The Makeover

Darcy's your typical popular girl. She's part of the drama club and she's the most known girl in school. She likes to party and have a good time with her friends. Marcel on the other hand your typical geek. He's part of the science and math club and he's the most bullied kid in school. He likes to stay at home where no one can hurt him.

What happens when Darcy gets paired up with Marcel on a school project and later gets dared to give him a makeover? Will Marcel break from his shell or will he never change?




Harry's POV

Darcy comes back home today. I should be more excited, but I'm not. She still doesn't remember me. I know she's trying her best, but it's hard. She's supposed to be my girlfriend, be there for me, but she doesn't even know me. It's like I'm a stranger. She doesn't know me at all.

"Harry, don't you want to surprise Darcy when she comes home?" My mum said as she walked into my room. I shook my head.

"What's the point? Does she really want to see a stranger in her house? I wouldn't if I were her."

"Harry, you need to be patient with her. She won't remember everything overnight." She explained.

"But I can't wait that long mum. How can I?"

She rubbed my back soothingly. "I'll always be here for you Harry. Just don't give up on her."

I watched as she got up and left my room. Now I feel like I should go to Darcy place because of what my mum just said. I shouldn't give up on her because I love her. I should be patient because I know she loves me too. It's just slowly killing me inside.


I arrived at Darcy's house after buying her favorite flowers, pink roses. I hope she'll like them.

I knocked on the door and I could hear foot steps getting closer to the door. The door opened and little Drew stood there smiling.

"Harry!" He jumped into my arms making me smile.

"Hey little man. How's everything? You've been a good boy at the daycare right?" I asked.

Drew giggled. "Uh-huh. We missed you a lot Harry."

"Well I'll come around as soon as possible. Sound good?"

He nodded his head. "Do you want to see Darcy?" He asked.

"Yes, can you take me to her?"

He started walking ahead of me up the stairs to Darcy's bedroom.

"She might be asleep so..." He trailed off. "I'm gonna play with my train, bye Harry." He gave me a hug around my legs before running off to his room.

I nervously looked at Darcy's bedroom door. This was it. I haven't spoken to her for 3 days because I was crazy depressed. I just couldn't face her.

I turned the knob and stepped into her room holding the bouquet behind my back.

"Harry." I looked up to see Darcy. She wasn't asleep like Drew thought she was. She was on her laptop.

"Hey, I got you these. For a welcome back present."

I presented her the flowers and she smiled wide.

"They're beautiful. Thank you Harry." I handed them to her as she closed her laptop.

"How you feeling?" I spoke while sitting in front of her.

"Better, I guess."

"What about know." I played with my fingers not daring to look up.

"My memory? Well I'm still working on that." He sighed will running her hand through her hair.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought. Just forget it."

Darcy's POV

I'm trying so freaking hard to remember him that it hurts. I go through my phone and see all the pictures that I have of us, but I can't remember a single thing. It's like my mind is purposely blocking him away. Why? I have no clue.

Before Harry came in, I was on my computer searching up things about amnesia and how people got certain memories back. There was this one guy who got amnesia from a car accident and forgot who his fiance was. He couldn't remember anything about her but one day he kissed her and all his memories came back. I know it sounds cliche, but it's all I have left. What if it actually works. If I kiss Harry and everything comes back. What if I remember again?

"Harry, come here." I said softly.


I rolled my eyes and pulled on his hand. I felt a spark go through me when our fingers touched.

Once Harry was only inches away from me, I stared into his eyes. They were perfect but something made them look so sad.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"For what?" He asked.

"How can I not remember as perfect as you?" I shut my eyes tight.

"Darcy you'll remember."

I opened my eyes. "How do you know for sure?"

Harry looked back down at his hands but I wouldn't let him. I place my finger under his chin to see tears had formed in his eyes. I guess this was it. 

I placed my lips onto Harry's and felt butterflies exploding in my stomach. The feeling of his lips against mine made me feel dizzy but in a good way.

When I pulled away stared at me in shock.

"Sorry, I thought maybe if I kissed you I'd remember something."

"Did it help?" He asked with hope in his voice.

"No, I'm sorry."

I dropped my head but Harry lifted it up with his hand against my cheek.

"Don't worry about it, love."

Harry told me that he need to go to the washroom so he got up and left. Once I knew he was gone I let myself relax.

Sometimes things can be cliche or cheesy, but they always seem to work. Kissing Harry brought all my memories back. Now it was the matter of telling him I remember everything. 


but why didn't she tell Harry afterwards, like wtf?

lol what did yall think. Sorry I haven't updated but i'll try to more often. be prepared for the next update sometime this week? Anyways 5 comments for the next chapter and go check out my other story, My Brothers Best-Friend (5SOS) :)))))))

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