14. Harry and Candy
Note: This is going to be later on in life. Sorry if you don't like it.
"MUM!!!" Darcy called coming home from her Uncle Louis'. "In the kitchen." I called back. Darcy ran into the kitchen with her curly brown hair flying behind her, and her brown eyes, wide in wonder. She was mature, yet immature for her age of nine years. I blamed her uncles Louis and Liam for making her like that. "Mom? Did you ever fangirl over a band?" She sat on a barstool. I giggled at the memories of when One Direction was really popular. "Yes, Darcy. I did." "Who was it?" Her brown eyes widened. "Well," I started "It was your dad and uncles." Darcy's jaw dropped. "You mean to tell me, you fangirled over Louis, Zayn, Josh, Niall, Liam, and Daddy?" I nodded. "Where are my girls?" Harry called coming in the front door. "DADDY!" Darcy ran to Harry in the other room. A few moments later Harry came in carring Darcy. "There's my Candy!" Harry came over and pecked my lips. "Daddy? Did Mummy really fangirl over you?" Darcy asked her dad for a little more proof. Harry laughed remembering me chasing him around London, stalking his twitter, and sneaking back stage during concerts. He thought he'd get arid of me when he took me on that first date, instead he later married me. "Yah. Your mum was a phyco." I gave Harry a stirn. He put Darcy down and pulled me close to him. "But she was my phyco." Harry finished while kissing me. We both laughed how she acted like Louis whenever we kissed. Running around sceaming, "EWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!"