Daughter of Swift + Bk 4 (Haylor&DustinFF) (Completed)

Chapter 12 ~ How Bout This?

Darcy’s POV:

“How was your holidays?” asks Wendy.

“Fine” I shrug.

“Fine?” she echoes “what went on?”

“To much, please can we avoid it?” I ask her.

Wendy shrugs, and hands change to the waiting customer.

Over break. I hold my mobile wondering if I should text Justin, ask him to come round for tea, invite him over for a coffee once we close.

“What’s up Love?” Wendy asks peering at the mobile and me.

“Just thinking” I admit.

“Oh yes, that guy who was he? That’s right your old school friend?” she asks.

I nod “Justin Thyme” I say.

“That’s him, how did your meeting to?” she asks.

How can I begin to explain about Justin, how can I say he saved me? That he was there for me? That he is trying so hard to make me see things I’ve refused to, he’s pushing me and its like I don’t know it’s happening.

“It went well” I nod at her.

Wendy smiles “I want to meet him, make sure he’s decent” she tells me.

I go shy and embarrassed she reminds me of my Dad, concerned and protective. Thinking of that makes me think of Mum and Dad both, would they? Have they split? I know I should ring and find out for myself, but I know I’m to fragile for the news if they have, but all in all I’m still very worried.

We resume work. The afternoon crowd is many, I’m serving customers, serving coffees and counting change.

Justin’s POV:

“Mum please” I plead.

“No way, am I stopping here Justin, don’t you know who she is? Darcy is a daughter of a Super Pop Star Family,” she tells me for the four hundred time.

“Please Mum,” I tell her again “I know what she is, I know who she is, but I like her all the same”

“We are on the UK Express” Mum says, “our name, do you realise what that will do to us?” she demands.

I sigh, “Yes I’m on the UK Express Mum and so is Darcy”

“It’s not good enough why did you have to pick a pop stars daughter?” she demands “weren’t the common girls okay?”

“Darcy is common Mum,” I say.

“Don’t give me that, common in what way is she common?” she demands.

“She works at a café,” I tell her.

“Café?” she asks.

“Yea you know the main one in Manchester Street Coffee Spoon the real popular one,” I tell her.

Mum looks at me “She works there with Wendy Graham?” she asks.

I nod “that’s her boss” I tell Mum.

“You mean the girl who makes the coffee’s, serves the tables and dishes out change is Darcy Styles?” Mum asks in disbelief.

“Yes” I nod at Mum.

“I’ve met her, what a sweet down to earth darling” Mum grins.

“See Mum” I say.

“I see yes Justin I see” Mum smiles “I’d love her to come round sometime, it would be so cute”