"Mr. Styles?" The Doctor called from Mum's room. Harry and I stood up from our seats and preceeded over to him.

"Mr. Harry Styles and Darcy Paige,am I correct?" He asked lowering his glasses down to the bridge of his nose while still holding the wooden clip board. "I'm doctor Ravenberg." He smiled. "How's she doing Doctor?" Harry asked curiously and quickly, slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Well there's nothing to update you about as of right now Harry, everything is pretty much stable, Ms. Paige looks like she's getting back on the right track." He smiled, checking off things on his clip board. I felt a sigh of relief wave over me as I looked over to Harry who's eyes were twinkling along with a bright smile.

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"I'm gonna grab a snack at the vending machine, do you want anything?" I asked Harry as I got up.

"No thanks darling, I'm fine." He smiled. I swear, he's been smiling like this for hours I'd say, and he wouldn't quit reaching into his pocket playing around with some object. Weird I'd say.

" 'right, suit yourself." I chuckled. I walked over to the machine in the hallway. I reached into my pocket and grabbed out a few pounds. I hadn't decided whether I wanted crips or sweets. Crap, should've thought of that before I came here. I'd basically hold up the line now, but thankfully as I turned around there was no one. After about 5 minutes of deciding, I chose to get myself a nice little milky bar. I straightened out the bill nicely, and inserted it. "B...4..." I muttered as I clicked the buttons. As the bar was about to fall down, it somehow got stuck in between the spiral slots. "Crap." I muttered and looked around again to see if there was anyone. Alone again. I hesistated for a moment, hoping the camera's wouldn't see me, but whatever I guess. With force, I kicked the machine as hard as I can and finally the sweet delicacy fell. I quickly reached in to grab it and walked back to the waiting room.

While walking down the hall I decided to pay Mum a quick visit, even though the last time I saw her t'was about 15 minutes ago. As I approached her room I heard low mumbles, but as I got nearer I heard the conversations. I decided to be a little snoop and press my ear close to the wall a little farther from the door, trying not to be seen. Mum and Harry were conversating.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Mum chuckled. A smile made its way on my face as I heard Mum's laugh.

Harry cleared his throat. "Olivia, honestly..." He paused. "I've been waiting for this moment, since forever basically." His voice started to shake as if he were starting to cry. "I know I left you and Darcy hanging for 17 years, and I feel so much shame and guilt over me for leaving the most important people of my life. I honestly though that I would loose you both forever. I know what I did was wrong, but Olivia not once have I ever looked or touched another woman after what I did to you, because I loved you, and I still do. You're still the most beautiful lady I've ever laid my eyes on, I admire you so much, and I'm literally the luckiest person to have the most beautiful child with you. I know I've made mistakes in the past, but that's made me who I am today. I know it's a little too late now, and I've probably spent more time picking out the ring that making this speech to you. You just make me speechless, Liv. I love you so much, will you marry me?"

I heard Mum gasp, and I quickly stepped foot into the door to see Harry holding out a velvet red box, kneeling in front of Mum's bed. That was the object he was fiddling with in his pocket. No words were trying to escape my mouth as I held my hand over my mouth, shocked. But honestly... I was happy. For a brief time, they had their moment and I guess they didn't notice I was here or maybe they purposely ignored me to enjoy their moment.

As I was about to leave the doorway, my feet shuffled, almost making me trip. Suddenly two heads with wide eyes snapped at me. "DARCY?!" Harry coughed awkwardly. "You-uh-" I quickly ran to both of them, the happy tears streaming down my face as we all joined in together in a hug. Just like family. We were a family now.

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"Erm, I'm sorry I didn't ask for your Mother's hand in marriage." He slightly smirked, crossing his legs.

"It's alright, you do what you gotta do there bud." I chuckled. He chuckled along with me. "Darcy, as much as I have basically everything I wanted in the past... I honestly didn't, because I didn't have you two beautiful ladies in my life, and I couldn't possibly be happy as much as I am now." He smiled. I smiled and nodded. I wasn't the type of affectionate person nor the corny type, so I just smiled awkwardly, trying to break the moment.

