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Larry Fights Be Like...
Harry: *Fighting with Louis* BUT LOUIS IT'S JUST AN-
Louis: Harry I swear to god if you don't get rid of it I'll break up with you
Harry: Louis we're married. And what's so wring with av-
Louis: DON'T SAY IT! EW STOP!
Harry: *fed up* LOUIS IT'S JUST AN AVOCADO PLUSHIE FOR DARCY!!!!
Louis: I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE LET YOU STAY WITH HER ALL DAY!! NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO HER!! YOU'VE CORRUPTED HER WITH ALL YOUR TALK OF AVOCADO'S!!
I imagine Darcy is quite young when she loses her virginity because she doesn’t care about much at her age but she doesn’t want her sister to lose it the same way she did x
YES.
With a guy who she’s on and off with. They get together, they fight, they break-up, and soon enough, they’re spotted kissing in the corridors and telling people they’re back on. With the same guy who is in the majority of her college classes, who she met when she first started, who is also in the same friendship group as her, who is also the guy who gets her into smoking during their free-time, and he’s also the guy who gets her dabbling on the dangered task of mixing alcohol.
She’s 16, I always imagine.
Completely fresh into the age and still incredibly young and naive, no matter what she says, but of legal consent to know what she’s doing. To know what she’s agreeing to. And in the moment, she thinks it’s the best feeling and she feels on top of the world because she’s got a fit guy snogging her face off and touching her in places that send electric shocks through her. Hidden in a tiny closest of a friend’s house. Pushed against the wall, banging heads, tongues pushed down each others throats and tasting the hint of vodka and cherry shots on his tongue. She feels cool. All her friends have done this. All her friends make-out and hook-up with guys at parties before going back to normal around everyone and she felt like she fit in with them now… because sex to them, and now to Darcy, was a novelty. xx
does darcy ever get caught smoking?
She does, of course. And, regardless of how many times Harry and the missus tell her to stop, she carries on and ignores what they say. But, she eventually gives up though; travelling on her gap-year is what, evidently, changes her and tears away the rebellious side. xx
@txkecxntrxl, você tem um admirador secreto!
Maybe a bit vulgar. But do you think that Darcy will lose her virginity to someone she cares about or just a one night stand type of thing x
I want to say that she’ll wait for that someone special (Sam) but, as the story progresses and she becomes a teenager, she gets mixed up with the wrong crowd of friends and becomes a little rebellious and goes to parties during college and such. I think, I haven’t thought much into it at the moment, that she’ll lose her virginity to some random guy she meets at a college party, as a one-night stand. xx
Party People
Embankment, London 2037
“Hey.” Mikael sighed as he slumped onto the bench, Darcy grinning up at him with a bottle of Malibu in her hand. Mik grinned at her. “You look like you’re enjoying yourself.”
Darcy simply let out a happy whoop in response before taking a swig - and then offering it to him. Happily, Mik took it.
“Where’s your best friend? Or have you finally surgically removed yourself?” Mik snickered, glancing around. There was only a group of twelve or so of them, from a mixture of schools in the area, drinking and messing around. It was late on a Thursday evening, much later than the time of the Embankment’s rush; they had to party there during weekdays, unless they wanted snooty adults or excited tourists as their audience.
“So funny.” Darcy said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. “This isn’t her scene.”
“You mean, because I’m here, her and her brother won’t come?” Mik asked shrewdly, waggling his eyebrows knowingly when Darcy narrowed her eyes in response.
“No.” Darcy said haughtily, snatching the bottle back - and then taking a sip, bursting into a fit of giggles and nodding. “Okay, yes! But why do you suddenly care so much? I thought Mik Malik was too cool for that?”
“I am.” Mik grinned, pretending to pop his collar. Darcy spluttered. “It’s just immature. What happened between our parents that’s so big, Zarina acts like I’m contaminating the oxygen surrounding her when I walk into a room?”
“She does not.” Darcy scoffed. “She just very elegantly extracts herself from the situation. There’s a difference.”
“Yeah, if you say so.” He grinned.
Darcy said nothing for a few moments, laughing at the antics of some of their friends in the corner. Mik was silent - thoughtful.
“Why do you care so much?” Darcy suddenly asked, turning to him - and Mik instantly felt stupid for assuming Darcy was as tipsy as she’d made out. Mik instantly shrugged, too quickly for him to be genuinely nonchalant. “Oh, my God. Do you like her or something?” Mik scoffed - and in turn, Darcy shoved him. “Mikael Malik, you tell me the truth right now! Do you have a crush on Zarina Zafar?”
“How can I have a crush on her if I’ve spoken to her, what, maybe once?”
