~James POV~
My cab pulled up to the pub. I speed walked inside and sat at the bar.
"A pint of beer. Anything." I ordered. I rested my hand on my forehead stressed out. The bartender came back with my drink.
"Thanks." I blurted out and took a swig of my beer. I exhaled after the glass left my lips.
"Bad day?" A girl asked me, in the corner of my eye I could see she had brown hair and a choker necklace.
"Bad night. And you have no idea..." I said without making any eye contact, then took another gulp of my beer.
She played with the straw of her drink, I guess it was vodka.
"Mmm... what happened?" She asked. I looked down at my beer that seemed to have fizzling waves in my glass. I sighed and looked up at her. She isn't that bad looking... I don't need any women right now though. I have enough problems with them.
"I just found my girlfriend of a year making out with one of my friends." I said staring into her brown eyes, annoyed at her question. I do not feel like talking about this shit. Her eyes widened.
"You know who you look just like?" She asked.
"What?" I asked.
"That guy from that boy band I used to love when I was little..." She said looking down at her drink and snapping. "He was Irish-" She said but I cut her off.
"Niall Horan?" I asked with a chuckle and untied my tie. She pointed at me with victory.
"Yes!" She said with a smile then took a sip of her drink. The way she drank from a straw was hot. James, concentrate!
"I get that a lot..." I said, I didn't want her treating me different because I was the son of Niall Horan.
"You must, I mean you have the blue eyes... the blonde hair... the chin... the Adam's apple..." She said.
"Yeah..." I said shaking my head with a smile.
"I'm Charlotte, but call me Charli." She said holding out her hand.
"I'm James..." I said shaking her hand. She nodded with a smirk and took a sip of her drink. I smiled at her, I liked her. I liked her a lot.
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~Darcy POV~
"A lot. Oh, woops, I think I miss you... too late... cause I got rid of you. Think I may have got this wrong... sorry but I didn't know you were the one..." I sang along to Dumb by Tich. I stood up from my desk chair and started dancing.
"Dumb, dumb, dicky, dumb dumb..." I sang and danced around my room. Then I saw a figure standing in the door, I jumped, not knowing what it was. It was my dad.
"Dad, you can't just watch me like that..." I said walking over to my laptop and pausing my youtube video.
"I used to love that song..." He said with a smile.
"Well... you do play it when were in the car..." I said nodding and locking my fingers together. My dad chuckled and walked in.
"So, did you do your homework?" My dad asked.
"Mhm..." I said nodding, embarrassed at him just seeing my horrible dance moves.
"Good, your a very smart girl Darcy. I'm proud of you." Harry said.
"I wish I had the chance to go to college, I'd probably be doing something right now. Sometimes I wonder if going in that boy band was just taking the easy way out." My dad said with his hands in his pants.
"Well, people still know your name..." I said trying to make my dad feel better about himself.
"When was the last time I had a song?" My dad asked.
"Hey! Look at Michael Jackson, he is DEAD and he's totally popular!" I said cheering him up. My dad put on a smirk.
"I'm not at the same level of Michael Jackson Darcy..." He said shaking his head laughing.
"Well... in my eyes... your the best singer, dancer and song writer in the world. And you don't even write songs. I love you dad..." I said hugging my father. I could feel his heart fluttering... my dad always loved me dearly.
"I love you Darcy..." My dad said rubbing my back then kissed my head.
"I'm going to go relax, and you should be going to bed missy..." He said letting me go.
"Dad... it's Friday night..." I complained.
"And your ten years old... goodnight Darcy..." My dad said with raised eyebrows walking out of my room.
"Night dad..." I said with a sigh and frowned. Once my dad heard that, he stopped in his tracks. Then he turned around.
"You got until 11:00, ok? Then it's lights out." Dad said.
"Thanks dad!" I said, my frown immediately turning into a smile. My dad smiled and nodded then walked out of my room. In my house, I was always daddy's little girl. And honestly, that's fine with me.
I sat in my laptop chair and closed the tich song, I don't feel like listening to music right now. I went on ring.com, a social networking site. In my feed, I saw Haley posted a new photo. It must be of her and James having fun at the club. But, when I looked at the picture... I saw her and David, James's friend.
David was kissing Haley's neck... but Haley is with James. This could NOT be good. I looked through her photos and there were a lot of slack photos of her and James. How could she do this to James.
And she changed her relationship status to complicated. I sighed, why do people fall in love when their always breaking up? I closed my laptop and laid in my bed. I will never let someone hurt me like that... ever.
