Career in Jeopardy
Chapter 11
Darcy's bedroom
Darcy’s Pov:
I woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. With my eyes still closed I kicked the duvet off me wanting a few minutes of shut eye. I snuggled my head into my soft pillow only to jerk up as I realised yesterday’s events.
“Calm down.” A sleepy deep voice said behind me.
I turned around slightly in my sit up position and sure enough there was Harry. His chocolate brown curls were spread out on a pillow and his green eyes watched me lazily. I tried to ignore the chills that ran up my spine as he fondled with the ends of my hair that were lying loosely against my back.
“How long have you been awake?” I asked him rubbing my eyes to wipe away the sleepy dust.
“About an hour.” He replied sitting up.
My eyes flicked to his bare chest and greedily took in his abs and tattoos. I looked back up to his face and the smirk playing on his lip was evident enough that he noticed.
“What were you doing? Watching me?” I asked teasingly as my face burned in embarrassment.
“And what if I was?” Harry whispered as he scooted closer. His legs encircled me loosely giving me room to move away if I wanted to.
“Um well that what be um.” I mumbled as his face edged closer.
“I think you like that I watched you sleep.” He whispered his breath fanning my lips making me shiver. His eyes were now a dark emerald green.. and they were completely focused on me.
“Of course not.” I stuttered.
“Yes you do.” He said grinning.
“No I don’t.” I said defiantly as I crossed my arms over my chest.
He bent his head down and kissed the crook of my neck making me gasp at the sensation. He left trails of soft kisses up to my ear.
“If you admit it I’ll kiss you.” He purred into my ear I gripped the sheets but said nothing.
He pulled back and studied me closely. He bought his hand up and gently caressed my cheek before cupping it. “I might just kiss you anyway.” He whispered his eyes full of lust.
He leaned in and as soon as his lips brushed mine my eyes fluttered closed. He put more pressure onto my lips making me let out an involuntary moan. His hand that cupped my cheek moved to the back of my neck while his other hand trailed down and gripped my thigh. He gently pulled it over his hip making me fall into him. My hands fell to his shoulders and I gripped them tightly to resume my balance making him let out a low groan. His tongue swiped my lower lip as he bought my other thigh to his hip so I was straddling him. A sigh left my lips as his tongue massaged mine.
“Darcy?” A voice asked that was none other than my brother. A knock on the door followed his call. “Are you awake?
“I’ll be out in a minute Jules.” I said after I pried my lips away from Harry. I gently pushed him back and his head fell back on the pillows after an exaggerated flop.
“Ok. Can I watch tv?” he asked hopefully through the door.
“Yes.” I sighed. “Just keep to the kids channel.”
“Fine.” He grumbled.
After a few moments which were kept silent to make sure that Jules had left the door Harry sat up making me slide down from his hips to his lap.
“Now where were we?” Harry whispered smiling as he leant in for another kiss. I pushed him away and scrambled off his lap.
“I’m showering.” I announced.
Harry let out a groan.
I picked up my clothes and headed towards the door. “Can you not tell the kids you were sleeping in here?”
“Why?” Harry asked the corner of lips quirking up in a slight smile.
“Because I don’t want Jules in particular to think its ok.” I explained hurriedly hoping he wouldn’t make it too difficult on me.
“What about it wasn’t ok?” Harry asked smirking. He was now sitting on the edge of the bed and was leaning back on his hands. I tried to be oblivious to his bare chest.
“Harry.” I said warning and pleadingly.
“Fine, fine, fine.” He sighed smiling at me as he ran a hand through his unruly curly hair. “I won’t corrupt Jules into a mini me.”
“Thanks.” I said smiling.
On my way to the living room I poked my head into the living room to check on Jules who was watching Horrible Histories.
“Everything good?” I asked.
“Yep.” He called back his eyes not leaving the TV screen.
“Is your sister up?” I asked.
“No.”
“I’m going to shower ok?”
