"Daddy Direction." Sequel

Chapter 19

Harry's POV 

"DARCY SOMEONE IS HERE TOO SEE YOU!" I shouted upto Darcy from the bottom of the stairs. Emma was stood beside me in sweats and a Jack Wills hoodie. 

"WHO?" Darcy screamed back at me. Fuck sake. All because I sent her to bed. 

"COME DOWN AND HAVE A LOOK." I turned to Em and gave her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry if she starts. She's been like this ever since I told her to eat her dinner and she wouldn't." Emma waved her hand in protest in front of her. 

"Don't apologise, she just needs to know she can't do what she is, like I got told." Darcy came running downstairs not looking where she was going and ran straight into me. I stepped back slightly allowing Darcy to look up at Emma.

"What's she doing here?" Emma looked seriously hurt by Darcy's words but I mean who wouldn't? Her cousin is in such a bad mood she doesn't want her here...

"Darcy Emily Styles. Don't talk to me or Emma like that. Emma is here to talk to you." Darcy began to sulk and sat down on the step she was stood on. 

"I don't want to talk. I want you both to leave me the hell alone." I picked Darcy up from the step and walked her into the living room, placing her on the sofa. I sat down beside her and Emma sat the other side. Stopping her from going anywhere. 

"Look Darcy, you can't behave like this. The attitude is not a good look and your mum and dad wont tolerate it." 

"Then why are you here telling me and not him?" 

"He, who happens to be your father asked me to come because I used to be like you. All attitude and moody and it's not good Darcy. You can't act like this. It needs to stop." Emma said coldly. Darcy looked at me and scowelled before looking back at Emma. 

"What if I don't want to change? What if, what if I like the way I am? Mum wouldn't mind." Zoe appeared from the kitchen and laughed. 

"Darcy, Darcy, Darcy. You do make me laugh, it was me that called Emma. You can't act how you are doing. I'd listen to Emma if I was you." I smiled and nodded to Zoe. She hasn't really got the hang of the parenting situation yet. It was 6 years ago since Darcy was born and nearly 3 since Jasmine and she's still not sure on how to do things mainly because she's never had her parents, she's scared of doing something wrong. Her mum was never around and that's why she's wanting to be the best mum she can be. She won't even come to see my mum, that's how bad things are. It hurts to see her so vunrable. My thoughts got snapped back to reality when I heard Darcy and Emma screaming at each other. 

"Darcy sit back down." 

"No, you can't tell me what to do. You don't own me. You're nothing." 

"I am your cousin and there is nothing you can do about it, sit back down." 

"You're not even Uncle Liam's daughter..."

"Y-yes I am." Darcy shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. 

"No, Uncle Liam told daddy. You're not his. It's all a set up." Emma looked over to me, her eyes filled with tears. Whatever Darcy is talking about has not been said with me being around. I looked up at Zoe who had the biggest amount of shock plastered on her face. I actually couldn't believe what was coming out of Darcy's mouth right now. Anyone can tell Emma is Liam's. They are like twins. Litrally. 

"Darcy, shut up." 

"No." Tears were now streaming from Emma's eyes. "I'm not lying Emma. Ask Uncle Liam." Darcy strutted off out of the living room and upstairs laughing to herself. Emma turned to me.