If you only Knew...

It's a week before Brianna's daughter Darcy's wedding and Darcy's father Harry Styles had abandoned her when she was 15 . In the next 5 years Darcy experiences a lot and her father was never there for her. In this change of circumstances will he show up to be the heroic father he is pictured to be or have his daughter empty handed walking down the aisle? Read this and learn more...


12. Surprise Movie

WARNING: Some offensive language in this chapter. This is FICTIONAL this is NOT true.

Brianna's POV

"AHHHHHHHHHHH" She screamed and stomped up to me her hand closed in a fist ready to punch me. Darcy was laughing like crazy.

"HAHA!! Mom no seriously tell me the truth!!! HAHAHA" She said still laughing

"This is the truth!!" I replied also chuckling myself.

"Let me finish the story!" I added

I closed my eyes getting ready for the pain, but I felt nothing. I carefully opened one eye then another and realized Harry was holding her fist just inches away from my fist.

"DO NOT TOUCH HER" Harry said with a look of complete seriousness on his face.

"H..H...Harry? Bu- But.."  She whimpered.

"GET OUT NOW" he said letting go of her fist and pointing toward the door. 

"THIS ISN'T THE LAST OF ME STYLES" She said through slit eyes.

HE'S MINE!! YOU HEAR ME!! HE'S MINE BITCH!!" She said yelling at me while walking out the door. As soon as she left everybody's gaze fell towards us. I angrily ran out the door Harry chasing after me. In the hallway he grabbed my arm sharply and I turned around.

"There's nothing going on between us" he said trying to lift my chin. I quickly pushed his hand off my chin and said

"Can we just get out of here?" I asked.

"Sure" he said disappointed. So the boys went out to sign some autographs and take some pictures then we left. I wasn't even talking to Harry on the way back home. I couldn't even looking at him. Once we were finally in his flat I ran to my room and shut the door. I plopped down on my bed and opened my twitter. 156, 600 twitter notifications. I sighed and looked through the first five mentions. The first three were pretty nice


"@Harry_Styles is the luckiest boy ever!!! #BRIARRY"

"Vote #BRIARRY FOR 2012 #1 COUPLE!!!"

The last two made me cry



"Some people could be so rude, do they know how it feels to have a person hate on you 24/7 trying to make people's lives miserable" Darcy said sighing. Back to the story...

A couple minutes later I heard a soft knock on the door. 

"Can I come in?" Harry said quietly.

"Sure..." I said sniffling.

"What's wrong?" he asked

"Nothing it's fine...."

"Twitter haters?" he asked worriedly.

"No.. I'm fine" I replied. 

"Oh.. it's ironic cuz it looks like you're going through your mentions on twitter" He said pointing at my phone that was still on twitter.

"Oops" I said trying to hide a smile.

"I've always lost my girlfriends to twitter hate" He said.

"I'm not gonna let that happen to you" He said smiling at me. Suddenly his eyes lit up. 

"I have an idea!" he said standing up. Meet me downstairs in 15 minutes he said kissing me on the cheek. I smiled and got ready. I wore a onesie and tied my hair in a bun. Once I got downstairs I saw on the counter was a pot of Ben and Jerry's, A box of Chocolates, Chips and a tissue box. Harry came into the room and gasped. Surprisingly, we were wearing matching onesies. 

"Your Highness" he said bowing down. I giggled. We took all the food and brought it into the living room. There was a blazing fire and the T.V. was on we were going to watch "Love Actually" another one of Harry's favourite movies. The whole time we were pigging out on the food and crying our eyes out like two old ladies.

At the end of the movie tissues were everywhere and the pillows were everywhere. But Harry was asleep, sleeping peacefully that's when I heard a knock on the door.





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