“Sure.” He said absently and turned up the tv volume.
bathroom
I sighed and walked to the bathroom where I quickly ran a brush through my hair, tied it into a low bun before scooping it all in a shower cap as I had no intentions of washing my hair that morning. As the jets of water of water trickled down my bodies I couldn’t help but let my mind wonder to Harry. Why couldn’t I stay away from him? I had kissed him every single time I saw him since the concert. He had kissed me first but I kissed him back each time. After realising that I had been in the shower longer than necessary I picked up my favourite body lotion Zoella Beauty Creamy Madly Dreamy Body Lotion (a/n it makes your skin so soft and makes it smell so good tbh) and then used my favourite DIY facial scrub which I rinsed off with cool water. When I stepped out of the shower I quickly patted dry my face then dried off the rest of my body as usual. I then put on my clothes, ran a brush through my hair which I then tied back into a ponytail. I then swiped on some baby lips and put on some mascara.
outfit
When I left the bathroom I heard voice coming from the kitchen. As I headed there pancakes filled the air and laughter filled my ears. As I entered I saw Harry by the cooker with Lilly perches on his left hip and then in his right hand he held a spatula and was flipping pancakes. Julian was sitting on the counter talking cheerily to Harry about football and the premier league.
kitchen
“Hey.” Harry greeted smiling. “Lilly woke up and they were both hungry so I made pancakes. Is that ok?”
“Yeah of course.” I said smiling taking a seat next to Jules on the counter.
“Harry?” Jules asked.
“Yes mate?” Harry asked turning around slightly from the frying pan.
“Did you sleep here last night?” Jules asked innocently.
Harry’s eyes flickered to mine. “Yeah I did.”
“Where?” Julian asked his forehead creasing in confusion. “You weren’t on the couch.”
“He slept in Frankie’s room as she went down to Devon with her partner Mark to visit his parents.” I quickly interrupted. “Don’t be so nosy.” I said nudging his shoulder jokingly.
“Right yeah.” Jules said blush rising up his cheeks. “Sorry Harry.”
“You’re alright mate, natural to be curious.” Harry said casually as he turned his attention back to his pancakes.
I felt bad lying to Jules but he was at the age where he started understanding and I didn’t want to confuse him or give him the wrong idea especially when I wasn’t sure if he would see Harry again.
20 minutes later I was loading the dishwasher.
“You have the weirdest pancake toppings I have ever seen.” Harry’s teasing voice said from behind me.
“There not weird.” I said defensively. “There just not, usual.”
Harry chuckled. “Raspberry jam, Nutella and golden syrup stack.” Harry said ticking off each topping with each of his fingers.
“You didn’t even try it.” I said crossing my arms.
“I’ll try it next time.” He promised the humor were still in his eyes.
He took a step towards me and I hopefully discreetly took a step back but my back hit the counter. “Thanks for not telling Jules I don’t want him getting the wrong idea about what’s right or wrong and I also don’t want him to tell my mum because she would get the wrong idea.” I rambled as I apologised.
“Its fine I understand.” He replied close enough now that I could feel his breath on my lips. “But won’t they know soon anyway?”
I had completely forgotten about the arrangement. How could I be so stupid?
“I guess.” I said finding my feet very interesting.
“Hey.” Harry said bringing my chin back up. “Sorry to bring it up.”
I shrugged. “It’s fine.”
I felt his lips brush mine but before he could deepen the kiss my phone went off.
“Sorry” I said pulling away.
I saw on the caller ID that it was my mother. “Hey mum.” I said. “How you feeling?”
“Better.” She replied shortly. “Thanks for taking the kids last night.”
“Of course anytime you know that.”
“Still.” She sighed. “Did you want to bring the kids back now? Just that Julians got homework to finish and Lilly's having a playmate round this afternoon.”
“Yeah ok I’ll drop them round in the next hour.”
“Thanks Darcy I’ll see you and the kids later.”
“Will do see you later mum.”
After pressing the end call button I looked up at Harry who was also staring at his own phone.
“I have to head off now apparently there is a TV interview or something.” Harry said looking up at me.
“Oh ok I guess that works well I have to drop the kids home anyway.”
Harry nodded.
“I er, guess I’ll see you tomorrow I guess.”
“Why specifically tomorrow?” I asked confused.
“That’s when the management are going to release us to the public.” He said bitterly.
“Oh right.” I said awkwardly.
He took a step towards me to shorten the distance and bought his hand up to cup my face. He leant in and his soft lips pressed softly against mine.
“Just know that this wasn’t arranged.” He whispered. “I’m going to say goodbye to the kids.”
“Ok.” I said not being able to say much else.
Taking one final glance at me he said “Bye Darcy,” quietly then left.
“Bye Harry.” I replied softly.
When he was gone my heart stopped banging and my butterflies that were constantly fluttering around him stopped.
