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

My mum called and said she needed some help moving things around the daycare.

"Hey Darc I gotta go." She looked up from her hands so our eyes met. She gave me a nod before crawling out of her bed towards me.

"You can call me you know." She whispered. I looked away but she touched my face with her hand. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

"I know. Get some rest. I'll see you soon." I pressed a firm kiss to her cheek making her blush. I got up and walked over to the door twisting the knob.

"Bye Harry."

I turned around and gave her a weak smile. "Bye love."

Darcy's POV

As soon as the door was locked downstairs, I collapsed onto my bed releasing my breath.

Why am I still not telling Harry that I remember? We made up, I guess. It still hurts thinking that he ever liked Marley. That he ever kissed her like he kisses me.

I rolled onto my side and reached for my iPhone. I scrolled through all the pictures of us together. Some made me smile and some made me laugh.

I clicked the next picture and it was one Zayn had sent me. Both Harry and I had just made up and I fell asleep. I was in his arms and I guess Zayn took a picture of us.

I could feel tears filling my eyes and I knew that I couldn't do this anymore. I needed Harry more then he probably knows. He's my best friend. My first kiss. My first true love. If I don't tell him soon he'll move on and leave me.

I looked at the clock on my night stand to see that it was 1 am. I must've been thinking for a while.

I quickly got out of bed and changed into some yoga pants, a tank top, and one of Harry's pullovers. Making sure everything looked normal in my room and the lights were off, I then made it downstairs to the front door.

It was cold out but Harry's place wasn't to far away. Only a few blocks from my place. I slipped my hands in the pockets of his sweater and started humming to myself.

About five minutes later, I stood in front of Harry's house shivering and contemplating if this was the right decision. I didn't want to make myself look like a fool. And I also don't want to hurt Harry. He's already been through enough.

I reached forward, my knuckles hitting the door three times. As I waited patiently for someone to open the door, I looked around the driveway. Harry's mums car wasn't in the driveway. Maybe she's still at the daycare?

No one was opening the door so I decided to walk around back. Harry had balcony connected to his room and it wasn't very high off the ground.

After a couple tries and a couple times of me falling on my bum, I made it on Harry's balcony feeling exhausted.

I let out a breath and rested my head against the cool glass of the door. My breathing was fogging up the glass so I randomly scribbled something in it.

This is it. It really was. I knocked on the glass a couple times and I finally heard something or someone. A light turned on and the door knob started to jiggle.

The door swung open revealing Harry in just a towel. His hair was slightly damp and it was pushed back. He was wearing his nerd glasses which he looked adorable in.

I tried not to stare but his abs were so perfect and-

"Darcy? What're doing here?" Harry whisper-shouted. He pulled me into his bedroom and sat me on his bed before he closed the door behind us.

"I—" I stopped and looked away from his body. "We need to talk. Could you put some clothes on first?" I asked politely. I looked at Harry from the corner of my eye to see a small smile appear on his lips.

"Alright. I'll just be a few minutes."


I watched as Harry walked into his closet and started to look for some cloths. I was starting to feel nervous. Like at the pit of my stomach. First seeing Harry almost naked and now I have to be able to tell him that I have my memories. All I can think about is his abs and those large arms. I really hate him right now.

"So what'd you want to talk about?"

Harry took a seat beside me, and might I add very close. I could feel my body tense up which hadn't gone unnoticed by Harry.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to get too close." He said while moving over.

I let out a sigh. You're pushing him away Darcy. You love him. Don't ruin this.

"Harry it's okay. Really." I spoke softly. I grabbed his hand and started tracing the lines on the palm.

"I need to tell you something. So don't react badly please." I told him.

Our eyes met and Harry suddenly looked scared.

"I knew this was coming. You just want to be friends right?" His voice cracked.

"What? No, that's not it."

"Then what is? Just hurry up and rip the bandage off." Harry hissed. He pulled his hand away from mine making the warmth disappear.

"Harry just listen to me please. I was too scared to tell you before but I know I need to tell you. It wouldn't be fair to me or you. Just calm down."

Harry ran his hand through his messy hair before letting a sigh out.

"Okay. Just tell me."

Okay I'm gonna tell him I remember. I can't back out now.

"I–" Harry cut me off by pressing his lips against mine. His smooth lips moved softly against my still ones for a moment until I realized what was going on. I swung my arms around his neck and I felt Harry's warm hands being placed against my waist. His fingers light brushed against my skin making shivers run down my spine.

I smiled into the kiss when Harry licked my bottom lip begging for entrance. His lips frowned against mine making me giggle. I pulled away and rested my head on his shoulder. Harry's face was in the crock my neck, his curls tickling my skin. His lips brushed just below my ear before being place on my cheek. I could feel my cheeks becoming a bright red.

"Darcy, why'd you come?" Harry whispered. I pulled away to look in his eyes. Tears had started to form in his green eyes making my stomach clench.