“Nobody said fancying someone was a logical process.” Darcy pointed out, before smiling slyly. “And anyway, it could just be that you think she’s pretty. Do you think she’s pretty?”
Mik, knowing that only shrugging again would not be a wise move, pretended to think.
“She’s plain.” He finally offered, not entirely lying. Although Darcy hardly made herself look ugly, it was no secret she took pride in her appearance - the art of looking smart and sexy at the same time, be that with clothes, makeup and whatever else, had been mastered by the girl beside him. Even people who tried more than Darcy faded into comparison for her - so for Zarina Zafar to apparently not give a shit about her appearance and be seen hanging out with Darcy all the time, well, highlighted her faults. “She doesn’t care about how she looks, and you should care about stuff like that.”
“My best friend is not plain.” Darcy corrected, elbowing Mik in the ribs. “She has an extremely wonderful natural beauty that dicks like you are incapable of seeing.”
“Whatever.”
More silence.
“So it’s not that you necessarily find her as attractive or hot as, say, Holly.” They both turned to look at the aforementioned redhead, who was laughing loudly with a group of boys in the corner. Darcy rolled her eyes. “But you respect the fact she doesn’t care about that stuff? Like you and Holly and everyone else here does?”
“I didn’t say that.” Mik frowned.
“You didn’t have to.” Darcy smirked. “Look, between you and I, I think there’s a kind of poetry in you and Zarina - seeing as your parents didn’t work out. But, as her best friend and on a serious one - don’t screw around. Ari’s a good little Asian girl. She doesn’t date and she also doesn’t believe in people’s bullshit, so if you want to try it with her, fine, go ahead - but don’t expect her to be in any way reciprocative.”
As much as Mik wanted to stay nonchalant, to keep pretending that he wasn’t curious about Zarina Zafar - even if he didn’t understand why himself -, Mik couldn’t help but let the word slip from his mouth; one word, but so telling.
“Why?”
Darcy grinned.
“Because my sister is a badass.”
Mik controlled his mouth enough to not reply and shortly afterwards, Darcy and the bottle of Malibu had wandered off to the larger group.
Mik thought about Zarina “Ari” Zafar, then; he allowed himself to think about her properly for the first time.
It wasn’t that she didn’t have the resources Darcy did; everyone knew about the Zafar family’s wealth and, even if by some miracle they didn’t, it was clear from the little clues… Her studded Valentino backpack, her top-range Macbook, the diamond studs on display because she always had her hair smartly pulled back; the sunglasses, the types of restaurants she’d been to, the holidays Mik had heard her talk snippets about in the corridor. She had the money to be glamorous and sexy like Darcy, or even just a bit more… Presentable, but she didn’t seem to care. Her hair was always in the same neat ponytail, she always had a face bare save for what looked like Chapstick.
The only time Mik had thought Zarina Zafar was anything more than a nerd whose money had allowed her into the rich kids group, was when he’d spotted her just before a girl’s night out with Darcy.
Darcy, like Mik, was a partier - but she was still allowed into Zarina’s elite circle of millionaire friends, not only because her Dad was Harry Styles and a her mother a sometimes-model, but because Zarina allowed it. Mik had never seen Zarina in the party group. He didn’t think it possible.
So when he’d caught a glimpse of Darcy that day, in a tight dress, leather jacket and heels, he hadn’t expected how Zarina had looked.
She’d had her hair in its usual sleek, high ponytail - but she’d looked different. Having Ria as a sister meant that Mik had been able to identify she was only wearing very light eyeliner and maybe some tinted Chapstick, but the transformation had been unbelievable. She’d been wearing ripped, skinny black jeans, a T-shirt and a studded, sleeveless denim vest with various badges on it, with studded black boots. She’d been wearing Aviators and laughing loudly, dancing to a hip hop song with one of the other girls, the song being played from someone’s phone. She’d looked like a rockstar.
That was how it had started, Mik realised. His… Curiosity. He’d been so shocked to see that different side to her, he’d started watching her when he could. Darcy alternated between sitting with Mik’s chilled party friends and sitting with the older kids - namely, her brother, Danyal Zafar and Zarina; but Mik began watching the other table from the corner of his eye, finding himself more and more surprised as he saw the extraverted and funny behaviour of Zarina that contrasted so much to the silent, so-called “dignified” figure that acted as if he didn’t exist when they were in the same room.
And now, hearing Darcy warn him that Zarina wouldn’t ever give him the time of day… When Darcy knew Mik had a way with the girls. He always had. His Dad joked it was inherited.
Because she’s a badass.
Well, Mik thought to himself. I’m a badass too.
Little TBT
Darcy and hughie!! Hehehe
Darie (Darcy Styles x Hughie Horan)
Disclaimer: this is based only on the relationship we know about so far!
