Help me, Daddy!

Darcy is daughter of Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles. The teens life was perfect until the people at school finds out she wasn't born like normal children are. What happens when Darcy can't take the hate anymore? Can her fathers help her through it or is it the end of Darcy Stylinson?


3. School!

It was hard for Darcy when she was younger. She didn't understand why she didn't have a mummy like her friends at school. Harry and Louis tried their best to explain to her that daddy Louis and daddy Harry fell in love and it was normal and okay to not have a mummy. She didn't like the fact at first. She just wanted to spend time with Eleanor. She even called Eleanor 'Mummy' one time. We told her she was wrong and thankfully, she accepted it. They could never take Eleanor away from Darcy though. Darcy really needed a woman figure in her life, seen as though she spends everyday of her life with two grown men.

Now Darcy was older, she was coming to terms with the way she was. She didn't look any different from other teenage girls, apart from the fact that she was absolutely stunning for a sixteen year old girl, she looked normal. She looked happy, casual.

Louis clicked his fingers in front of Harry's face, getting his attention. "Hey, sleepy." Louis frowns.

"What?" Harry says, straightening up.

"You were staring at our daughter for about 10 minutes..."

"You complete zoned out, dad!" Darcy giggles before making her way into the living room. Louis continued looking at Harry. "You okay?" He frowns. Harry smiled and pecked Louis' lips. "Peachy."

Louis dropped Darcy of at school where she met her friends at the gates. Darcy ran up to her best friend, Lux Atkin. She was a few years older than Darcy, but that never stopped them from being extremely close friends.

"You're hair looks so nice today, Dee!" Lux gasped as she ran her fingers through Darcy's long, straight hair. She hadn't really done anything different with it really, apart from spend extra time straightening it. She hated her curly hair. It wasn't extremely curly, she just hated it being all messy. She got it from Harry, the curly hair.

Whilst Darcy spoke with Lux, she felt arms snake around her waist and hug her from behind. She knew instantly who it was from the amazing, peachy smell. Her boyfriend, Tyler Horan. Darcy smiled and bit her lip before spinning around and planting a kiss on his soft pink lips. She ran his fingers through his fluffy, blonde hair as fireworks exploded around her body. She always felt amazing when he was with him, in his embrace. They'd been together now for almost 2 years, and they still loved each other as much as they did when they first met.

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