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Hello, Darcy.

Mr. Styles.

I dressed in a black fit skater dress and slipped along some black ballet flats. I figured that I would dress decent for tonight, who knows maybe Harry might take me to a posh restaurant. After all he is Harry Styles, right? Former member of the worlds most popular boy-band. That makes me wonder how many girls fancied Harry and the other boys, since there was 5 of them- *RIIIIIIIIING* My thoughts were interrupted when my phone began to ring. I saw Harry's name flash on the screen. It took me a while, almost 8 rings when I finally answered. "Hello?"

"Darcy, I'm here in the front now." He said. I could tell by his voice he was happy, almost as if I can imagine him smiling.

"Alright, Um-I'll be down in a second." I said quickly and hung up. I thought about my Mum, and she doesn't know that I'm going to be out with Harry. I mean she wouldn't mind right? It's Harry who I'm with anyways, besides she wanted me to spend more time with him. I opened the door carefully and silently, but the creaks made me fail at that. Although thank goodness Mum didn't hear, she was probably watching some soap opera right now with a box of tissues in her hand. Whenever she was stressed, that was all she did, it was her way of "relaxing".

I tiptoed downstairs on the wooden stairs, hoping the tiny heels of the flats wouldn't click or tap loudly on the ground. I sighed in relief and put a hand over my nervous racing heart,as I finally made it down the last step. I still tiptoed down the hall and finally to the door. I got a wiff of fresh air as soon as I swung the door open, making me smile. I then saw the same old range rover parked in the front of the house with the curly headed man. I smiled awkwardly as I closed the door, and walked over to his car. As I almost made it, his lightly-tinted windows on the passenger seat rolled down. "Hello, Love!" He smiled and got out. I was about to lay a hand on the car handle- "No No No! Let me get that for you!" He said and jogged over to my side, and opened the door.

"Thanks." I smiled. He smiled in return and jogged back on over to his side. He started the engine, as I turned on the radio. 'Lego House' by Ed Sheeran started to play. I smiled as we started driving. "I love this song." I said.

"Oh yeah?" Harry chuckled and looked over to me.

"Yeah, it's one of his songs I adore loads." I said.

"You know, Ed and I used to be good friends, still are." He said. I widened my eyes. "Really, how- wait, You're from One Direction. That's how." I pointed it out. He pursed his lips and nodded. "Yup." He said, popping the 'p' loudly.

"You know this song just came out when you were born." He suddenly blurted out. I could tell he quickly regretted the words that just splatted out of his mouth.

"Right." I said, pretending not to care. "So where are we going?" I asked quickly changing the subject.

"Well I thought I'd take you out ot McDonalds and that kind of junk, but since You and I are going out I thought I'd treat you out for something fancy, in London." He said. Wow, London. The last time I went there was my 7th grade fieldtrip. I knew it, he would take me to a fancy place. I honestly wouldn't mind McDonalds, but okay.

"Figured." I muttered.

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I'm surprised Mum hasn't called me yet, and it's been an hour since we've left nor have we yet arrived in London yet. "So how far is London?" I asked.

"About an hour from your place, are you already starving?" He chuckled.

"No, just wondering." I said.

"You've never been to London?" He asked.

"I have, for 7th grade fieldtrip." I said.

"The city is really beautiful, it's the city your Mum and I met." He said. I swear I thought I saw a twinkle sparkle in his eye when he said that. Was he still lusting over my Mum- "Speaking of your Mum, does she know you're with me?" He asked. My eyes slightly widened.

"Eh-Well-Um, not exactly." I stuttered nervously.

"What? Won't she freak out?" He asked a little nervous.

"I guess you can say I somewhat snuck out." I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"It's a long story." I paused. "I'll tell you when we get to the place."

"Well, alright?" He said, slightly looking confused with his scrunched eyebrows.

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We stopped in front of a fancy looking place. This must be the restaurant.

"We're here!" He said excitingly. I chuckled, it was funny. He was excited as if he were a little kid at a sweet shop.

"Finally." I muttered quietly, hoping he wouldn't hear.

"Sounds like someone was starving." He laughed. Crap, he heard. "No, cause my arse has been seated too long that it hurts." I said.

He chuckled and shook his head.

We walked towards the glass door, as he opened for me. We both walked in. "Hello, sir." The waiter greeted from behind the counter. "Reservation for Harry Styles and Darcy Paige." Harry said politely. "Ahh, yes. Mr. Styles, this way please." The waiter said and motioned his hand for us to follow him. I noticed the place was lightly-dimmed and there were loads of rich people here, hosting parties. I felt like an outside here, as if a dress and ballet flats weren't enough for this place. I continued walking until the waiter pointed out the little table in front of us. Harry came over to my side and helped me in my seat. "Thanks." I smiled as he walked over to his seat. "Quite a nice place." I said.

