Shocking question and another birthday

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"Harry's pov"


"Harry! Don't tell me your in your room again! It's new years Eve, you should be spending this with us, not in your room. Come on!"

Louis says as he runs in falling dramatically on my bed.

At 43 years old he still acts like a child...

"But you know why I don't like today, it's the eve of Darcy's birthday." I say, my voice hoarse from being silent for so long.

As soon as I say those words, he goes silent for a minute and looks away. Even though, it was years ago he hasn't fully forgiven me, and I don't blame him.  I find it hard to forgive myself. When it all comes back to me, as I lay awake at night.

" It is, isn't it?" Louis finally says, his voice quiet.

" Yes. Now I want a drink." I say my voice clipped.

"Don't have to ask me twice" He declares, though I hadn't asked.

" Darcy's pov."

2036 here I come! I turn 20 in a few minutes. I was born January 1st, 12:05 am.

This year I'm turning 20. And it marks the 14 year point since my life was flipped upside-down...

I'm broken from my thoughts, by my phone ringing.

" Darcy speaking" I answer off-hand.

"Hey Darcy! It's Jonas here! Just thought I would remind you that the Grammy's are tomorrow. Remember your performance! "

" I will." I respond, as I hear him sigh.

" It's a dance, then I'm up for awards in dance and for my modeling preview, right?" I quickly add so he feels like he is needed again.

"Right, be there by 12 pm, okay?" He says, in a perky voice.

"Sounds great! " I say over enthusiastically.

"Bye, Jonas!" I add quickly, then I hang up.

11:57 pm.

I am gonna be ringing in my birthday, and the new year alone, since my boyfriend is on a tour, and doesn't come back until the awards tomorrow.

Well, no kiss at midnight for me I think as I sit on our couch.

It doesn't seem like long, but the tv shouts out 'happy new year' startling me from my thoughts.

That's when I hear the door nob jiggle. I instantly stand up, and I walk toward the door grabbing an umbrella from the basket on my way by.

I peek through the peep-hole, and instantly set down my umbrella, as I reach toward the lock.

"Happy new year, baby." My boyfriend says, as the door opens, as he hugs me tightly.

"I thought you were in the USA?" I ask confused.

"Well, I had a valid reason for coming back." He says, as he gets down on one knee.

"Luke.." I say, as he pulls out a fancy ring box.

"Darcy, I know you aren't the type of girl that likes super fancy things, and I can't impress you with shiny cars, or million dollar rings. I know that you would rather stay in, instead of go out. Instead of dancing the night away, you would rather spend the night in our pajamas watching Netflix  because you dance all day. But all these things don't come close, Darcy, I love you so much that it would physically kill me, if I couldn't have you forever, so Darcy Anne Styles, will you do me the honor of becoming Darcy Anne Hemmings?" Luke concludes, a very hopeful look on his face.

"Of course I will!" I exclaim, as he picks me up into a sweet kiss.

"Happy birthday baby" He says, finally setting me down.

"Happy new year." I respond, smiling up at him.

After he looks in on Maria, we crawl into bed, and talk about our wedding hours into the day, though we both have to perform tomorrow.


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