After Harry left I walked into the guest bedroom and quickly packed up Julian’s and Lilly’s bags. When I walked out and I found them in the living room watching cbeebies Teletubbies.
Julian looked bored and was reading a football magazine but Lilly on the other hand looked perfectly entranced with the show. I whipped out my iPhone and quickly took a photo which I uploaded to Instagram and Twitter.
@DarcyF: Don’t underestimate these trouble makers #ilovethemreally
“Alright time to go.” I said walking through.
living room
After a few grumbles, mostly from Julian's end we were all in the car. I didn’t mind that he was grumbling because it meant he had mostly bounced back from yesterday. That’s the things with kids it just bounces right off of them, sometimes.
I sat in the front seat and thankfully my car decided to work and roared to life as I turned the key.
“Why can’t I sit in the front seat?” Julian grumbled.
“Because you’re not 12 years old or 135 cm tall.”
“But that’s not for another two years! “
“I guess you’ll just have to eat a load of veggies and you’ll shoot right up.” I smiled in the review mirror.
Having nothing more to say he crossed his arms and watched the passing traffic. Suppressing a chuckle I reached over and turned on the radio.
“This is One Direction.” Julian stated at the music.
“Oh yeah and how do we know that?” I asked.
“Because Harry gave me his album and I recognise the song.”
“Well I hope you said thank you but I didn’t know you were a fan?” I asked quizzically.
“I did and I’m not it’s too popy.” He said scrunching up his face.
“Then what are you going to do with it?”
A blush rose up his cheeks. “There’s this girl in my class called Vanessa and she says she likes it and it’s her birthday coming up.”
“Oh really?” I said raising an eyebrow.
“Don’t tell mum.” He begged.
I laughed. “I won’t I promise.”
He relaxed a bit against the seat. “Thank you.”
“So is that what you were talking to Harry about this morning?”
“Yes and football.”
“Did you defend your Arsenal tittle?” I asked jokingly.
“Of course. That guy has no taste in good football teams.”
“Who does he support?” I asked curiously.
“Chelsea.” He spat.
“Don’t spit Julian but your right that is a dodgy team.” (a/n you can support whoever you want this isn’t in the story to make you feel bad/judged/offended)
“I know!”
After dropping the kids off I headed back to the flat.
Soon my phone went off.
Sue.
“Sue hi.” I said faking enthusiasm.
“Miss Foster you haven’t faxed me the contract yet I need it today.”
“Right sorry I lost track of things.”
“Right well get on top of it I need it in the next hour if that’s possible.”
“Will do.” I sighed.
“This is important Miss Foster.”
“I know I’ll fax it to you in an hour.”
“Bye Miss Foster.”
“Bye Sue.”
Then the line went dead. I sat down at my desk in my room and opened up the laptop screen. I then clicked on the emailing containing the contract, printed it then sat on my bed and read it.
It had rules that I expected which were:
-Abide by the One Direction management and Darcy Fosters management
-We control what you wear together
-We decide location and attitude we control where you go and live for the next 10 months.
-You are not allowed to see anyone else for the remainder off the next 10 months
Rules that I didn’t expect were:
-If you break the contact you owe the other management £1,000,000
-This relationship has to save professional
-No sexual or physical activity is allowed between the two
-We decide what you do in public nothing over PG
I sighed. This contract was very bulletproof and black and white. If I signed this they own me for the next ten months. I wouldn’t even get to choose where I live they could ship me off to Brazil or America or even Australia if they wanted to but I had no choice but to sign it. I knew if I did nothing could happen with Harry even if I wanted it too which I didn’t did I? Of course I didn’t he probably just wanted to have sex with me he will probably stop once he reads this contract. I sighed again. What did they mean they get to decide what they do to us in public 'nothing over PG' I got up off my bed and made my way over to my desk I picked up a pen and before I could give it a second thought my hands were brushing the page as I did my messy scrawl of a signature. I quickly faxed it over to my management. I guess there is no going back now.
Darcy’s Pov:
I woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. With my eyes still closed I kicked the duvet off me wanting a few minutes of shut eye. I snuggled my head into my soft pillow only to jerk up as I realised yesterday’s events.
“Calm down.” A sleepy deep voice said behind me.
I turned around slightly in my sit up position and sure enough there was Harry. His chocolate brown curls were spread out on a pillow and his green eyes watched me lazily. I tried to ignore the chills that ran up my spine as he fondled with the ends of my hair that were lying loosely against my back.
