20 years ago you met Harry Styles, 3 months after you found you had fallen in love with him and his cheeky ways, 2 years later he asked you to marry him, then 5 months after that you became Mrs. Harry Styles, a year after that you had your first child with him; Kaden D. Styles, 1 year and a half after Kade, came your 'beloved' daughter; Darcy Anne Styles. Now, roughly 18 years later, your son is turning 20 and your daughter is 18. Harry is 45 and you are 39, and starting last month, he and his band mates got together for a reunion tour, and tonight they are performing in London, you are forcing your daughter to come because the whole point is the reunion, and she doesn't want to.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." You say to Darcy sarcastically as she walks down the stairs.
Harry's head snaps up and he grins at her. "Hello, Princess." He checks his watch and groans. "I need to go now, it'll take me a while to get to London and we need to practice and such. Bye my Lovelies." He grins and kisses Y/N cheek. He walks over to Darcy and kisses her forehead, she stay standing by the fridge with a scowl on her face.
"Oh, right, you have that reunion tour this year, good luck, Daddy." Darcy kisses his cheek and walks around him.
Harry turns around slowly to face you, raising his eye brows and spreading his hands in gesture that says; 'what the fuck?'. "You didn't tell her last week?" He sighs.
You wince and look up in mock thought. "I swear I thought I did."
Harry rolls his eyes and waves his hand in dismissal. "Whatever, it's your problem now, have fun." And he leaves.
Darcy narrows her eyes at you. "What didn't you tell me?"
You narrow your eyes back and point your finger at her. "Don't look at me like that."
You and your daughter aren't as close as you and your son, Darcy's a Daddy's girl, Kaden and Harry clashed only when Kaden first became a teen, but he straightened out, for you and Darcy it has only gotten worse.
You sigh and roll your eyes. "You can't go over to Beatrice's tonight, you have to come with the rest of the 1D Family to the show tonight in London." You huff and turn back to the stove, wiping it with a dirty cloth, even though it was previously clean.
"OH MY GOD!"
"Do not use that language."
"I'LL USE WHATEVER LANGUAGE I WANT, I'M AN ADULT!"
"You're still a teenager Darcy, and you live under my roof, you follow my rules."
"THIS ISN'T YOUR ROOF! I KNOW THAT YOU'VE NEVER HAD TO WORK A DAY IN YOUR LIFE BECAUSE OF DAD, IT'S HIS HOUSE!" She screams at you and storms away.
You know she won't disobey Harry, so she won't leave.
"I'll go up and talk to her." You grip the counter and keep your back to your son, squeezing your eyes shut and forcing the frustrated tears down.
"Thanks." You choke out and brush the fly-away hairs from your ponytail out of your eyes. You just can't seem to get through to her, and you don't know what you're doing wrong. It used to be you against Harry, the Rule-Maker against the Rule-Breaker, then as the kids grew up he helped you more, but Darcy still only ever listened to him, and even though all your friends and Harry always tell you it'll get better as she ages, it hasn't, not even close.
Your phone rings and you pick it up straight away. "Mrs. Styles?"
"This is she."
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"Dee-Cee?" Kaden asks from Darcy's door.
"Mmm." She replies and puts down her phone.
Kaden walks in and closes the door. "You are going to the show tonight."
