~Darcy POV~
"You know what. Maybe I should just leave." John said clenching his jaw.
"What?" I asked with widened eyes. "Will you speak to me again?"
"Uh... yeah..." John said pulling up his pants.
"Well, call me!" I called over, half naked on the couch as John headed for the door. John made a solute and left. I laid on the couch and frowned. He's not gonna call.
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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...