You're Cute Come Kiss Me ~ H.S. Fanfiction

Nia's POV

~ Two Years Later ~

I woke up this morning to find Darcy playing inside her crib. "Hi, baby," I smiled before picking her up in my arms. I walked to the kitchen and put her on her high chair. I got her baby food and fed her.

"Elle? You awake yet," I yelled, making sure not to startle Darcy. "Yeah," Elle groaned, walking slowly into the kitchen and pouring herself some cereal. "Can you take care of Darcy? I need to go," I said running into my room.

I got a pair of skinny jeans, a white shirt, and a blazer, and a pair of black heels and rushed to the bathroom.

After my shower, I got dressed, did my make-up, and fixed my hair before coming out and running to Darcy.

"Your turn, Elle," I said, picking up Darcy as Elle rushed to her room then to the shower. I got my bag from behind the door and went into my room to get Darcy dressed.

"Let's go, Darcy," I whispered, opening the door. "Bye, Elle," I yelled as I closed the door and headed for the elevator.

I squeezed in with the crowd and pressed the ground floor button. Once we got down, I ran outside to hail a cab. And that's how it's been since I had Darcy.

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I paid the cab and got out. I went in Darcy's regular daycare and greeted Calli, the daycare's secretary. "Hey, Calli," I smiled. "Hi, Nia. Dropping Darcy off," she asked. "Yeah, I'll go ahead," I said before turning down the corner and walking into the nursery, where two-to-three-year-olds either slept or played.

Every kid had their own regular babysitter and Darcy's was a girl just two years older than me named Don.

"Hey, Nia. How was your weekend," she exclaimed. "It was great, thanks for asking," I said. "Listen, I am running late so I need to hustle," I said. I gave her Darcy and ran off before she could even reply.

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I ran to my stall and made it in time. I placed my bag on my desk and put my head in my hands. I fixed my hair before opening my laptop and checking for errors in next month's Monthly Moms magazine.

A little while later, my boss started slapping on tables - including mine - while yelling, "listen up!"

Once he stopped at the front, we moved all our attention to him. He had someone beside him but since my stall had a huge pillar in front of the side, I couldn't see the person.

"Okay," our boss yelled. "As you know, Beck, your former VP has resigned, so I looked for a new one. He used to be our rival's VP but I offered him a better place here. He's created magazines, proposed millions of book ideas, and has won best VP back in 2013," Mr. Carthage smiled.

"He is," be started, and pulled the boy closer to him, and I could see.

"Harry Styles! Your new VP for Monthly Publishing Inc.!"

"Shit," I whispered. How was I suppose to react to that?

So, my ex-boyfriend is my new VP and he doesn't know I work here. Also, he is the dad of my daughter.

I shook the feeling off as he started talking. "It's great to meet you guys and I want to meet you guys and I want to personally meet every single one of you. So please drop by my office later."

Great. Now I have to 'meet' him!

Notes

Fast moving plot, eh? Haha, goodnight and keep commenting and such! ILYSM!