My Darcy: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

chapter 46

Darcy's POV: I felt my throat go dry. "W-what?" she nodded. "Honey we're moving to America! Aren't you excited!?!" Tears formed in my eyes. "When." I stated, barely audible. "We're going tomorrow. The plane leaves at 2 o'clock sharp. Then, a moving team will come here and take the rest of our furniture and everything else. Isn't this exciting?" I clenched my jaw and looked down. "Honey...what's wrong?" I barely said, "You knew this was happening. And you didn't f*cking tell me. Now, I have to go tell Harry I'm MOVING TOMORROW!" she gasped. "You do not use that language young lady." I looked at her, squarely in the eyes. "I hate you." I ran to my room and slammed the door shut. I locked it as I heard heavy footsteps coming towards me. "While your in there, pack your clothes. Oh yeah I called the studio and told them you're moving." I slid down to the floor and put my head in my hands. "How long did you know!" I screamed. "The first week we got there, we found the house." she replied, softly. Then, I felt the tears streaming down. How could she do this to me!! I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I slowly got up and walked over to my mirror. My eyes were red and puffy and there were tears down my cheeks. I stormed over to my closet and grabbed all of my suitcases. I shoved all my clothes into them except for an outfit to wear for tomorrow and pajamas for tonight. I slammed them all shut and zippered them. I decided to pack my bathroom supplies tomorrow. I stumbled over to my bed and laid down. The tears really started falling now. Omigod. I won't ever see Carter, Jamie, Megan, Paige or the guys ever again! I squeezed my eyes shut as I thought about what I would have to tell Harry. I pulled out my phone and texted the girls:

*hey girls, moving 2 america:'( 2MORRO. Yeah. I just wanna say I'll miss u all and ill txt and call u and face time u all the time! Luv u girls xx.*

I felt more tears fall as I started to text Harry. I couldn't tell him over text, I had to tell him in person.

*Harry, I need to talk to you. meet me at the park 2morro. 10 sharp. happy birthday*

I dropped my phone on the bed wen he replied:

*alrite luv u baby!:)*

That night I didn't sleep a wink. I never left my room either. Mom tried to get me out plenty of times but I just ignored her. Eventually, she stopped trying.

Harry's POV: As I got out of the shower I wondered what Darc had to tell me. The boys and I got back from the club a little bit ago and that Paige girl got Zayn drunk again. I pulled on some boxers and hopped into bed. I didn't sleep at all. What is she gonna tell me? I tossed and turned some more and eventually ended up  just staring at the ceiling.