Chapter 11

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If you are wandering, no I didn't do anything to Taylor last night. I was out of her sight. She was out of mine. It was great.

Right now, I'm laying on the floor. Why? I don't know. Ask Payton. She kicks! And now I'm lying on the ground.


"DARCY!" Okay. When I said I didn't do anything to her last night, I never said anything about this morning. "Darcy Ana Styles!" Oh Harry used my full name. "Bleach in her shampoo?"

"What? She doesn't use that type to get her hair as fake and fried like that?" I asked, sitting up from the floor.

"Darcy.."

"Daddy.."

"Get dressed," he ordered. "We're going out to breakfast."

"Just us?" I asked.

"Taylor too." And with that he stormed out of my room. Goodness. That was a little harsh.

"Good luck," Payton mumbled.

"When I get back, you better be up," I said throwing on some clothes. (PICTURE ON THE SIDE.)

"Whatever you say cupcake," she winked.

I was seriously going to hate this.

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"Eggs and bacon," I replied sweetly to the waiter who seriously looked two years older than me. And he was cute.

"Alright and to drink?" He smiled. He looked like a tumblr model.

"Orange juice." He smiled, throwing me a wink before walking away. 

"So Darcy," Harry said, trying to break the tension. "Why don't you tell Taylor about yourself?"

"Why waste the time?" I smirked. 

"Darcy.." Harry growled. 

"No no," Taylor said with the FAKEST smile ever. "I understand."

"Darcy," Harry said softly. 

"I like to skate, draw, write, play guitar, and real people," I said. "I hate bugs, The Wanted, frizzy hair, and fake blondes with fake boobs." Nice one Darcy. 

"Here you go," the boy said, setting food on the table. "Let me know if you need anything else." 

"Thank you," Harry said rushing the cute boy off. Geez, go back to sucking Taylor's face. "So Darcy, I talked to your mom."

"And?" I asked. What surprised me is that he actually talked to my mom. 

"She is coming up for Zayn and Perrie's wedding," he replied. 

"She is?" I asked happily. "Which is next week isn't it?"

"It is," he replied. "She will be up here Thursday." YES! 

Plan get mom and dad back together was about to comence! I just needed my back up team. 

"With her new boyfriend." 

Woah what? 

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"You have a boyfriend?" I almost yelled. If I wasn't in the restaraunt still, I would have! 

"Darcy honey," she said calmly. "I was going to tell you."

"When?" I asked. "When did you plan to tell me that you and dad both had plans of dating someone else?" I was about to burst into tears. "How do you think I feel?"

"Darcy," she said softer than the first. "It isn't working between me and your father."

"Says you!" I said, raising my voice. "He still loves you!" 

"He doesn't."

"Mom, he still has photos of you. From when you were in high school. They are in the front room, in his room. And then all of us in my room. Mom," I said, sobbing now. "He still loves you."

"Why don't you tell that to Taylor?" She asked. "Why don't you tell his fiance?"

"Fiance?" I looked at my feet. 

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