"I'm going to make a trip to the loo." I giggled embarassingly. I didn't really need to go take a wee, honestly I just wanted to get away from the little corny Harry Styles. I walked down the hall. Since it was empty, I wasn't quite being careful and didn't bother looking up as I just watched my feet walk. Suddenly, as I looked up I bumped into a hardrock figure, and papers flying everywhere. "Crap, I'm so-so sorry!" I said as I quickly got down and picked up every sheet trying not to look up for I was blushing furiously. "I honestly didn't mean-" "Don't apologize, it's alright." The person said. I gathered all the papers, as I looked up my gaze was caught in the midst of brown eyes, and a curved smile. I quickly shot myself up. "Sorry about that again, I'm really clumsy." I said, with my voice shaking. I hadn't realized that my heart was racing and beating fast, my cheeks felt hot as for a brief moment we stared at eachother. I quickly lowered my head onto the papers I was still holding onto, they were lab results. I quickly looked back up again, maybe I was getting a little crazy from the corny-ness, and that I was imagining this young handsome boy could be a 60 year old Doctor.

"Don't worry, I'm not 60." He chuckled. God he can read my mind. I smiled awkwardly. "Do you work here?" I asked, finally getting myself to speak something proper.

"I'm actually an intern for the spring time." He smiled. I looked back at the papers again. "Impressive." I nodded and handed them to him. "What brings you here?" He asked. I felt my heart drop down as to the thought of Mum. "My Mum." I quickly muttered. He raised an eyebrow, I could tell he was asking for more info. But I guess my 'somewhat' defensive pity look made him realize and think. "Oh- God- I'm so sorry." He stuttered, scratching the back of his neck.

"It's fine honestly, just still sulking about it." I softly said. There was a brief silence of us just standing.

"I see that you have to use the loo?" He chuckled. I instantly looked up to see him blushing when he said that, making me blush crimson red. "Yeah." I said hesitantly, chuckling. "Looks like you have to go back to work." He nodded and instantly held out his hand. "I'm Ryan." He smiled. God that smile. "Darcy." I said back, and slowly reached out for his hand, but by the minute our hands brushed over eachother, I felt something unusual in the air, some sort of weird tension. "I'll see you around, yeah?" He asked. I nodded and smiled back. "See you."

As soon was we passed by eachother opposite ways, I quickly rushed into the ladies room and slumped back onto the door. My heart was still racing like crazy, never had I in a million years felt like this over a boy. Am I going crazy? Am I falling smitten? The feeling is indescribable. There's something Ryan...

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I walked back over to Harry, who seems as if he's curious of what just happened. "You alright?" He asked curiously, as I slumped onto the chair looking relieved. "Yeah, why?" I asked.

"You were in the bathroom for almost an hour." He chuckled. Oh god.

"Yeah, I- girl problems." I lied. His eyes widened. "Right." He said awkwardly. "Listen, one of my bandmates Liam just called me a few minutes ago is having a little reunion next Saturday and I was wondering if you'd like to come along with me, I won't take no for an answer." He said, not even giving me time to process my answer.

"What if they don't like me?" I asked hesitantly.

"What are you talking about? They'll love you Darc, besides I really wanted to introduce you to the lads and their kids." He smiled.

"Lads? Okay, you guys are practically 34 and kids? How old are they 5?" I laughed.

"Right, their "teens"." He said, air quoting his fingers at the word teens.

"Figured." I muttered.

"You know I really saw what happened back there." He said, wiggling his eyebrows. I hit my face with the palm of my hand. "You're so nosy styles, aren't you?" I asked.

"Hey, I want to know what's going on with my daughter's love life." He protested. I chuckled. "So who is he?" he asked.

"Dad, I just met him." I laughed, until I realized what I had just called Harry. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Sorry."

"S'alright, I understand if you still call me Harry, in fact you can even call me Hazza or dickhead." He said sarcastically. I looked at him awkwardly.

"Hazza? Dickhead? Boy were you a douche then, if they called you that?" I laughed.

"Pretty much yeah." He nodded. "But I tell you Darcy, you watch out for that boy... I was a teen once, and let me tell you teenage boys are just horn-"

"Okay Harry, enough!" I exclaimed.

"So you like him eh?" He joked.

"Harry, I said I just met him." I spat, rolling my eyes.

"Teenagers." He chuckled lightly, shaking his head.

"Grandfathers." I muttered back.

Notes

Hello there lovely readers, even though this chapter is short I honestly enjoyed writing it because it's the start of leading this series to a whole new level I'd say. Lol, there will be new characters soon, just for the heads up and I hope you all enjoy <333333
btw guys remember that feedback, comments and opinions are welcome! If you have anything in mind or a question don't be shy to ask! Also if you've noticed that I changed the rating to NC-17 because future chapters will start to become frisky. Oooooh.