"Sure is." He smiled and handed me the menu from his side as I grabbed it. "What would you like, Darcy?" He asked.

I scanned over the menu, I could tell this was a french restaurant. I couldn't even pronounce one thing here. "Names for the food sound difficult for what's just going to end up in the toilet anyways." I said.

A chuckle escaped his mouth. "What do you usually get here? Pretty sure you eat here alot." I said. Just when Harry was about to say something, the waiter came back.

"Alright, can I take your orders?" He asked.

Harry nodded. "I will get the escargot and the steak and chips." He said. "Alright." The waiter said as he wrote down what Harry said. "And you, young lady?" He asked. "I'll have the same." I said. "Except for the escargot." The waiter nodded. "And what would you both like to drink?" He asked. "I'll have red wine." Harry said. "Water." I said. "Okay, I'll be back with your food in 15 minutes." He said and took our menus.

"So Darcy, tell me why you 'somewhat' snuck out of the house." He said. Shit, I was hoping he'd forget.

"Told you it's a long story." I said, fidgeting with my hands.

"I have time." He smiled.
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Well thank the Lord he was too busy and caught up with his food, he forgot about it.

"I'm sorry if you didn't enjoy the dinner, once the waiter gets here we can go out to get some ice cream or something." He said solely. By the look of his face, I saw the pity masked over. As much as he enjoyed this fancy dinner, I enjoyed it a little bit. I'm thankful for it. "No, it's fine honestly." I smiled. "I honestly liked it." "Are you still up for some ice cream though?" He asked curiously. "If you are." I said. "Great, cause there's this one parlor that sells the best ice cr-" "Sorry to interrupt, but here's your bill Mr. Styles." The waiter said politely, slinging a velvet red towel over his shoulder and placing a little black tray on the table. Harry immediately reached into his pocket and grabbed out a snakeskin leather wallet, pulling out a shiny black card with silver letters engraved on it. "There you go Serge." He said. Serge, that was the waiters name now. "I'll be back." Serge smiled. Harry's attention turned back to me. "Yeah, I guess you know the rest." He chuckled. Serge came back with Harry's card a receipt for him to sign. "There you go Mr.Styles and Ms. Darcy, have a wonderful evening and I hope you enjoyed your dinner." He smiled and walked back on over to the counter. "Darcy, I'm going to the loo real quick." He said quite embarassed. "Wait here, yeah?" He asked. I nodded and just sat there awkwardly with my eyes roaming around the place while Harry got up and walked over to the front. While observing the place I noticed the thin white receipt on Harry's side of the table. I quickly snatched it and scanned it. My eyes widened at the total. 319.39. "Whoa." I whispered a little to loud. I could already feed half the country with this dinner. Harry surely does live the luxurious life. "Ready?" A voice asked, making me jump a little in my seat. I looked up to see those familiar mop of curls. "Yeah." I said. Just when we both got to the exit I felt my phone vibrate. I clicked my phone on to see 25 missed calls from Mum, crap. I quickly turned off my phone. I didn't feel like facing her right now, I'm sort of having a good time with Harry, and I didn't want to be yelled at right now nor give an explanation as to why I snuck out. ------------------------------------------------------------------- We both arrived at this little sketchy building. "Hyde's Ice Cream". White walls and pink letters. "Yes, no line!" He cheered. "Someone's a little too excited for ice cream." I laughed. "Haven't had any in a while, actually." He said. "How long is in a while?" I asked. "2 days ago." He shrugged. I chuckled. "Hello, welcome to Hyde's Ice Cream, what can I get you today?" A girl a nasally voice and long blonde hair tied up into a pony tail, tucked into a pink Hyde's Ice Cream hat. "I'll get the double brownie fudge in a cup, please." He said politely. Harry's head and hers turned to my direction, and I haven't quite scanned the menu for I was looking around the whole place. I honestly couldn't get enough of it. "I'll get what he's getting." I smiled awkwardly. "Alright, that will be 3.19." She said. Harry took out his card and handed it too her. "Alrighty, here's your card and I'll be back with your sweets." She smiled and went to the back counter and began scooping.

