Hello, Darcy.
The Talk.
"Did you have a good time?" Mum asked taking a sip from her tea.
"Yeah, much better than I expected." I joked. She placed her cup down to her lap, followed by a confused expression on her face.
"What do you mean much better than expected?" She asked curiously.
"Nothing-well, at first I thought they wouldn’t accept me nor like me at all, but turns out they’re all sweet, especially Grandma." I smiled.
"Of course they’d be sweet Darcy, especially Anne of course." She chuckled. "She was more like my bestfriend the whole time I was pregnant with you, but I had to cut off contact with her at some point."
"Why?" I asked. "Why did you stop talking to her?"
"Well, I didn’t want it to seem like I was always with her to try and chase after your Dad." She said.
"Well, either way Grandma still misses you." I smiled. She smiled back.
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I was walking down the hall back to the waiting room when I bumped into a tall figure. "Crap, I’m sorr-"
"Darcy?" The familiar voice asked. I looked back up to see those big brown beautiful eyes, and my heart immediately started racing fast. My cheeks began to feel hot, I could tell I was already blushing crimson red. "Ryan." I smiled.
"Long time no see, eh?" He joked.
"It’s only been a day." I chuckled. He bit his lip, along with his killer laugh. I felt nothing but excitement in me. This feeling was different, almost as if I wanted him.
"Feels long enough for me not to see your pretty face." He smiled. I felt myself blush even more as if I was going to explode any minute. I was speechless for a brief moment, I mean I didn't know what to say to him, I wasn't good with flirting back.
"You're too sweet." I slightly stuttered.
"I try." He joked. "Listen Darcy, I know it's only been two days since we've met, but I was wondering maybe if you'd like to go out on a date with me, you know try to get to know eachother."
"That-I- Sounds great." I smiled as I slid my hands into my pocket.
"Is tomorrow night good, 7:30? It's my only day off-"
"It's perfect." I smiled. He suddenly reached into his pocket, and pulled out a bright-folded-yellow sticky note and handed it to me. I smiled gladly, and confidently reached out for the paper. I unfolded the paper to see his number written. "Do you have a pen with you?" I asked. He nodded and pulled out a pen from beneath white lab coat, and handed it to me. I drabbled my number on the back of the paper and handed it to him, earning a confused look from him.
"I want you to call me." I said, trying my hardest to talk in a flirtatious voice. He chuckled and folded the paper back into his pocket.
"Great well uh, I have to get back to work... see you around." He said.
"Bye." I said. I quickly turned around as we parted ways. My face was probably the brightest shade of red. My hands were sweating. Play it cool, Darc. I wiped my hands over my jeans to get rid of the nervous sweat. "Ugh." I muttered, continuing to wipe them.
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"Saw Ryan again, did you?" Harry smirked, mischeviously.
"Came to spy on me again?" I asked, slumping down the chair.
"No, it's just your face is the brightest shade of red I've ever seen." He chuckled.
"Well if you want information, he asked me out on a date." I said, slightly excited, trying to play it cool.
"Did he now?" He asked, sarcastically happy.
"Yup, tomorrow night." I smiled confidently.
"As in tuesday? I thought that date nights are usually on a Friday night?" He asked.
"Well, tomorrow is his only day off." I said.
"Right, oh yes that's right." He paused, bringing his hand up to his chin. "Where are you both going?"
"I have no idea." I admitted, looking up to the ceiling, already trying to figure out where Ryan will take me.
"Well if you need a chaperone, I'm alwa-"
"No thank you Harry." I said, patting his shoulder. "Besides, I'm almost at the legal age."
"Yeah, in one year... I don't know if I trust my daughter with some guy she just met today." He said sternly.
"Oh God, are you going to start acting like one of those strict parents?" I asked. "And I met him two days ago, Harry."
"Same thing, and yes I will if he starts messing his hands around yo-"
"Harry!" I scolded.
"Sorry Darcy, I just want you to be careful." He said.
"I will, I promise." I smiled.
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It's only been yesterday, and I already feel excited for tonight. I basically raided my whole closet looking for something nice to wear. Seems like I have already picked out something, though. I grabbed out a black and white, mixed with gray floral dress with thin straps. I don't really remember buying this dress, maybe Mum got it for me sometime. I paired it with a slouchy olive green cardigan. Along with my black patent flats. The outfit wasn't too fancy nor boring. Just casual.
