Darcys POV
"Maybe I should run away, get George and Emily come too" I cried to myself in my pillow. I heard scuttling and whispers outside my door "FUCK OFF" I scream
"Now thats no way to speak to your mother like that" Harry scolds
"Oh look whos talking daddy" I say sarcastically pulling out a suitcase from under my bed
"Darcy" My mother says sternly
"Mum" i say back in the same tone as i drag all my clothes out of my wardrobe and throw them into my suitcase, not even folding them. I can do that at Lukes
"Darcy stop being a brat" My mother shouts
"Oh guess what mum, whilst you were off shagging Harry I was with Luke, yeah both of us disobeying eachother excepet i have a valid reason of why I hate HIM you dont have one for Luke except his mothers a stuck up snob" I scream shoving my curlers, straightners, crimpers, hair dryer and brush into my suitcase and grabbing 3 bags shoving my shoes in 2 of them and washing stuff in the other
"no I would have known" she laughs as I zip up my suitcase and shove some shoes on my feet and throw my suitcase and bags out the window and onto the roof of the garage
"Go on, tell her Harry" I laugh as I sit on the edge of the window waiting for what he says
"She was there last night" he says. ha bitch. I jump onto the roof of the garage before throwing my stuff down again onto the floor and jumping again.
I'm out of here!
YOU ARE READING
Darcy (Harry Styles Fanfic
FanfictionHarry leaves his best friend who is also the mother of his child to join the Biggest boyband on tge planet, but will Tasha give him another chance to see Darcy or has he blown it for good?
