Forgetting Styles

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Olivia's POV

"Wake up mommy!!" My 3 year old daughter yells while jumping on the bed. "Darcy, hon get down you might fall" i laugh at the silliness of Darcy.

"Mommy come on we'll miss spongebob" she whines.

"Okay sweetheart. Go on ill be there in a minute" i sigh. She reminds me so much of Harry. Those curls, green eyes, but she has my blonde hair. Darcy was the greatest thing that happened to me.

Sure being a teen mom an your boyfriend breaking up with you the day you find out you're pregnant sucks. But honestly, i love everything about Darcy. The way she scrunched her nose when shes confused or thinking like me. Or they way she always fixes her curls like Harry.

I just wish she could have a dad by her side to care and protect her. I take some fault in it because i never told Harry about her. But it wasn't entirely my fault, you see it happened like this...

Flashback 3 years ago

I sit on the bathroom floor holding my forehead and staring at the damn little stick in my hand that has a little plus sign. It can't be. I cant be. We can't be.

But I am. Im pregnant. My boyfriend Harry calls "hey babe can you meet me at the park right now" he says sounding nervous. Okay then. I was about to respond but he hangs up.

I have mixed feelings about having a baby. I mean its going to be so hard with Harry and his career in one direction. But I'm kind of happy so i smile and grab the stick I head to the park and put the stick behind me. Harry always told me he wanted a kid so he should be happy.

I run up and hug him but he has worried eyes. Im about to show him the stick but he beats me to saying "sorry olivia but we're over. I need space and i need to focus on my career. I cant have a girlfriend right now" he says and walks away. Im full on crying right now. I will never tell Harry styles about this baby.

End of flashback

Back to present time

So there it is the story of how my life took a sharp turn in a direction i never expected. But I'm happy. Harry still doesn't know and I'm planning on keeping it that way. I don't know for how long because Darcy asks where her daddy is and why he doesn't take her to school.

It breaks my heart but i just Answer with a simple 'daddy's busy'. She looks suspicious but continues to play. I just wish life was easier. Why can't i have one whole happy family. My parents ditched me as soon a they found out about the pregnancy and i couldn't tell Anne or Gemma. They'd just tell Harry.

I got a job as a writer for vogue magazine. I get plenty of money and Darcy goes to kindergarten to i can work. Win win situation. I enter the living room and smile at the sight. Darcy is on the floor with her barbies while watching spongebob and singing along to the theme song. I go to the kitchen and prepare some fruit flakes for her. "Darce breakfast is ready" i yell

"Coming" she says while trotting in.

She finishes and looks at me for permission to go play. "Darcy you got to go get ready for kindergarten common ill let you pick your outfit" i say while guiding her to her room

She chooses pink leggings, light pink hunter boots and a ling sleeves t shirt that says Darcy. Its winter so i grab her pink fury coat and globes and hat and lead we to our car. I drop Darcy off and drive to work. Oh joy.

I get to see Helen the devil. She is the worst boss you could ask for. I mean just a complete bitch. Nothing you ever do is good for her. But I have to tolerate her. My friend 'Lili' helps me through it though. She works here too and shes the only one i trust with Darcy.

"Alright everyone listen up, we will be doing an interview with today's hottest boy band" she grins. Everyone claps but me. I stand there afraid of the next sentence.

"We will be interviewing one direction and i want Lili, Kevin and..." Helen says looking around

Please don't pick me don't pick me

"Olivia" she smirks.

Everyone cheers while i just stand there, frozen. Im going to have to face Harry again!

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