Chapter 2 - The Incident

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I know its been awhile, but I'm uploading two chapters so y'all can't talk. Btw this dates two years before chapter 1.

Harry is dad and Louis is daddy for the younger siblings, they're both dad for Darcy.

Warnings: Swearing, mention of sex

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I woke up in a stranger's bed, and as my eyes adjusted to the light memories of last night came flooding back.

The sneaking out, the lights, the music, the shots, and the persuasive boy that had been staring at me the whole time.

I remembered getting into his car, sneaking up to his room, and...

¨Holy shit!¨

I had slept with him.

No No No No No NO

I did not do this

My parents are going to kill me!

It was then that mystery boy woke up.

¨Who are you?¨

¨I could ask the same of you¨

¨Why are you in my bed¨

¨Don't you remember last night?¨

¨No... wait, Oh¨

¨Yeah¨

¨Well¨

¨Well what¨

¨Can I have your number?¨

¨Sure¨

As we exchanged numbers I was thinking of ways to lie to my parents. But at the end of the day, my dads always figure things out.

¨Well I'm gonna go¨

¨Okay, I'll text you¨

¨Okay¨

I got out of bed and looked for my clothes, rethinking all my life decisions.

How the fuck could I do this?!

My dads are going to absolutely murder me.

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¨I'm home!¨

¨Oh my god where the fuck were you last night?" My dad, the one that carried me and my sisters (Harry), always worries about us.

¨Calm down dad, I was studying at a friend's house¨

He stared at me questioningly.

¨No you didn't¨

¨Yes I did dad¨

¨You smell like cheap vodka and sex, you were obviously at a party¨

I turned red at this, proving his point even more

¨Dad, don't say that¨

¨Its true, you're a shit liar"

¨Okay fine I went to a party, but please don't tell dad¨

¨Don't tell me what?¨

Shit

¨She doesn't want me to tell you that she snuck out to a party last night¨

¨How do you know that?¨

¨I said she smelled like cheap vodka and then she confessed."

¨Come on, everyone knows you have to use deodorant or something to cover up the party smell.¨

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