Rock Me

Chapter 20

Darcy's POV

It's bright. Too bright.
There's also a very tall figure looming over me.
It's saying something but I can't make it out just yet.
I part my dry lips to say something but no words can come out.

"Darcy, you're alive." Says the voice.
It's all coming back to me at the sound of that voice.

"Harry." Is all I croak.
My blurry vision becomes clear as I make out the features of Harry.
His jawline, his long hair. And the small cuts on his face.

"Harry." I repeat.
"I'm here. I'm here." He coos.
"D-Don't leave." I murmur.
"Never."

He takes my hand into his and I can feel his warmth radiating off onto my cold body.

"I thought I was going to lose you."
"I'm not going anywhere." I rasp.

He chuckles with relief and bends down and kisses my head.
"I have to get a nurse. Please, just, don't go back to sleep." He says and releases my hand. My hand immediately goes cold again as he walks out with a small smile.

I wait patiently and soon enough a nurse and doctor come rushing in with grins on their faces.
"Our favorite patient!"
"Our little fighter!"
They squeal at me. I just smile weakly and try to wave but my arm feels too heavy.

They start adjusting things around me and I wince when they mess with my so called bad leg.
"We will be informing your family of this good news, and we will return in a while to run some tests. Make sure you don't leave us again." The doctor winks and chuckles and walks out along with a nurse grinning from ear to ear.

I just stare at the ceiling and count tiles until I hear the door open back up, revealing Louis, not Harry.

"Harry has gone to get me some food. I forced him to leave and get me McDonalds so I don't have to eat hospital food." He cringes and I stare at him warily. I remember slightly he did something bad to me I just don't remember what.
"How are you feeling?" He reaches for my arm but I jerk away, causing myself to wince in return from pain shooting up my arm.

"Listen." He sighs.
"I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. What I did was so fucking wrong but I just don't know how to control my feelings when I'm helplessly in love with someone I know for a fact I can't have. I see how much you love Harry and how much he loves you I wouldn't want to stand in the way of that."

I just look at him and his eyes are filled with worry and sadness, I cant just not forgive him.
"I forgive you." I whisper.
"Really?" He asks with hopefulness.

"Really." I say quietly.
"Thank you." He takes a seat beside me and smiles.
"I feel awful. It's my fault your in here in the first place." He murmurs, setting his hand on mine.

"No it's not Louis." I assure him.
"Yes it is."
"I'm the one who stormed out with you when I found out Harry-" I stop, the memory of what Harry did flooding back.

"When he.." I choke on the last word as I feel my throat close up and tighten.

"Yeah. But it's not what you think." He murmurs darkly.
"He killed her Louis." I whisper so quietly I'm unsure at first if he heard me.

"You don't know that." He whispers.
"I saw her. I heard the conversation." I whisper harshly.
"He didn't kill her physically."
"What, did he poison her?" I try to say roughy but my voice cracks with sadness.

"She killed herself."
What?
"W-What?" I stutter.
"Sophia killed herself. She was so frightened." He coughs into his sleeve before launching into the story.

"It was a couple months ago. As you know. Sophia had been sneaking around our headquarters, caught millions of times. Zayn had a crush on her and that's why he never had her be punished. But Liam, her boyfriend, warned Zayn to stay away from her. So Zayn beat him up pretty badly. Sophia was angry and came bursting in during a meeting and heard some very important information and threatened to tell the world what we were up to. Harry was always the sweetest. He wouldn't harm anyone unless he absolutely had to or he was driven with anger. Zayn knew he was a "pansy" as he called him so he ordered Harry to murder Sophia and dispose of her body without getting caught. And believe me on this, Harry flipped. He was yelling and refused to do it. But Zayn threatened to kill his family, Darcy. His beloved mum and stepfather and sister, and even some of his childhood friends. Then he said he would get Harry too. So Harry kidnapped Sophia like he was told and put her in the back of the van. He drove her to the place where he was to kill and dispose her but what he planned to do was just tell her to run and keep going and never stop. He was going to let her go, Darcy. He really was. But when he went to the back of the van, she had strangled herself. She killed herself because she was scared at what Harry would have done to her. So Harry just told Zayn that he had murdered her himself. But he didn't. Sophia committed suicide and Harry took the blame. Zayn isn't smart enough to figure out that those finger print bruises were too small to be Harry's. So you see, Harry isn't a monster. He was trying to protect Sophia but it ended badly."