~Darcy POV~
We rushed into my dorm sucking faces, his tongue roaming my mouth. John rubbed his hand through my curls and rubbed his hand down my back. Then he tugged at the waist band of my jeans.
"It's still buttoned..." I said unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans.
"Oh." John said kissing quick kisses up and down my neck. We stumbled to my couch and fell on it, then, he pulled his pants down half way and straddled me. He began to pull down his boxers until-
What should Darcy do? Should she still try to have sex with John? Or should she chicken out?
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FanfictionMy name is Darcy Styles. Yes, I am Harry Style's daughter, but just because I'm his daughter doesn't mean that it's all rainbows and danilions. I've been to hell and back in my life. I got gang raped as a young girl, and one of the guys who raped me...
