The Daughter (Larry's Daughter)

5 years after One Direction, Louis and Harry found themselves happily married with a 2 year old daughter. They named her Darcy and committed their lives to take care of her and make her happy. They did everything in their power to keep her away from danger, and they kept their promise for 12 years when it was forcefully taken away from her at the age of 14 when she walked home from a friends house on a Saturday night.
This is her story..


8. Chapter 8 - Dirt

I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower and let the water heat up before I undressed before took a long, relaxing shower. As always I hum a tune in the shower. This time it was “Photograph” by Nickelback. I know it’s “old” but I like it. It’s the kind of music I like. No one understands my taste in Music (or Fashion for that matter) but I really don’t care. I’m quite comfortable with what I do, not saying that I’m not self conscious, ‘cause I am, but I simply can’t be bothered to care what people think about how I dress or what kind of music I listen to. I care what my parents think, but not idiotic teenagers who don’t know how to handle their emotions and rage and bully people because they aren’t sure about themselves. I’m just me, and I simply don’t care about anyone’s thoughts about me anymore, after all the rumours that Taylor spread before I changed schools.


I finished my shower and went to my closet to find my uniform. It was on a hanger and was obviously newly ironed, because there weren’t any wrinkles on it. I slipped it on and went to do my hair. I decided on a fishtail braid/plat and did my makeup lightly. “DARCY! Breakfast is ready!” I heard my dad (Harry) yell. I grabbed my books and my backpack and skipped down the stairs towards the dining room. I smelt the amazing smell of waffles and freshly made bread. I don’t know how they do it. But we all know that it’s daddy Harry cooking, because dad (Louis) can’t cook to save his life. I laughed at the thought and they looked at me with weird looks. “Your abnormally happy for having a nightmare last night” My dad (Louis) said as he gave me a big hug. He’s right though… I am abnormally chipper this morning. I just shrugged and went to kiss my dad’s cheek as I sat down in my usual spot at the table. We ate and talked about everything that we could possibly talk about. “Ready to go Darc?” My dad (Louis) said as he stood up to go get the car keys. I nodded and ran to brush my teeth and we were off.


I got into the school building and was met with a rush of sound. I kept my head down for some reason and just went straight to my locker. I got to my locker quickly and felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around carefully, scared of who was standing there. When I was fully turned I was David. I rolled my eyes and turned around again with a sigh. “Is that a nice way to greet people love?” He asked as he leaned on the locker beside mine. I just continued to ignore him hoping that if I did he would just get a hint. Of course with my luck he didn’t. “What have I done to offend you?” He asked slightly confused. “For one: you are rude, annoying and you can’t take a hint” I said as I closed my locker and went straight to maths. When I got to the class I saw Rebecca there and she obviously saw me. She waved and I just slowly walked over to her. “Hi love! How are you?” She asked as she gave me a hug. For me it was slightly awkward and I didn’t know how to react for a second, before she pulled away from the hug. “I’m good. I’m sorry for being rude yesterday.” I said apologising for my behaviour yesterday. “It’s completely fine! I talked to Jordan on the phone last night and he explained the situation” She said still being the same chipper girl I met yesterday. I saw Jordan walk up behind her and she didn’t even see it coming. Today again he started tickling her and she screamed and squirmed in his grip. Apparently that is their usual routine or something. I smiled and we talked amongst us before the teacher came in.


Maths was a drag. I can’t stand it. I was just waiting for my last class of the day, which was Music. I loved music class, I had never told my parents that considering who they are they would just start me a career if I was any good, and I want to earn it not just get it because “Daddy wanted me to”. This period I had English. I quite like that, because I quite like reading and writing stories or novels. “Hey Tomlinson” I heard someone yell from behind me. I turned around and suddenly I was covered in dirt. I looked at the boys who had done it and recognised one face there, David. “Well, gee! Thanks guys!” I said clearly annoyed. They just stood there expecting another reaction. I saw Jordan in my side view and already knew he would go all maniac on them. “What did you do that for?” He asked in a irritated and mad tone. “Just for fun mate. You know we always mess with the new kid” one of the boys said with a humorous tone to his voice. “I beg your pardon?” He asked still clearly irritated. “Wow, mate! Calm down. It’s not like you know her anyways,” David said with a confused look on his face. “Actually I do. She’s my sister. My twin sister! And I really didn’t expect this from you David. I thought you were better than this.” He said as he took my hand and dragged me with him passed the boys.


Once we finally got outside the building he stopped. “You really didn’t need to do that.” I said looking at my dirt-covered shoes not knowing what to do. “You’re my sister, my twin sister. I would do it again even though you don’t want me to. I just want to know your safe and happy after everything you’ve been through.” He said with a look of guilt on his face as he said the last part. “The raping part wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t have prevented it,” I said, as I looked him in the eyes not breaking eye contact once. He smiled and took out his phone. I looked at him confused as he typed in a number. “Hey it’s Jordan. I’m sorry to interrupt you, but I need you to come pick up Darcy. Some of my so-called friends dumped dirt all over her.” He said and it was obvious to me that he called one of my dads. “Ok, thanks. Bye” he said as he hung up the phone. “Your dad, Harry, will be here to pick you up in a few minutes.” He said as he sat down on the bench I was currently sitting on. I merely nodded and he put his arm around my shoulders. “I feel like we are going to get really close, don’t you?” He said as he looked down at me. “I do indeed Jordan,” I said as he gave me a hug, forgetting that I was covered in dirt. “My dad might need to take you home too now” I said laughing slightly as he groaned.

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