Identity (Harry Styles FanFic) BOOK 1

Chapter 21: Ok

Chapter 21:

Ok

Previously On Identity: "Their here."

Darcy's POV

Their here. I can't do this. Not after all I've done, I've gotten so far.

"P-please, I can't go." I'm nearly in tears.

"Look kid, your parents are here, now move it!" He scolds, pulling me up by my arm. I dig my heel into the cement, planting my combat boots on the cement. It's quite childish, but quite effective.

"No." I say.

"Were going, and it's final!" He booms.

"No!" I say with a bit more force. I quickly grab ahold of the bars, him tugging.

"Listen brat, we both know your gonna see them sometime, so, ya might as well do it now." He was right. I look down, peeling my fingers from the bars. I nod slowly. I am giving up. This is it. I guess this was just meant to happen. He slowly prods me down the hall, and to the lobby. "Good choice kiddo." He says. I roll my eyes.

"Don't call me kiddo. We aren't friends, nor are we even acquaintances." The officer then rolls his eyes at me and I scowl. My feet make a clomping noise as I trudge slowly down the hall. I'd see them, but it is definitely being delayed.

"You look like your parents." He says. I scoff.

"Their blonde and blue eyed. Sure I look like them."

"What? You got your mommas face and your dad's eyes and hair. I ain't seen no blondes or blue eyed people 'round here." I stop dead in my tracks, whipping around to him.

"Are they...is my dad's name Harry?" I ask.

"Mr. Styles. Yeah. Why wouldn't you know that?" He scoffs.

"Why didn't you say that before?!" My eyes light up. "C'mon we gotta go!" I scream. I take off, sprinting faster than I ever have in my entire life. My lungs burn for air and I'm a bit winded from running so fast but I continue. The police officers keys jingle behind me, though he's far behind. I run through the lobby, smile wide on my face. That's when I see them. My parents. The first time they knew they were my parents. "MOM! DAD!" I scream. They both look at me, smiling widely.

"Darcy!" Mom sobs.

"Darcy..." Dad whispers. I run straight into their arms, sobbing.

"I...I missed you s-so much!" I sob, tears streaming down my face. "I love you! I love you..." Mom kisses the top of my head, tears streaking her face. Dad has tears in his eyes too, hugging me tightly. We finally pull away after a very long embrace, the officer standing behind us. Mom and Dad wipe the tears from my cheeks, smiling.

"I can't believe my baby is here." Mom sighs. "I'm sorry...I just..." I nod, smiling. Mom was extremely beautiful, large grey eyes, a very rare eye color, just like my fathers rare green eyes. Her dark brown hair suited her perfectly, and she was the most beautiful person I'd ever seen. Dad was very handsome, his curly hair also suiting him perfectly. He had many tattoos, but didn't seem bothered by them.

"These aren't exactly your legal guardians." The officer says.

"They are! They were until those filthy people stole me!" I hiss. Dad smirks a little.

"You didn't like them?"

"No. I guess not, especially when I figured out they stole me away from you." Mom and Dad smile widely.

"So, your legal guardians are coming straight over." The officer said.

"What?!" I holler.

"She sure got some of Louis' sass." Mom murmurs.

"I'm sorry, but we need them here." The officer walks out, and I sigh exasperatedly.

"I guess I should tell you something else." I sigh. "I met Aunt Per, and Uncle Zayn. He didn't believe it was me, but Per did."

"What did Zayn do?"

"He yelled at me, called me basically an imposter and forced me to leave. Not that I wanted to stay with him, he was a bit scary." Mom and Dad chuckle. "When do I get to see the rest of my uncles? And Grandma?"

"You remember all of them?" Dad asks in disbelief.

"Of course I remember them!" I scoff. "Uncle Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall."

"Wow."

"Oh and what about Aunt Gemma?" I ask.

"Calm down Darcy, we'll see all of them soon." Mom smiles, draping an arm around me.

"Ok... Can they come see me now? Like now? Please?" I am nearly bouncing.

"I've called them, they're on their way. We'd never not tell them." Dad says.

"Great." I smile. We all take a seat, and I sit between the two of them. "How will this work? I mean, what do we do? I have to come live with you guys again."

"We just readopt you, get all the paperwork set up, and were good." Mom answers.

"But...what about my sister? Darby?"

"Darby?" Dad asks.

"Yeah...we sorta have similar names. My parents changed her name, but I'm not sure about her first name." I sigh. The door opens, and they appear. Darby is there, and a smile spreads widely over my face. She smiles widely too, her long blonde hair wavy and down, her blue eyes lighting up at the sight of me. Now that I think of it, I guess I felt safe with Per because she looked like Darby. Dad's eyebrows crease.

"Alex? What're you doing here?" He says slowly.

"Harry? Fuck..." Alex murmurs. Or 'Dad'. I'll just call him Alex as of now.

"What are you doing here? How did you know we were here?" Dad stands up, he seemed very scary, very tall, and his figure seemed dark. He was someone I'd definitely not want to get in trouble with, but someone I felt protected by.

"Harry...I can explain." I stand up behind Dad.

"It's him. That's the man that kidnapped me." I whisper. How did they know each other? I was so confused.

"You fucker!" Dad growls, punching Alex right in the face. I gasp, a smile twitching at my gaped mouth. Alex's head swishes to the side at the impact, then facing us again with blood dribbling from above his eyebrow. Dad smashes him against the wall, nearly choking Alex as he struggled. "I trusted you! You were supposed to be our private investigator!" He booms. Mom grabs my arm, pressing her lips to mine. I can see the satisfaction in her eyes, even though she knows if she doesn't stop him now, he'll probably kill Alex. Sandra, my 'Mom' doesn't safe touch Dad, holding Darby back. Darby jerks away from her, and the officer rips Dad away from Alex. I run to Darby and hug her tightly. Here comes the waterworks. A few tears slip down my cheeks, and Darby cries a little too, although were laughing for some reason.

"I missed you so much." She whispers.

"I missed you too Darby...so much." I whisper back. Mom is trying to calm Dad down and Sandra is checking if Alex was ok. I was ok, I was more than ok. My sister is here, I've got my parents, my real ones, and my dad punched my kidnapper dad in the face. I'm ok. For once, I am ok. But it won't last long.

AUTHORS: The story is NOT over yet guys! There are gonna be probably four more chapters and there will be a SEQUAL which I will start right after I'm finished with this story. Please leave a vote! Love ya, bye!

P.S

I know, it's bad I haven't edited in awhile since I have been lately, but this chapter I wasn't feeling like editing.