Are We Friends or Are We More?

Chapter 1

Are we friends or are we more?

Darcy's Pov

Hey! My name's Darcy Styles. My mum and dad are Ivy and Harry Styles. My dad is a famous architect, maybe you've heard of the Hotel Styles' ..amm...yes, that's ours. We have hotels in the States, including Hawaii, all around Europe, and not so long ago we opened a few in South Africa. My parents are away a lot, especially my dad. But now, strangely enough, they're home. We live in London, or at least me.

I am 17 years old, I'm in high school. I have a few friends, not so many, because you just can't know who wants to be your true friends, or who wants your money. My best friend is Matthew Tomlinson. Matt is quite tall, he has browm hair and blue eyes. You know puberty hit hard and he's a hottie, girls all around him. But he hasn't dated anyone for a while. We have known each other since we were toddlers, our fathers were classmates in high school, and stayed close friends. My mum is a journalist, but she's not currently working for any papers, she usually helps dad with the accountancy.

I got my dad's piercing green eyes, my mum's staright, brunette hair, and I'm quite skinny, I usually wear jeans and hoddies along with Vans or sneakers. I don't have any brothers or sisters.

So, today is a Monday, it's the beginning of September. I got up late, at 7 and I am rushing like an idiot. A pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a hoddie, my hair in a ponytail, bit of make up, and it's already 7:30, and Matt is here, picking me up. I stumble on my feet and I feel myself falling, - Oh great, I'm going to the hospital instead of school. Way to start a schoolyear! That's when Dad caught me.

- 'Easy, Darling!'

- 'Ahh thanks, Dad! It would have been fabulous if I broke my leg.' – I stated sarcastically.

- 'Darcy, you're just as clumsy as your mother.' – He laughed.

- 'Don't believe a word he says.' – My mum came in the room with a smile on her face.

- 'Haha, is she, Dad?' – I asked giggling.

- 'Yes, and this is all my fault that you've inherited it. ... Oh, man!'

- 'Daaaad! I don't wanna know about these things!!!' -- He just laughed it off.

- 'Harry!' - Mum scolded him.

- 'Alright, alright. Do you know how we met, Darce?' – Dad asked me, but his eyes were on mum, and they were smirking like two teenager. It's weird that they're still so in love with each other. I smiled as I put on my sneakers.

- 'No, I do not.'

- 'Go, Darcy! Matt's waiting.' – My mum told me.

- 'Alright, but we'll come back to this.' – I laughed and I waved goodbye.

General Pov

- 'So, who's the clumsy one?' – Ivy asked her husband.

- 'It's you, of course. Don't you remember when you bumped into me on the corner?' – Smirked Harry.

- 'Well I only remember the time, when we were camping, and we ended up sleeping in the car, because SOMEone couldn't build up a tent. Or when this SOMEbody kept tripping in e-v-e-r-ything, and he bumped his head into a branch.' [it happened to me actually haha]

- 'Ahh, I have no idea who you're talking about, but I think I'm going to be late from the meeting. Bye, love.' – He kissed Ivy and smirked at her.

- You bastard! – She laughed with a know-it-all look, shaking her head.

Darcy's Pov

- 'Hey, Matty-boo.' – I said, as I hugged Matt, I know he hated when I called him that, but I was in a cheeky mood. – Oh, hey Lizzie. – Actually her name is Lisa. She's Matt's sister, we're classmates and friends.