Chapter Thirteen
                              
                              * D a r c y * 
                                   The bright light came back to shine on me when I was quietly studying. My head slowly lifts up finding a beautiful ocean clear green eyes duplicating mine. The color of his skin complimented and blended so well with the luminous white light. The angel like image was there again and never did I ever feel so safe. He took my hand then brought it towards his pink rosy lips gently placing a kiss on it. The feeling of his lips were soft, as soft as a warm blanket on a cold day. So suddenly, something pulls me away from him, a very strong  force drags me away. The only thing I can do is scream for help but my ear only audiates my echoes disappearing and Harry vanishing away from me...
                              
                                   I wake up with a gasp with the view of my mother in front of me not really looking pleased. She then points at the clock and it was 10:34 AM. The first thing I did was jump off of bed and run to my closet since its a school day. I can not miss school because for me every day is an important lesson. 
                              "I called the school you are missing." She says rather seriously.
                              "WHAT! I can't mother." I respond already sliding my clothes on.
                              "Darcy, You will stay. Besides, I already called the school. Do not worry or stress yourself out." She speaks and I sigh while nodding.
                              "Fine."
                              "Breakfast is in the table. Also, I am going to work. Love you." She kisses my cheek then walks towards my door, but then haults. "Do you happen to have a crush on.... Harry?" 
                                    My eyes opened vastly by surprise. Did I perhaps say his name out loud again? But no, I do not have a keen interest on him. He has a shabby personality and he so impolite. Also, his language is so obsene!
                              "Stay away from that boy. I saw him smoking a couple of minutes ago." With that she turns and walks away.
                                   I take my nearest pillow and hug it amongst my chest. The dream of Harry again, made me wonder why I dreamt about it but this time differently. It was beginning to make me realise that I needed to stay even farther away from him because to me he is no angel.
                                   My attention was set on my hand, where his warm rosy lips was sweetly kissed upon. All I can do is wonder why than find out why. 
                                   Within minutes, I clean up my room and go towards my dining room to eat. Next to the breakfast my mother gave me was a note. Not just an ordinary 'I love you, Darcy.' it was chores. Groaning, I slump onto my chair looking at the not so long list. 
                              Darcy you must: 
                                   * Clean your room.
     * Clean the kitchen. 
     * Sweep and mop the house. 
     * Fold the clothes from the dryer. 
     * Water the grass and flowers. 
                              Love, Mom. <3 
                                   It wasn't big of a list but despite I am going to work later, I couldn't help but to think I have a job in my house as well. 
                                   I quickly ate and started right away on the chores so I can rest 'till 5PM. It was 11:56 AM when I was finished cleaning everything. Yet, I only needed to water the grass and flowers outside. 
                                   The fresh cool Chicago air hit my skin but it was chilly at the same time. November is here and I can't help but to think December. December is one of my month favorites because everyone, all my cousins, all my aunts, uncles, come over to our house and make a family gathering. To me, it brings my lips form a smile. 
                                      
                                   
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That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]
FanfictionWhen good meets bad and turns into firing red of love. Like two chemicals creating a new bond or explosion. You know, opposites attract. Like Harry Styles and Darcy Wilde.
 
                                               
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