Gotta Be You

Sorry for making you wait so long for this! I am officially out of school now so this story will be updated a lot more! Stay awesome, k? I also tried to make this chapter a little longer than the normal ones because I felt bad for not updating.

Darcy continued to cry. It roared through my ears like a beating drum.

"Harry, can you go check on her?" Francy asked me. Darcy was now 10 months old. 

"Sure," I replied. I stood up off of the couch, not wanting to leave the comfort. I walked slowly towards Dracy's bedroom as the crying got louder. I entered her room to find her in her crib. I walked over to the crib and she stared at me.

"What?" I asked her, not expecting a reply. Suddenly, she started crying again. I sighed. I reached for her and grabbed her. I stared at her as she slowly became quiet.

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

"Goo," she screamed. 'Oh God! What does that mean this time?" I thought to myself. Every time Dracy says 'goo' it means she wants something different, and she won't stop crying until she gets it.

"What do you want me to do for you?" I asked. She continued to stare.

"Do you want daddy to sing?" I asked, raising my voice to a higher pitch.

"Goo!" she yelled.

"Ok, fine," I cleared my throat, "Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table

While I look outside
So many things I’d say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by

You’ve got opinions, man
We’re all entitled to ‘em, but I never asked
So let me thank you for your time, and try not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast

I hate to break it to you babe, but I’m not drowning
There’s no one here to save

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
Swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset

I’m not the one who’s lost with no direction
But you’ll never see

You’re so busy making maps with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down, just not the listening

And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy
While I just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?

Let me hold your crown, babe."

Suddenly, Darcy stopped crying and I walked back out into the living room, still holding her in my arms.

"Oh yes! She stopped!" Francy cheered, "What did you do?"

"I sung," I answered.

"Oh, well you have always had a wonderful voice. Girls always fall for it," Francy said while laughing and staring at Dracy. I smiled back.

"So," I stared at my watch, "It's 6:30, the night is still young, do you want to do anything?"

"We could go out for some food," Francy answered.

"Or we could get some delivered," I suggested.

"We never go out though," Francy complained.

"That's because we had a," I stared at Dracy, "Baby."

"We could hire a babysitter," Francy said.

"Once you find one, tell me. Then I will go out," I said while walking away.

"I already did," Francy yelled. I stopped in shock.

"Who?" I asked.

"Her name is Lily," Francy answered.

"Give her a call," I said while sitting back down, knowing I was going out for dinner tonight. Francy picked up her phone and dialled the number.

"Hi Lily, it's Francy, we wanted to know if you could babysit," Francy said. I heard Lily scream through the phone and then hang up.

"Was that a yes?" Francy asked me while lowering her phone away from her ear.

"I don't know," I answered. Suddenly, the phone rang. Francy answered and all I heard were murmurs. Francy quickly hung up.