Darcy Brooke Styles.
She has a passion for singing and dancing.
One day, when she gets the chance to show the world her moves with her bestfriend, Ryan, she runs into someone. Possibly her own father.
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10. I'm.. Moving?

Darcy's POV: It's been a week since Tommy and I kissed. I laid in my bed all night thinking of him. I still didn't think it was fair.. I was happy to have Tommy in my life, as a friend, but Harry giving me up. What kind of father would do that?

Mum has been going to work so early, and staying so late, I barely get any time to spend with her. Luckily she would be home all day tomorrow.

I soon dozed off by the time it was midnight.



I smelt bacon. I quickly hopped out of bed which was the wrong thing to do. I tripped over my shoes that were in the way and fell flat on my face. Great.

I ran downstairs trying to trip anymore!

"Mum I'm so gla-" I stopped dead in my tracks finding Harry cooking in the kitchen.

"Where's mum?!"

He pointed to the living room. I ran in there and pretty much exploded on my mum.


"Darcy, calm down honey. I called him last night. We've been discussing some things, and we decided we need to settle this as a family.

"Family? FAMILY? Mum he left US. I WON'T LET HIM GET A FRESH START AGAIN AND LEAVE. HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS HIS DAUGHTER!" I snapped and darted my eyes towards Harold.

"We are still a family Darcy! No matter what." Mum was becoming impatient.

"Sit. Now." She pointed towards a bean bag on the floor. I rolled my eyes and plopped down.

"Harry and I have decided.. It's best for you to move in with him for some time." My head shot up and looked her straight in the eyes. They filled with tears.

"You want me to move out...?"

"Darc, you'll go back and forth till we get things settled. You better go start packing..." With that I ran upstairs and slammed the door shut. I just want to get this over with. I slung some suitcases out of my closet and onto my bed.

"Would you like some help?"

"Did I say 'come in'?!" I spat.

"I'm sorry..."

"Take the posters off the walls. BE CAREFUL." I instructed.

"I'll be right back.." I walked down stairs and found mum in the kitchen.

"How long will I be staying with him?!"

"Just give him some time. We need to get things settled Darcy! I already told you that. For now, it'll just be a month."

Great. I have to spend my birthday with him.

"Fine." I stomped back upstairs and Harry had already gotten all the posters down.

"Where would you like these?"

"Just put them in that box.." I pointed to the box filled with my song lyrics.

This is gonna be a LONG month..

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