every woman was a princess, which was pretty cute at the start but she doesn’t seem to be growing out of this phase. Harlow is obsessed with everything princess. She even has a princess bed, Harry had his men put together.
“Yeah, a princess with wake you up and make you breakfasts, play with you. Would you like that?”
“Please, daddy! Is she Rapunzel? Or maybe she’s like Ariel!” Harlow babbled and Niall nodded, winking at Harry.
Niall 🐭: I’ve got a job for you. I’ll send you the address. No interview needed. Niall.
Pyper: you’re amazing. appreciate this and you. also i know who you are, don’t need to sign off your text.
Niall laughed to himself as he pocketed his phone. Pyper would be good for Harlow…. and maybe Harry too.
Pyper loved her small apartment, it’s cozy and she kind of likes the claustrophobic feel to it. But living with a rich guy? Way better than this. Pyper was told to be ready at 8 AM sharp, drive to the address and then people would come to move her stuff into her room at this guys home.
Niall had only given her minimal information. Just that it’s a little girl called Harlow and her dads a rich prick.
Hopefully they don’t step on each other’s toes.
Pyper dress herself in a long, black skirt that had little patterns on it, a crop top and a bunch of jewellery. When she was younger she used to get bullied for her body hair and her parents were never very present so they best thing she could do was cover her arms with bracelets. Now, shes more comfortable with herself and know body hair is natural. But the jewellery just stuck.
After putting her hoops in, she placed a little lip gloss on and then put her trusty black boots on.
Niall 🐭: don’t dress weird.
Pyper looked at herself in the mirror and at her outfit. She shrugged and grabbed her tote bag dashing for the door.
She had to take the bus into town, walk ten minutes and then take another bus and then walk five minutes from the bus stop to the house, so she had a long journey a head of her.
“When will the princess be here, daddy?” Harlow asked, as she played on the floor of his office. Harry was currently doing some background checks on her, so far so good. She wasn’t bad to look at either, a little quirky but he could see past that.
“She’ll be here in an hour, lovey. She can’t want to meet you.” Harry said and Harlow squealed, going back to playing with her barbies.
“What are you playing?”
“Imaginary world. I’m the gang princess.” She said matter of factly.
Harry choked on his own spit, “Gang princess?”
Harlow nodded and went back to playing. Niall was very much right, he needed this Nanny.
“Don’t worry about this. He can be sort of hostile, but he’s like that with everyone.” Niall said, walking Pyper towards Mr Styles’ office.
“I’ve dealt with worse, like your son for example.” Pyper said and Niall rolled his eyes.
“You love my son.”
He opened the door and then sat a God. Pyper was sure she was drooling. Long hair, muscles of steel and a dad? He was made for her.
“Oh my god! Princess Tiana!” Harlow squealed jumping into her arms. Pyper giggled and got down on her knees.
Harry was waiting for her to break Harlow’s heart. This was a test.
“That’s a secret ok? When we’re around adults I go by Pyper.” Pyper said and Harlow nodded with wide eyes.
Harry bit his lip and watch as they interacted. Niall walked over to him and smirked.
“I’m gonna marry her.” Harry said and Niall tripped over his feet.
Harry is a gang leader — but he’s also a single dad. What does he need? A nanny. His 4 year old daughter, Harlow, is the only thing he cares about. The gang doesn’t even come close to his love for his baby girl. But when he meets Pyper Yara, his life flips upside down. And for the better.
Harry Styles x OC | masterlist | WARNINGS: guns and violence mentioned!
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“Can we watch Frozen now?”
Harlow asked and Pyper nodded, “Wanna know a fun fact?” Pyper asked and Harlow nodded excitedly.
“Elsa is based on the snow queen, it’s a book by Hans Christian Andersen.” Pyper said putting away the toys.
Harlow stayed silent, “Maybe we can read that?” Harlow asked, expecting a no. But Pyper grinned going to her bag and pulling out her own copy of the snow queen. Her grandmother used to mind her and they would read fairy tales together — the one Pyper liked most was the snow queen. Even now she likes to read it sometimes. She’s happy she gets to pass it down to someone else.
“Why are you out of breath?” Harlow asked and Pyper tutted. “I am not!” She said and Harlow giggled.
“Are too!” Harlow cackled and Pyper just shook her head opening up the book.
“Are too!” Harlow cackled and Pyper just shook her head opening up the book.
Pyper read the book, for thirty minutes and saw that Harlow was getting tired so she closed the book and placed her on the couch where she dozed off immediately. This is the time she would usually make lunch, she really loves this time. Pyper loves cooking and baking, so this part of the job is extra enjoyable for her.
“Smells good.” A voice said, Pyper looked behind her and saw Mr Styles leaning against the kitchen door.
Pyper had been working for him for two weeks now and this is the first time she’s seen him in those two weeks.
