That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twleve

*If you find a mistake, I am very sorry and very unprofessional at this. I write in the enjoyment of your pleasure lol! So please, don't judge me! :(*

* D a r c y *

      He spoke to me in that pure poise I call heaven in the echoes in church. My little angels must hear the English accent for them to educate their voice to sing in that residence. There is a choir for me aswell to sing in but I teach for the absence of the teacher, Mrs. Jones. She will be coming in this week; so I will be singing in the church choir. One of my specialities I enjoy to do in my spare of time. Singing choral music.

"You must be mad that I know your name." I turn to face him but he was looking down at his hands. A cough escaped from his lips and cleared his throat. I was almost afraid that he was not going to speak again.

"If you fucking tell anyone, I fucking swear, Mary." His words were almost too threatening and despite the fact that I love God, I did not stop him.

"It's Darcy." I correct him.

"No, it's Mary because you are nothing but a fucking innocent -goody-two-shoes- virgin." He scowled.

     Never in my life did I imagine him to cuss and tell me such thing! It only got me angry, confused, and slightly upset. Nothing came out of my mouth but to walk towards the front door. Once my hand touches the handle, I wait for him to recall my name to apologize but nothing happens. I just squnt my eyes and open the door.

"Darcy!" I hear my name but the voice belonged to Anne. A sigh slipped from my mouth but turned with a smile. "Where are you going?"

"I have homework to do, I apologize." I turn but she yelps my name again before I step out.

"I can help you with your homework, college right?" She asks politely but I must reject.

"I am actually a senior in high school." I tell them and my vision catches Harry's reaction to a eye brow lift. "I must go but thank you. You, Anne, are very lovely." With that I walk out with my feelings jumping everywhere out of place. My head constantly repeats that I made a stupid mistake, while my lips mentally want to zip themselves to never speak again, and my heart was aching that he said such words to me. Though, I musn't be ashamed on being a virgin, it was only the way he exposed it towards me.

     When I arrive in my chilly house, I go straight to my bedroom and close my curtains. The notebook on top my desk caught my eye sight and it read:

'Why did you do that?'

    This brought me the memory when I felt some sort of mixed emotion towards this guy. He was trouble, mean trouble. Something I should not be invovled. I guess my white angel dream meant nothing at all. It was only a silly dream that everyone has every once in awhile.

     A sigh escapes my lips and begin my homework and try to illuminate the thought of, Harry.

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"Goodbye mom!" I scream already running late.

"Darcy." She screams back from the kitchen and I quickly jog over, letting her do the sign of the cross. "Bye, have a nice day at work okay?"

"I will." I smiled and hoped I did as well.

-Day Eight of Working.

     Already made it a week in work without a sweat but to work with That Co-Worker. My mouth will be sealed because if he wants his voice to be unknown then I'll let it be.