Second Year Teacher

Chapter 46: Broken Heart

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Harry's Point Of View-

My heart dropped to my stomach. I didn't know how I was supposed to feel.

My brain nearly stopped functioning.

My baby, something's wrong? No, she's only two days old... what could possibly be wrong?

Placing Julia back in the room with her mother, and followed the concerned nurse back to the infantry. "Mr. Styles, I'm sorry we had to meet like this... but... but" the nurse was choking back on her own words. I caringly placed my hand on her shoulder, gently gripping it. "So you know how the heart is divided into four sections?" the nurse was easing her way into it.

When she said heart, I was about to drop to my knees. Thinking she suffered a baby heart attack or something, I was scared as hell. "Yes, I know the divisions of the heart" my breath hitched in my thorat, and I could say no more. "Well, the lower right section of Darcy's heart, and the valve are not functioning right... we've rushed her into surgery, but you may want to find a donor." The nurse's voice went kind of shaky, I could tell she was nervous also.

"Thank you" I sweetly rubbed her back. "No problem" she slightly smiled before walking away. Just when I tought my world was perfect, something came crashing down, like usual.

I sat outside the room that had my baby girl was getting surgery, when I heart the pitter patter of feet run down the hallway. I looked to see a mass of paps running towards me, "Please go away, I just want to be left alone right now" I whipsered caringly, but who were they to listen. "Harry, so you got a girl pregnant, and now the baby is dead?" One reporter chirped. "No, the baby isn't dead she's just in surgery" I shouted. "Did you name her Darcy?" one reporter smiled. "Yes" I shouted back. "So who's the lucky lady?" one reporter winked, I rolled my eyes and sighed.

I heard a faint voice in the mist of all the paps chattering, "Daddy?" Julia squeezed her way through the paparazzi. "Daddy" she clung to my leg. "Hi Jules" I smiled, lightly placing a kiss on her forehead. For some reason, with Julia in my arms I felt safe, like the paps wouldn't ask me anything... "Daddy who are all these people?" Julia asked, her big eyes sparkling in innocence. "They are my friends, they want to take pictures of me and put them on magazines" I watered it down to something she would understand. "If they are your friends, why were you yelling at them?" Julia questioned tilting her head. "Sometimes friends fight baby" I smiled, "Go to your Mommy's room, she should be leaving soon" I set Julia down as she scurried back to Lexi's room.

"You have another kid?" one pap scoffed. "She looks older, did you have her when you were a teenager?" I wanted to punch the reporter standing in front of me. They began to ramble off, shooting me tons of questions, and I've just had enough. "HEY!" I screamed. "If calmly tell you guys everything, will you leave me alone to be with my daughter?" I tried to say as calmly as possible, forcing myself to not rip my head off.  One "sure" broke the silence.

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I may or may not have twisted my words just a tad, I would hate to have Louis' reputation ruined by one little mistake he had made. So instead of using Louis, I used Lewis. Even though he kidnapped me, I still love him more than anylhing. He's still my best mate.

When the paps finally left, a doctor appeared out of the operating room. "Mr. Styles?" he asked. "Y...yes?" I stuttered, scared by the expression on his face. "Darcy will be okay" a slight smile arose to his face. "Thank you" I gripped the doctor into a tight hug. "She'll be in recovery for a few more hours, then you can take her home" A bigger smile played across his lips. "You don't know how happy I am sir." I swayed my head side to side. "Well, all I can say is Your Welcome" he started to walk away, "Oh, and that my wife used to be a huge fan of you and your band" she smiled, I thanked him once more.

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Cradeling our little masterpiece, Lexi and I walked into our home, to find Mason and Trouble sitting happily in our living room. "Oooh let me see my little niece!" Mason strolled over, cooing over Darcy. "What name did you decide to go with, Pineapple?" Mason smiled at me. "Yes, Pineapple Styles" I said humourously, "No we went with Darcy, Darcy Noel Styles" Mason's eyes flickered to me. "That's beautiful, just like she is" Mason really is a cool guy, he'll be a good uncle to Darcy. "Another baby for Rebecca to babysit?" Lexi laughed a little bit. "I don't think Rebecca would fly all the way out to France..." Mason smiled. "We're moving back, don't worry. France is weird" I shivered.

There was a knock at the door, "I'll get it" I smiled, handing Darcy to Lexi, and swiftly running to the door.

"Hello" I said pleasantly opening the door, two strangers stood in the doorway. "Hello" The woman smiled. "Oh pardon me love, we're Alexis' parents" she said with a sweet smile. "Oh come in! I'm Harry" I opened the door for them. "Is that short for something?" her father asked sternly. "No sir." I nodded my head in respect. "You seem like such a nice fellow, great hair too" Mrs. Raisman gently played with one of my curls. "Thank you" I smiled, I felt my face flushing red.

Walking back into the living room, I cleared my throat. "Lexi" her bright eyes looked over, "Hmm?" she asked. "There's some people here to see you" I said quietly, walking over to Julia, and resting her on my hip. "Hello Alexis" her mum nearly whispered, tears forming in her eyes. "Mum... Dad..." Lexi handed Darcy off to me, and strolled over to them casually.

"Daddy who are they?" Julia tugged at my sleeve, pointing to Lexi's parents. Stroking her hair softly as she laid her head in my lap, I whispered "That's your Nan and Grandad"

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