Pyper isn’t one to judge, but a simple hello or goodbye would suffice.
“Thanks. My grandmothers recipe.” Pyper said. “Wanna know a fun fact?” She asked and Harry blinked walking towards the kitchen island. He’s enamoured by her. Her beauty, her knowledge and how good she is with Harlow. That could all change when she learns about Harry’s profession though. Pyper doesn’t seem like she’s into that sort of thing.
“Sure, I guess.” Harry said leaning against the counter.
“Bowing was invented, so that the claps of people don’t hit you and make your ego big. So when you would bow, the claps would go over your head.” Pyper said, as she emptied the sauce into a bowl.
Harry opened his mouth and then closed it again, not knowing how to respond.
“I mean, cool? I think?”
Pyper giggled and stirred the sauce, “You’re very odd, Mr Styles.”
Harry’s cock twitched in his pants and he cleared his throat, taking his phone out of his pocket.
“You know, I like you.” Harry said and Pyper grinned at him.
“Well, if I knew you a little better I would say I liked you too.” Pyper replied and Harry laughed. Pyper wanted to make him laugh all the time. His dimple is exactly like Harlow’s.
“Maybe we should get to know each other then…” Harry said with a smirk, Pyper blushed and bit her lip.
“Daddy?” Harlow said in her sleeping voice. Harry’s whole demeanour changed and he picked up his girl. Pyper could tell he loved Harlow with everything he had. Niall had told Pyper about what happened with Harlow’s mum and with the amount of work Harry does all she can feel is the upmost respect for him.
“Hello, my baby love.” Harry said placing a kiss on her head, as Harlow cuddled into him.
“Missed you, daddy.” Harlow said and Harry sighed, rocking her.
“Missed you more.”
Pyper smiled at the two and placed down three bowls of her grandmothers meal.
“Yay! I love this!” Harlow squealed, wiggling down and getting into her chair.
“I’m eating with you guys?”
“Yes, no arguments!” Pyper said and Harlow nodded a mouth full food.
“Yeah! No arguments.” Harlow mimicked, Harry smiled and sat down in front of Pyper.
“Hey, why isn’t Harlow in pre school?” Pyper asked.
“I’m planning to home school her for a bit until I get a better plan of the future. I’ve got a lot of enemies.” Harry said, not lying one bit. Pyper narrowed her eyes and nodded.
“Well, I’m happy to stay here as long as you need me. I love it here and I love Harlow.”
“What about me?”
Pyper tilted her head, “What about you?”
“Do you love me? Like me even?”
Pyper nearly choked on her food.
“Mr Styles—“
“Harry.”
“Harry, sorry. I know absolutely nothing about you.” Pyper said with an apologetic look. “But you like my grandmothers food, so I guess that’s a start.” Pyper added, Harry smiled.
He is going to win her over one way or another.
It was the end of the day now, Harlow was showered and ready for bed. They had read a little more of The Snow queen, before Harlow passed out.
Pyper went to her room, that was bigger than her apartment. She still had a few things to do, but for the most part it was starting to feel and look like home.
A knock on her door startled her, she went over and pulled the door open.
Harry Styles was at her bedroom door.
“Wanna get to know each other now?” He asked holding up two beers.
Pyper smiled and nodded, “That would be nice, Harry.”
They sat on her bed and opened up the beers, getting comfortable.
“I don’t know why, but I feel like I could spill all my secrets to you.” Pyper said and Harry chuckled.
“Is that such a bad thing?”
“I don’t know yet.” Pyper said and leaned against a pillow.
“I’ll start. My name is Harry. I have a daughter. I run a gang—“
Pyper choked on her beer, “Hold the fuck up. Gang? Harry, that’s a good joke.” She giggled and Harry sat there with a straight face.
“I’m not joking, Pyper.”
“Fuck off, Harry. I’m not an idiot.”
“I’m not joking! I literally run a gang! Did Niall not tell you why he was rarely home?” Harry asked and Pyper pursed her lips.
“I mean, he would come home in bruises sometimes. I always had an inkling, but he’s such a good guy! I could never see him in that sort of business!” Pyper said, talking animatedly, her hands moving around as she spoke.
“Well he is. And I run it. I just thought I should tell you, now. Better now, than later.” Harry shrugged sipping his beer.
“Fuck me sideways.” Pyper mumbled and downed the rest of her beer.
“I would love to.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing. Your turn.” Harry said and Pyper nodded.
“I’m 23. Scorpio, but like not a mysterious one. I have a weird amount of knowledge on stuff and my grandma is my best friend.” She said and Harry smiled softly, listening to her intently.
“My grandma is like my mother and sister rolled into one. She’s never truly felt like a grandmother.” Pyper said and Harry nodded.
“Her food is pretty damn good.” Harry said making Pyper smile.
“She was a chef in France! She moved here when my Mum was born.”