“How long have you been awake?” I asked him rubbing my eyes to wipe away the sleepy dust.
“About an hour.” He replied sitting up.
My eyes flicked to his bare chest and greedily took in his abs and tattoos. I looked back up to his face and the smirk playing on his lip was evident enough that he noticed.
“What were you doing? Watching me?” I asked teasingly as my face burned in embarrassment.
“And what if I was?” Harry whispered as he scooted closer. His legs encircled me loosely giving me room to move away if I wanted to.
“Um well that what be um.” I mumbled as his face edged closer.
“I think you like that I watched you sleep.” He whispered his breath fanning my lips making me shiver. His eyes were now a dark emerald green.. and they were completely focused on me.
“Of course not.” I stuttered.
“Yes you do.” He said grinning.
“No I don’t.” I said defiantly as I crossed my arms over my chest.
He bent his head down and kissed the crook of my neck making me gasp at the sensation. He left trails of soft kisses up to my ear.
“If you admit it I’ll kiss you.” He purred into my ear I gripped the sheets but said nothing.
He pulled back and studied me closely. He bought his hand up and gently caressed my cheek before cupping it. “I might just kiss you anyway.” He whispered his eyes full of lust.
He leaned in and as soon as his lips brushed mine my eyes fluttered closed. He put more pressure onto my lips making me let out an involuntary moan. His hand that cupped my cheek moved to the back of my neck while his other hand trailed down and gripped my thigh. He gently pulled it over his hip making me fall into him. My hands fell to his shoulders and I gripped them tightly to resume my balance making him let out a low groan. His tongue swiped my lower lip as he bought my other thigh to his hip so I was straddling him. A sigh left my lips as his tongue massaged mine.
“Darcy?” A voice asked that was none other than my brother. A knock on the door followed his call. “Are you awake?
“I’ll be out in a minute Jules.” I said after I pried my lips away from Harry. I gently pushed him back and his head fell back on the pillows after an exaggerated flop.
“Ok. Can I watch tv?” he asked hopefully through the door.
“Yes.” I sighed. “Just keep to the kids channel.”
“Fine.” He grumbled.
After a few moments which were kept silent to make sure that Jules had left the door Harry sat up making me slide down from his hips to his lap.
“Now where were we?” Harry whispered smiling as he leant in for another kiss. I pushed him away and scrambled off his lap.
“I’m showering.” I announced.
Harry let out a groan.
I picked up my clothes and headed towards the door. “Can you not tell the kids you were sleeping in here?”
“Why?” Harry asked the corner of lips quirking up in a slight smile.
“Because I don’t want Jules in particular to think its ok.” I explained hurriedly hoping he wouldn’t make it too difficult on me.
“What about it wasn’t ok?” Harry asked smirking. He was now sitting on the edge of the bed and was leaning back on his hands. I tried to be oblivious to his bare chest.
“Harry.” I said warning and pleadingly.
“Fine, fine, fine.” He sighed smiling at me as he ran a hand through his unruly curly hair. “I won’t corrupt Jules into a mini me.”
“Thanks.” I said smiling.
On my way to the living room I poked my head into the living room to check on Jules who was watching Horrible Histories.
“Everything good?” I asked.
“Yep.” He called back his eyes not leaving the TV screen.
“Is your sister up?” I asked.
“No.”
“I’m going to shower ok?”
“Sure.” He said absently and turned up the tv volume.
bathroom
I sighed and walked to the bathroom where I quickly ran a brush through my hair, tied it into a low bun before scooping it all in a shower cap as I had no intentions of washing my hair that morning. As the jets of water of water trickled down my bodies I couldn’t help but let my mind wonder to Harry. Why couldn’t I stay away from him? I had kissed him every single time I saw him since the concert. He had kissed me first but I kissed him back each time. After realising that I had been in the shower longer than necessary I picked up my favourite body lotion Zoella Beauty Creamy Madly Dreamy Body Lotion (a/n it makes your skin so soft and makes it smell so good tbh) and then used my favourite DIY facial scrub which I rinsed off with cool water. When I stepped out of the shower I quickly patted dry my face then dried off the rest of my body as usual. I then put on my clothes, ran a brush through my hair which I then tied back into a ponytail. I then swiped on some baby lips and put on some mascara.
outfit
When I left the bathroom I heard voice coming from the kitchen. As I headed there pancakes filled the air and laughter filled my ears. As I entered I saw Harry by the cooker with Lilly perches on his left hip and then in his right hand he held a spatula and was flipping pancakes. Julian was sitting on the counter talking cheerily to Harry about football and the premier league.
kitchen
“Hey.” Harry greeted smiling. “Lilly woke up and they were both hungry so I made pancakes. Is that ok?”
