Feelings...

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Chapter 7:

Feelings...

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"Did you like daddy?" Darcy asked and she smiled at me hoping for that one answer.

"Well you see, back then we couldn't like each-other. Do you understand?" I tried to say it in the simplest way possible.

She nodded but looked sad as she snuggled further into the white pillow she was lying on. I really don't think i'm going to get her asleep any time soon...

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"I...I...we can't Harry...not after what I saw this morning...before anything happens with you and I, I need to find what's going on with our parents" I said regretting it straight away afterwards. He looked hurt and I felt the exact same way. Why does my life have to be so complicated?

"I totally agree with you...I just don't want to..." He said sadly and I nodded. "I know let's just be...friends...for the moment anyway" 

Harry then climbed out of the car and opened the car door for me like the gentleman he is. I'm just glad things aren't weird between us. I smiled and got out of my side.

He quickly unlocked the door to his medium sized house which last night held one of the worst and best moments of my life.I cannot even describe the mess before us...

I have to admit even though the house looked like a bomb had hit it, I couldn't help but think how much I didn't want to run into Gemma. I don't think I could face her yet. I'm still not sure if she knew I was Skye's girlfriend or not...

Harry walked in after me and immediately groaned as he tugged on his hair. I tapped his back jokingly and said. "Come on bud, we're not going to get any work done while you're moaning" I smirked as I spoke and a small smile spread across his face.

"Ok i'll do downstairs and you do upstairs ok?" Harry asked me as I looked around the house. "But what if people did dirty stuff upstairs" I made a disgusted face as I spoke and over-exaggerated a shudder of my back. "So you're saying you would rather clean the kitchen where there is a lovely pile of vomit?" He asked. "Good point, see you when i'm done" I pointed my finger at him and sprinted up the stairs with a plastic bag for rubbish.

Upstairs wasn't nearly as bad as dpwnstairs where there was plastic cups, drink stains, vomit, wrappers and even cigarette butts. There were though a few things that I would have preferred not to see so early in the day....i'm not going to mention them, all i'm going to say is that I found these 'things' in a bedroom....

I put on a pair of rubber gloves and started picking up the rubbish just as Gemma sleepily shuffled out of her room. I froze on the spot. What do I say? Or do?The second she saw me she froze too.

Wow this is awkward...."Livvy i'm so sorry" A look of guilt and genuiness in her eyes as she spoke. "I had no idea you were Skye's girlfriend. I never would have done it. You know that right?" I could feel the lump appearing once again in my throat and the tears began to fill my eyes but I refused to let them fall. I nodded and she came over and wrapped her arms around me. "I'm so so sorry Livvy. Forgive me?" She asked kindly and I nodded once again. She told me that she wanted a girls day out with me today so after I cleaned up we would go shopping which I haven't done in quite a while.

I went back into the room I was cleaning and continued what I was doing.

An hour later and the entire house would spotless. In fact you would think instead of a party, a maid came and cleaned it. That's how much of a good job we did. Harry and I tried to high-five in the air in sow motion which didn't exactly work but we did it because we're cool like that...

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