"I-I remember."

Harry's eyes widened. He stared at me in disbelief. "You r-remember? Everything?"

I nodded my head. "Everything. You, how I feel about you, when we first met, our first kiss. Harry I remember you."

By now I had tears falling down my cheeks. Harry looked like the happiest person.

"You remember." Harry repeated. I laughed. "I do. I'm sorry. How could I ever forget someone as special as you?"

"Don't apologize. It wasn't your fault. I'm just so happy."

Harry pulled me into his arms before resting his head on top of mine.

"I love you Darcy."

"I love you more Harry."


I woke up the next morning and felt strong arms wrapped around my waist. I turned to see Harry's face buried in the pillow next to mine. Suddenly everything from last night came crashing down. Telling Harry that I remember felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

"Good morning love." Harry's raspy morning voice whispered into my ear. He turned me around so he could see my face.

"How'd you sleep?" He asked while playing with my tangly hair.

"Great. Thanks for letting me stay. I should probably call my dad since I didn't tell him I left last night."

"Okay. I'll go make breakfast." He got out of bed and reached for his glasses.

"Do you always wear those?" I questioned.

"If I'm not wearing contacts then yes." He leaned forward and kissed my lips.

"Well I think you look adorable. Nerdy but adorable." I smirked. Harry pulled away slightly and playfully glared at me.

"Thanks babe."

Harry walked out of the room and I reached for my phone and texted my dad and told him that I slept over at Harry's.

I got out of his bed and found the pullover I was wearing yesterday and pulled it on before heading downstairs.

"Harry do you have an extra toothbrush?" I asked as I stepped into the kitchen.

"Hmm whatcha making babe?" I took a seat on one of the stool around the island. Harry looked over his shoulder at me with a grin.

"Pancakes. And extra toothbrushes are in my washroom cabinet."

"Okay. We should wake the boys up." I told Harry once I got off the stool and walked over to him. I wrapped my arms arms his torso which made him tense up.

"It's just me Haz." I whispered softly.

"Sorry. I'm just a little tense."

"It's okay. I'm gonna brush my teeth and take a shower."

"Can I join?" Harry smirked.

"No." I laughed before pressing a kiss to kiss cheek.

I walked back to Harry's room and walked into his bathroom, making sure the door was locked. I didn't want any teenage boys walking in on me.

I found the toothbrush and brushed my teeth first. After I was done, I tide my hair up and stripped my clothes off. I turned the hot water on and stepped into the shower.

I felt so nice. I didn't really care so I used Harry's body wash and decided to wash my hair too. I was standing in the shower for a while with my eyes shut until I started to focus on something. My heart started to race so I pushed the thought out of my mind. Once I was done I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my damp body. I towel dried my hair as I walked out of the bathroom. I took some of Harry's cloths like a shirt and his underwear. I quickly put them on along with my pink bra.

"Hey wanna wake them up now?" Harry said as he walked into the room. He was holding two cans of silly string in his hands and a evil grin was plastered on his face. He looked so happy. How could even ask him about what I saw?

I gave him a fake smile. "Oh my god! Yes." I took one of the cans from his hands and we walked towards the room Niall and Liam were sharing.

"You get Liam and I'll get Niall okay?"

I nodded my head and we both ran into the room. I jumped on Liam's bed and started spraying him. He instantly woke up and almost knocked me off the bed.

"C'mon babe, they've woke up." Harry laughed while pulling me out of the room. I heard Niall screaming which only made me laugh harder.

"Okay let's get Zayn and Louis." I swung their door open and started spraying Zayn. He didn't even flinch. I rolled my eyes and shook him until he woke up.

"What the-" I sprayed him all over his face and he glared at me.

"You're so dead." He grabbed the can from my hands and started spraying me.

"Ahh! Zayn stop!" He pushed me onto his bed straddled my waist so I couldn't move.

"This is what you get Darcy for waking me up." He laughed.

The can stopped spraying so Zayn started tickling me.

"Oh god! Zayn stop!" Tears started forming in my eyes so I rolled onto my stomach so Zayn couldn't attack my front.

"Fine, I guess I'll stop." He spoke. I let out a breath and flipped over.

"Hi." I grinned.


I looked around him to see that Harry and Louis weren't in the room anymore.

"So I'm guessing you remember?" Zayn asked.

"Ya, I remember everything."

"That's good," Zayn grinned as he leaned forwards and pulled some silly string from my hair. "I'm happy for you guys."

I stared at Zayn for a moment. He looked normal I guess. Why was I thinking he was acting differently.

"Are you still able to play Juliet?" Zayn asked.

I nodded my head. "Ya just gotta take it easy."

I just realized Zayn was still straddling my waist and we were only a few inches away from each other.


hey guys. So I posted this chapter before but some parts got deleted. The next chapter which I'll be posting right now won't make sense if you don't read this one first :)

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