“Yeah of course.” I said smiling taking a seat next to Jules on the counter.
“Harry?” Jules asked.
“Yes mate?” Harry asked turning around slightly from the frying pan.
“Did you sleep here last night?” Jules asked innocently.
Harry’s eyes flickered to mine. “Yeah I did.”
“Where?” Julian asked his forehead creasing in confusion. “You weren’t on the couch.”
“He slept in Frankie’s room as she went down to Devon with her partner Mark to visit his parents.” I quickly interrupted. “Don’t be so nosy.” I said nudging his shoulder jokingly.
“Right yeah.” Jules said blush rising up his cheeks. “Sorry Harry.”
“You’re alright mate, natural to be curious.” Harry said casually as he turned his attention back to his pancakes.
I felt bad lying to Jules but he was at the age where he started understanding and I didn’t want to confuse him or give him the wrong idea especially when I wasn’t sure if he would see Harry again.
20 minutes later I was loading the dishwasher.
“You have the weirdest pancake toppings I have ever seen.” Harry’s teasing voice said from behind me.
“There not weird.” I said defensively. “There just not, usual.”
Harry chuckled. “Raspberry jam, Nutella and golden syrup stack.” Harry said ticking off each topping with each of his fingers.
“You didn’t even try it.” I said crossing my arms.
“I’ll try it next time.” He promised the humor were still in his eyes.
He took a step towards me and I hopefully discreetly took a step back but my back hit the counter. “Thanks for not telling Jules I don’t want him getting the wrong idea about what’s right or wrong and I also don’t want him to tell my mum because she would get the wrong idea.” I rambled as I apologised.
“Its fine I understand.” He replied close enough now that I could feel his breath on my lips. “But won’t they know soon anyway?”
I had completely forgotten about the arrangement. How could I be so stupid?
“I guess.” I said finding my feet very interesting.
“Hey.” Harry said bringing my chin back up. “Sorry to bring it up.”
I shrugged. “It’s fine.”
I felt his lips brush mine but before he could deepen the kiss my phone went off.
“Sorry” I said pulling away.
I saw on the caller ID that it was my mother. “Hey mum.” I said. “How you feeling?”
“Better.” She replied shortly. “Thanks for taking the kids last night.”
“Of course anytime you know that.”
“Still.” She sighed. “Did you want to bring the kids back now? Just that Julians got homework to finish and Lilly's having a playmate round this afternoon.”
“Yeah ok I’ll drop them round in the next hour.”
“Thanks Darcy I’ll see you and the kids later.”
“Will do see you later mum.”
After pressing the end call button I looked up at Harry who was also staring at his own phone.
“I have to head off now apparently there is a TV interview or something.” Harry said looking up at me.
“Oh ok I guess that works well I have to drop the kids home anyway.”
Harry nodded.
“I er, guess I’ll see you tomorrow I guess.”
“Why specifically tomorrow?” I asked confused.
“That’s when the management are going to release us to the public.” He said bitterly.
“Oh right.” I said awkwardly.
He took a step towards me to shorten the distance and bought his hand up to cup my face. He leant in and his soft lips pressed softly against mine.
“Just know that this wasn’t arranged.” He whispered. “I’m going to say goodbye to the kids.”
“Ok.” I said not being able to say much else.
Taking one final glance at me he said “Bye Darcy,” quietly then left.
“Bye Harry.” I replied softly.
When he was gone my heart stopped banging and my butterflies that were constantly fluttering around him stopped.
After Harry left I walked into the guest bedroom and quickly packed up Julian’s and Lilly’s bags. When I walked out and I found them in the living room watching cbeebies Teletubbies.
Julian looked bored and was reading a football magazine but Lilly on the other hand looked perfectly entranced with the show. I whipped out my iPhone and quickly took a photo which I uploaded to Instagram and Twitter.