Harry and I took our seats by the window, it was already 10:30. Damn, I've been caught up with all of this that I haven't kept track of time. "Two double fudge brownie cups!" The girl called out. "Np, I'll get them." Harry said as I was about to get up. I sat there distinctively, looking out into the city. Just a few miles away, I could see the Big Ben if I squinted. "Here you go Madam." I looked up to see Harry smiling like crazy, I could tell he was excited with his ice cream. Such a lad. "Thanks." I smiled.

I was swirling my spoon around, trying to get the perfect amount. As I was about to engulf the chocolate delicacy, I saw Harry watching me entently. "What?" I asked. "We're you watching me this whole time?" He laughed. "I want to see your first reaction to this." He said. "It's just ice cream, lad." I said nonchalantly and shoved the chocolate covered spoon into my mouth, but before I could protest, the rich chocolate melted perfectly into my mouth. "Wow." I said as my eyes widened. "What did I tell you." Harry chuckled pointing his spoon at me and taking a spoon as well. "Oh." He said as he took out his phone from his back pocket. "It's your mum." He said. "Oh, that's right...you didn't tell you 'snuck out'." He chuckled. "That's the point of sneaking out." I said bluntly. "Don't worry, I won't answer." He said. I sighed in relief. "But... you still need to tell me why you and your Mum were arguing, don't think I forgot now kiddo." He continued. My face grew in disappointment. "I told you it's a long story." I argued. "And I told you I still have time." He said straight forward. "Come on Darcy, you have to open up to me someho-"

"Why should I open up to you when I barely even know you." I snapped. I had my point there.

"Because I'm your Dad, Darcy." He said, his voice a little higher. Thankfully, the girl was at the backroom now, we would've gotten kicked out by yelling at eachother.

"Yeah, the Dad that I barely knew nor even knew at all. You want to know why Mum and I argued earlier? It was because of you. Never in a million years would I ever think that I would meet my Dad, why? Because Mum never mentioned you." I argued. His face fell into disappointment, when the words 'Mum never mentioned you' was spilled out of my mouth.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly and pushed his cup of ice cream further away from him.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why, what?" He asked.

"Why now, out of all 16 years you finally come back?" I asked. My voice shaking at the end as I felt tears slowly started to flood my eyes.

"Dar-"

"Was it because of your career? Was it because if I ever showed up on the media, I'd ruin it-

"Darcy, No-

"Is that why you waited 16 years later?" I snapped.

"Darcy, just hear me out will you?!" He yelled. I could see the veins popping through his neck, he was furious.

"Of course I wanted you to see you, you're my daughter. Things we're just complicated back then, and-and I wasn't ready to be a father Darcy, but when your mother contacted me about an important matter, I just had to force myself to be a Dad." He said softly.

"Force yourself? Why even bother then?" I asked.

"I told you Darcy, it's an important matter, only something your Mum and I know." He explained.

"Why can't I know?" I complained.

"You will soon, but now you're just too young to understand the situation." He said.
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The whole car ride home was silent, no words were exchanged and honestly there wasn't anything really to be said anymore.

"We're here." Harry said as he stopped the car in front of the house.

"I'm sorry for ruining your night, Harry. Goodbye." I said and got out.

"Darcy, you didn't ruin my night." He paused. "I'm happy you agreed to spend some time with me today." He smiled. I returned a smile back. "Goodnight." He said. I shut the door and he drove off slowly.

There were no lights on, and I felt a sigh of relief, I couldn't face my Mum right now. I'm basically knackered from this night. "Shit." I muttered as I forgot my key, but then remembered the extra key Mum always leaves under the rug. I found the gold key and began opening the door silently. The whole place was so dark. I got in and shut the door quietly. Just as I was about to turn around, the lights flicked on.

"DARCY?!"

Notes

Sorry for the somewhat long update, I actually wrote this when I was in my sisters office lol there may be a few errors, but once I am done writing this, I will clearly edit it :) Enjoy <333

Comments

This is SOOOOOOOO good! You are a true diamond in the rough. Can't wait to see what happens next.

Oh my freakin' God. This is sooo good. You're such a GREAT writer!!! The storyline is also perfect. Just keep up this amazing work, and I can't wait for more! :) xoxo Ivett :)

Ivett Ivett
8/14/14

@harrysbeanie94
Thank you babe! Darcy won't be a bitch any longer or so in the last 5 chapters ;) *hint* *hint*

Vanessa6143 Vanessa6143
4/7/14

WHHHHYYYYY :( i'm literally sobbing . but i feel really bad for alex like why she gotta be such a bitch to him ? :( i love this story though .(:

@Ana Victoria Styles
You'll see soon xx

Vanessa6143 Vanessa6143
2/1/14