After 18 Years

Darcy Tanner ran away from home on her 18th birthday, in search of her father. A little over 18 years before, her mother- Ariel- found out that she was pregnant with Harry Styles' child. She fled to America, scared to end the career that he enjoyed so much. Now, when Darcy forces Harry and Ariel to reunite will they fall back into love? Will revisiting their youth be painful or the thing that makes them happiest? Will everything be the same again, even after 18 years apart?


7. Pool

There was a massive blue pool in the middle of the backyard, with a huge hot tub next to it. Lawn chairs were scattered around both. As I stood there marveling at everything, Harry picked me up, bridal style.

“What do you think you're doing?” I demanded, smirking, as he carried me towards the pool. He shrugged.

“It's not that cold.” He grinned, when we reached the side of the pool. He let go of me, and I screamed as I fell in.

“Harold! It is cold!” I laughed when I surfaced. He was laughing, standing on the edge of the pool.

“Help me out.” I mumbled as I swam to him. He reached down and grabbed my hand, beginning to pull me out. I yanked on his arm and he came tumbling into the pool with me.

“Ahh!” He exclaimed. I laughed as he came up from under the water, and he couldn't help but join. We goofed around, splashing, racing, pulling each other in, and having contests to see who could hold their breath the longest- I won that one every time. We got out after an hour and a half, then we got into the hot tub to relax.

“We'd better call Darcy and check on her soon.” I murmured.

“I hope she likes the car...” Harry sighed.

“Giving her money and letting her drive a nice car is not going to get her to call you 'dad'.” I said.

“That's not what I was going for...” He lied.

“You've always been a terrible liar.” I chuckled.

“Fine, fine, then how do I get her to call me 'dad'?” He asked, a concerned look on his face.

“Talk to her. Show her that you love and care about her. Or just explain to her that you want her to call you dad instead of Harry.” I said.

“I can't just tell her what to call me!” He said.

“No, but you can explain what you would like her to call you, then let her decide.” I suggested.

“Okay, I'll try.” He said, the wrinkles that formed in between his eyebrows showed that he was thinking hard.

“You're a great dad.” I said.

“Sure, sure...” He said. “Would you consider having another kid, that we could raise together?” He asked suddenly.

“That depends...” I said slowly, taken by surprise.

“If everything was figured out, and you and Darcy lived here would you consider it?” He asked.

If that was the case, yes, probably.” I muttered.

“Good. That's good.” He smiled. I stood up and stepped out of the hot tub.

“Where are you going?” Harry questioned.

“To call Darcy.” I answered. Harry followed my lead. I squeezed my clothes out before I walked through the house. “Maybe I'll change first...” I chuckled.

“Right behind you.” Harry agreed, we were both making puddles outside the door. I finally gave up on getting the water out, and walked quickly through the house and up to my room. I changed into blue sweatpants and a white tank top, and put my wet hair up into a messy bun. When I left my room I could hear Harry watching TV downstairs. I pulled out my phone from my pocket, and dialed Darcy.

“Hello?” She answered.

“Hey Darc! How are you doing?” I asked as I walked down the stairs.

“Awesome, I've found some really cute stuff, and the car is so cool.” She gushed. “How are you and Harry doing?” She giggled.

“What's so funny?” I asked.

“Nothing. You two are just sweet together.” She said. I rolled my eyes.

“Okay, whatever you say. We're doing quite fine.” I said.

Quite fine?” She giggled again.

“Yes, quite fine. Be safe, have fun. I'll see you later.” I said, knowing that she was going to carry on with that.

“Bye mum!” She laughed. I hung up and fell onto the couch beside Harry.

“How's she?” He asked.

“She's fine, she said that she's having fun.” I answered.

“Good.... You should keep your hair down, it looks marvelous.” He said, nodding towards my head.

“I'll take it down when it dries.” I said. That was a weird comment but I ignored the strangeness. 

“It's beautiful up as well though.” He mused.

“Okay, I guess you can do my hair from now on.” I smirked. Harry laughed. The sound of my phone ringing made me jump. I picked it up to see who it was. Dan. I looked at Harry before I answered. He saw who it was. All signs of happiness were gone from his face.

“Hi Dan.” I answered.

Hello Ariel, what are you up to?” He asked.

“I'm just hanging out with family right now, they called me out here for a surprise reunion.” I lied smoothly.

“Really, because you weren't answering your phone earlier so I called your mom, and she said that she had no idea that you were even in the country.” He mumbled. Oh no.

“That's strange...” I pretended to be confused.

“Yes, it really is, and even more strange, is that while I was online today my mom emailed me a link. When I opened it there was a picture of you, holding hands, with Harry Styles...” He said.

Uh oh. This could get interesting...

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