@DarcyF: Don’t underestimate these trouble makers #ilovethemreally
“Alright time to go.” I said walking through.
living room
After a few grumbles, mostly from Julian's end we were all in the car. I didn’t mind that he was grumbling because it meant he had mostly bounced back from yesterday. That’s the things with kids it just bounces right off of them, sometimes.
I sat in the front seat and thankfully my car decided to work and roared to life as I turned the key.
“Why can’t I sit in the front seat?” Julian grumbled.
“Because you’re not 12 years old or 135 cm tall.”
“But that’s not for another two years! “
“I guess you’ll just have to eat a load of veggies and you’ll shoot right up.” I smiled in the review mirror.
Having nothing more to say he crossed his arms and watched the passing traffic. Suppressing a chuckle I reached over and turned on the radio.
“This is One Direction.” Julian stated at the music.
“Oh yeah and how do we know that?” I asked.
“Because Harry gave me his album and I recognise the song.”
“Well I hope you said thank you but I didn’t know you were a fan?” I asked quizzically.
“I did and I’m not it’s too popy.” He said scrunching up his face.
“Then what are you going to do with it?”
A blush rose up his cheeks. “There’s this girl in my class called Vanessa and she says she likes it and it’s her birthday coming up.”
“Oh really?” I said raising an eyebrow.
“Don’t tell mum.” He begged.
I laughed. “I won’t I promise.”
He relaxed a bit against the seat. “Thank you.”
“So is that what you were talking to Harry about this morning?”
“Yes and football.”
“Did you defend your Arsenal tittle?” I asked jokingly.
“Of course. That guy has no taste in good football teams.”
“Who does he support?” I asked curiously.
“Chelsea.” He spat.
“Don’t spit Julian but your right that is a dodgy team.” (a/n you can support whoever you want this isn’t in the story to make you feel bad/judged/offended)
“I know!”
After dropping the kids off I headed back to the flat.
Soon my phone went off.
Sue.
“Sue hi.” I said faking enthusiasm.
“Miss Foster you haven’t faxed me the contract yet I need it today.”
“Right sorry I lost track of things.”
“Right well get on top of it I need it in the next hour if that’s possible.”
“Will do.” I sighed.
“This is important Miss Foster.”
“I know I’ll fax it to you in an hour.”
“Bye Miss Foster.”
“Bye Sue.”
Then the line went dead. I sat down at my desk in my room and opened up the laptop screen. I then clicked on the emailing containing the contract, printed it then sat on my bed and read it.
It had rules that I expected which were:
-Abide by the One Direction management and Darcy Fosters management
-We control what you wear together
-We decide location and attitude we control where you go and live for the next 10 months.
-You are not allowed to see anyone else for the remainder off the next 10 months
Rules that I didn’t expect were:
-If you break the contact you owe the other management £1,000,000
-This relationship has to save professional
-No sexual or physical activity is allowed between the two
-We decide what you do in public nothing over PG
I sighed. This contract was very bulletproof and black and white. If I signed this they own me for the next ten months. I wouldn’t even get to choose where I live they could ship me off to Brazil or America or even Australia if they wanted to but I had no choice but to sign it. I knew if I did nothing could happen with Harry even if I wanted it too which I didn’t did I? Of course I didn’t he probably just wanted to have sex with me he will probably stop once he reads this contract. I sighed again. What did they mean they get to decide what they do to us in public 'nothing over PG' I got up off my bed and made my way over to my desk I picked up a pen and before I could give it a second thought my hands were brushing the page as I did my messy scrawl of a signature. I quickly faxed it over to my management. I guess there is no going back now.
Notes
Hey guys
over the past 11 days i have been on a school camp for three days and sick for the rest. How fun. Apparently a girl on the camp got whopping cough and I've just been to the docters to see if i do have it plus i have exams next week.
I'm sorry this chapter is just a filler and not even a good one to say the least!
With the football stuff i don't mean American football or Australia Football that's other wise known as AFL. I mean Football so soccer if thats what you call it. When it comes to the teams I am talking about the English premier league.
I am obviously an Arsenal supporter. :D
With links they are the same as they are on the Chapter 1 except for Darcy's bedroom I though t you guys would want a refresher as i was referring to the rooms so often!
I hoped you like even though i know it wasn't my best work! I think I'm going to fast pace this story a bit more as I don't want you to get bored.
This story is 119 pages long which was a bit of shock that I had wrote that much!
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6/14/15