The Make-Up || h.s.

After Harry Styles was done being the nice guy, he packed all his things and moved to London with his mum. He swore that he wouldn't fall for another girl like Darcy Brandon so he became just like the people who hurt him; the flirt. With a new found confidence and look, Harry and his friends dive into the heart of London and find themselves auditioning for the competition, The X Factor. Harry finds it's hard not to get mad when his ex-best friend, Zayn Malik, joins the competition too. Can Harry keep his cool and make it through the competition without hurting his and his best mates chances at fame?

While Harry is having the time of his life in London, Darcy had just finished with high school and for once is relieved to be away from all the drama. During the summer she lands a opportunity of a lifetime to become an intern for a makeup artist for the reality show 'The X Factor'. She is happy to be getting away from her past and her mistakes but soon finds out that the past is always trailing behind her. What will Darcy do when she has to face Harry and Zayn in her makeup chair? And can she ever make-up with Harry and fix him again?


1. Prologue

I took a deep breath before looking at my mum for reassurance. She gave me a nod before she led me to the terminal. This was it. I was finally getting out of here. I get to move back to London, I'll have real friends and it'll help me get over my broken heart.

Just thinking about everything that happened only two days prior to now makes my stomach plummet. I really thought she loved me. I let her in and all she ever did was hurt me. From the day I met Darcy Brandon my life had completely changed from good to bad. 

It's funny, now that I think about it. Darcy ruined my life and I let her because I was too blinded by love to see it. She used me, lied to me, and cheated on me.

She seemed so picture perfect when I first met her. I loved everything about her. She was everything I've ever dreamed of. Falling for your best friend and finally making her yours. But my dreams weren't meant to come true. It was never meant to be.

"Harry, come on."

My eyes met my mums caring ones. She gave me an encouraging smile before tugging me into the terminal.

"We're almost home." She grinned. I couldn't help but sigh. Home was always with Darcy.

"Almost." I replied, staring off to the distance.

"May I see your ticket and passport please." The lady asked my mum and I. I quickly reached for mine and handed it to her.

"You're all set. Enjoy your flight."

We walked in silence with a group of others on the same flight to London as us into the plane. My seat was a window seat and my mum sat in front of mine. I looked out of the window suddenly feeling a terrible regret. What if Darcy and I could have worked out our problems? What if this was all just a big misunderstanding, and I was overreacting? What if I've just made the biggest mistake of my life?

I shook my head trying to rid the thoughts from my mind as I reached for my headphones. This was supposed to be a new start, without her. I'm truly done thinking about Darcy. The way she made me feel, her touch, kiss, everything. I couldn't think straight as I pulled my laptop out of my bag. I couldn't comprehend my thoughts as I deleted every picture of Darcy on my computer. I didn't care and it made me feel better.

"Welcome aboard American Airlines. Your flight to London will begin in a few minutes. Please fasten your seat beats and enjoy the flight. Thank you."

London, here I come.

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