That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]

Chapter Ninety-Three

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Chapter Ninety-Three

* H a r r y *

And so it be it that it will become distant. And so be it that I will be in another place far away from her. And so be it that I will do what my dad wants me to do. It won't be long. It is a sign of a good thing and an act of kindness. Something Darcy always and will always retain. Something I have somewhat, yet still trying to do myself. My dad hasn't been there for me but, I know Darcy will be happy for my progression of being a better person. In which I always lacked on.

I've learned to have a proper conversation, eye contact, and a stable and safe anger technique that works all the time. She taught me how to give, nevertheless than recieve. That it is a better feeling and better idea. Though my first lover is rested somewhere else, I am happy that Darcy became another person that made me feel love again. Cheesy, of course, but any man would kill for a feeling like this. Even if they do not show it.

So, I stared at her in the eyes. "What do you think of a long distant relationship, Mary?" I resaid. Her eyes lingered to my contact. The wind became audible and my face became confused. As well as her, she sat up and took a stand of her hair, gently setting it behind her ear.

"What's going on Harry?" She finally spoke. "You never act like this. You nearly scared me. Why are you asking me this?" Darcy never looked so confused in her life. Perhaps when she was once with Jason, but not like now. It was obvious that she was frightened, - frightened of what I was going to say. Darcy is scared I have done something, or maybe perhaps cheated. I know that is possibly running inside her head.

Just for reassurance, my hand took hers. Warmth, and chills that speads every time was felt in just one touch. Perhaps, just a tap?

It will not be easy, and no one said it will be easy to actually say the truth. I only kept it for a while, but tried to spend time with her as much as I can because of it.

I squeeze her hands a little more until, I searched the right way to explain myself.

I prep my body up, confidently looking at her and finally say, "My father has a company in New York. He works in a business and create shares and works with the wealthiest business men out there. From China, Korea, Japan, and many foreign countries. As well as the United States. You can say my dad is pretty busy, and he is. I never mentioned him, only a few times when you asked but always tried to dodge it. So now, I am here to tell you about why I am... crying. After so many years, without a single call, he called." Of course, Darcy gasped and pulled me a little closer, and waited for more. "He isn't feeling well. In fact, he is very ill. He basically wants me to take care of his work while he gets better. He looked at my bussines class score in the university and was inpressed. As a son, and from your kindness, I accepted. The fact that it will be in New York and you will be in Cambridge, kills me." Darcy looked bland for a while but then smiled. Her nose became a little red, watching her eyes get glossy. She wasn't angry or upset. Perhaps she was upset, but more of a happy realization of my kindness for my father. "I wanted to tell you since I got the news but I didn't want you to be sad. Did I do the right thing, Mary?"

Her lips caught me from surprise, before stating another question. She kissed me while she wrapped her arms around me. It was a sweet taste of happiness and passion as soon as we broke off. "You did good." She was crying, and set her forehead on top of mine. "I would do the same. God will be happy on your decision." Her lips connected with mine again and kissed me a few more times. "Of course, I'll wait for you. No matter what."