"So Harry, I've heard that if you have a daughter you'd name her Darcy." The interviewer began. I knew what was coming. "Any particular reason why?"
My eyes scanned over the eager crowd, all blinding me with flashing smiles. I could hear my heartbeat drumming loudly, my palms as hot as a desert. I looked over to the boys for help, but I knew that I was alone on this one.
They didn't know about my Darcy. They didn't know about the girl I lost.
"Well, um, I had a friend I met in line for the X Factor named Darcy. We became friends, but a few weeks later she went missing."
The crowd became blurry now as the thought ran through my mind; I would never see her again.
Or so I thought.
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