The Daughter Of Harry Styles

Do you ever have this feeling where you think everyone is looking at you, and secretly judging you? I get that feeling everyday. Especially now.

Hello darlings! I am writing a story from the view of Harry Styles' daughter, Darcy. Love will break out, relationships will be tested, things will get crazy! I think you'll like it. ENJOY!!


7. Chapter 6

Jake's POV

After I kissed her mark, I looked up into her eyes.  I tried my very hardest not to kiss her lips.  I wanted to so badly. 

"Thank you,"  She spoke softly; her voice cracking slightly.

"You're welcome," The corners of my mouth rose a tiny bit as I smiled at her cuteness.  I saw a glimpse of red rush onto her cheeks before she snapped her head around and looked at the desk.  Had I made her blush?  That's never happened before.

The bell rang and everyone rushed into their seats as the teacher walked in.  She was rather short and stubby like, and she and she had long red hair and old blue eyes.  She kept dragging on the class making everyone fall asleep.  I kept sneaking little glimpses at Darcy.  Soon the glimpses turned into stares, and Darcy noticed.

"What,"  She mouthed at me.

"Nothing,"  I mouthed back and turned to face the front of the room.  More minutes passed and the bell rang signaling the end of class.  Darcy made her way over to my desk and stood there with one hand on her hip and the other holding her books.

"Why were you staring at me,"  She asked.

"Well,"  I started, heading towards the door, "I was making sure you were okay; that you weren't crying or anything.  I hate to see my best friend cry."

"Hey," She said while pulling me over to the side of the hall, "I'm fine, okay?  I'm not hurt, I wasn't crying.  I'll be fine, Jake.  Promise,"  She lifted onto her tip toes and kissed my cheek.  I felt little shivers run through my spine.  I wanted to kiss her so badly right there, right at that moment.  She spotted Marie in the background and made her way towards her.  She turned back around to look at me to make sure I was okay.  I lifted my thumb signaling I was okay, and she smiled.  But I wasn't okay; I just want to tell her how I feel.



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