I walked downstairs to get a little snack, and as I crossed the living room, I saw Harry sitting down on the couch reading a newspaper. I quickly dashed into the kitchen and grabbed an apple on the counter. I began walking fast and quietly up the stairs- "Darcy!" He said.
I walked back down sluggishly to where he sat and just stood there, I took a bite out of the juicy red apple as I waited for him to talk as he placed the newspaper down on the table. "You called?" I asked curiously, still chewing the apple.
"Yes, now sit down." He said in a posh voice. I slowly walked over to the sofa across from him, suspiciously thinking of what's going on.
"You have a date tonight am I correct?" He asked, still in a manner of that posh voice.
"Yes?" I said, hestitantly. He started to clear his throat as he pulled out a pair of glasses from his pocket, they could be fake for all I know. Only using that prop for this manner.
"Okay, what's going on?" I asked.
"I Harry Styles, your father am going to give you the "talk"" He said, air quoting talk. "As your parent, I am going to give you some parental advice."
"Okay Harry, I can't take you seriously if you're going to talk like that." I said sternly.
"Alright, alright." He said, placing the glasses on the coffee table. "Darcy Marie Paige, I am going to give you the talk."
"About?" I asked.
"It's about Ryan." He said. I rolled my eyes as I slumped back into the couch, folding my arms. "Now Darc, at your age and at Ryan's age...you know that teens are very hormonal at this stage."
I started to feel uncomfortable about the situation, and began to shift in my seat. I stayed silent while Harry kept ranting on.
"Now what do you teens call it?" He paused, scratching his chin for an answer. "Abstinence, yes."
"Now I won't say much but all I will say Darcy is that if he ever tries to touch you in an uncomfortable manner, I want for you to stop him alright? And if he ever tries to take things with you to the next level, and you're not comfortable with it, just walk away." He stated.
"Right." I said, nodding my head.
"Just remember Darcy, no glove no love." He finally blurted out. I felt myself gag on the inside.
"You're so embarassing." I said, taking a bite of out the apple once again. I got up from my seat and started to walk up the stairs, leaving Harry in the living room.
"YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME!" He shouted.
"Yeah, much better than I expected." I joked. She placed her cup down to her lap, followed by a confused expression on her face.
"What do you mean much better than expected?" She asked curiously.
"Nothing-well, at first I thought they wouldn’t accept me nor like me at all, but turns out they’re all sweet, especially Grandma." I smiled.
"Of course they’d be sweet Darcy, especially Anne of course." She chuckled. "She was more like my bestfriend the whole time I was pregnant with you, but I had to cut off contact with her at some point."
"Why?" I asked. "Why did you stop talking to her?"
"Well, I didn’t want it to seem like I was always with her to try and chase after your Dad." She said.
"Well, either way Grandma still misses you." I smiled. She smiled back.
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I was walking down the hall back to the waiting room when I bumped into a tall figure. "Crap, I’m sorr-"
"Darcy?" The familiar voice asked. I looked back up to see those big brown beautiful eyes, and my heart immediately started racing fast. My cheeks began to feel hot, I could tell I was already blushing crimson red. "Ryan." I smiled.
"Long time no see, eh?" He joked.
"It’s only been a day." I chuckled. He bit his lip, along with his killer laugh. I felt nothing but excitement in me. This feeling was different, almost as if I wanted him.
"Feels long enough for me not to see your pretty face." He smiled. I felt myself blush even more as if I was going to explode any minute. I was speechless for a brief moment, I mean I didn't know what to say to him, I wasn't good with flirting back.
"You're too sweet." I slightly stuttered.
"I try." He joked. "Listen Darcy, I know it's only been two days since we've met, but I was wondering maybe if you'd like to go out on a date with me, you know try to get to know eachother."
"That-I- Sounds great." I smiled as I slid my hands into my pocket.
"Is tomorrow night good, 7:30? It's my only day off-"
"It's perfect." I smiled. He suddenly reached into his pocket, and pulled out a bright-folded-yellow sticky note and handed it to me. I smiled gladly, and confidently reached out for the paper. I unfolded the paper to see his number written. "Do you have a pen with you?" I asked. He nodded and pulled out a pen from beneath white lab coat, and handed it to me. I drabbled my number on the back of the paper and handed it to him, earning a confused look from him.
"I want you to call me." I said, trying my hardest to talk in a flirtatious voice. He chuckled and folded the paper back into his pocket.
"Great well uh, I have to get back to work... see you around." He said.
"Bye." I said. I quickly turned around as we parted ways. My face was probably the brightest shade of red. My hands were sweating. Play it cool, Darc. I wiped my hands over my jeans to get rid of the nervous sweat. "Ugh." I muttered, continuing to wipe them.
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"Saw Ryan again, did you?" Harry smirked, mischeviously.
"Came to spy on me again?" I asked, slumping down the chair.
"No, it's just your face is the brightest shade of red I've ever seen." He chuckled.
"Well if you want information, he asked me out on a date." I said, slightly excited, trying to play it cool.
"Did he now?" He asked, sarcastically happy.
"Yup, tomorrow night." I smiled confidently.
"As in tuesday? I thought that date nights are usually on a Friday night?" He asked.
"Well, tomorrow is his only day off." I said.
"Right, oh yes that's right." He paused, bringing his hand up to his chin. "Where are you both going?"
"I have no idea." I admitted, looking up to the ceiling, already trying to figure out where Ryan will take me.
"Well if you need a chaperone, I'm alwa-"
"No thank you Harry." I said, patting his shoulder. "Besides, I'm almost at the legal age."
"Yeah, in one year... I don't know if I trust my daughter with some guy she just met today." He said sternly.
"Oh God, are you going to start acting like one of those strict parents?" I asked. "And I met him two days ago, Harry."
"Same thing, and yes I will if he starts messing his hands around yo-"
"Harry!" I scolded.
"Sorry Darcy, I just want you to be careful." He said.
"I will, I promise." I smiled.
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It's only been yesterday, and I already feel excited for tonight. I basically raided my whole closet looking for something nice to wear. Seems like I have already picked out something, though. I grabbed out a black and white, mixed with gray floral dress with thin straps. I don't really remember buying this dress, maybe Mum got it for me sometime. I paired it with a slouchy olive green cardigan. Along with my black patent flats. The outfit wasn't too fancy nor boring. Just casual.
I walked downstairs to get a little snack, and as I crossed the living room, I saw Harry sitting down on the couch reading a newspaper. I quickly dashed into the kitchen and grabbed an apple on the counter. I began walking fast and quietly up the stairs- "Darcy!" He said.
I walked back down sluggishly to where he sat and just stood there, I took a bite out of the juicy red apple as I waited for him to talk as he placed the newspaper down on the table. "You called?" I asked curiously, still chewing the apple.
"Yes, now sit down." He said in a posh voice. I slowly walked over to the sofa across from him, suspiciously thinking of what's going on.
"You have a date tonight am I correct?" He asked, still in a manner of that posh voice.
"Yes?" I said, hestitantly. He started to clear his throat as he pulled out a pair of glasses from his pocket, they could be fake for all I know. Only using that prop for this manner.
"Okay, what's going on?" I asked.
"I Harry Styles, your father am going to give you the "talk"" He said, air quoting talk. "As your parent, I am going to give you some parental advice."
"Okay Harry, I can't take you seriously if you're going to talk like that." I said sternly.
"Alright, alright." He said, placing the glasses on the coffee table. "Darcy Marie Paige, I am going to give you the talk."
"About?" I asked.
"It's about Ryan." He said. I rolled my eyes as I slumped back into the couch, folding my arms. "Now Darc, at your age and at Ryan's age...you know that teens are very hormonal at this stage."
I started to feel uncomfortable about the situation, and began to shift in my seat. I stayed silent while Harry kept ranting on.
"Now what do you teens call it?" He paused, scratching his chin for an answer. "Abstinence, yes."
"Now I won't say much but all I will say Darcy is that if he ever tries to touch you in an uncomfortable manner, I want for you to stop him alright? And if he ever tries to take things with you to the next level, and you're not comfortable with it, just walk away." He stated.
"Right." I said, nodding my head.
"Just remember Darcy, no glove no love." He finally blurted out. I felt myself gag on the inside.
"You're so embarassing." I said, taking a bite of out the apple once again. I got up from my seat and started to walk up the stairs, leaving Harry in the living room.
"YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME!" He shouted.
This is SOOOOOOOO good! You are a true diamond in the rough. Can't wait to see what happens next.
7/7/15