50 Shades of Payne

...and i will give you all my heart

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Matt's POV

There was a song my father use to sing to my mum when she was feeling down. The song had meaning in all measures to me. it represented virtue and importance. love and lust. lust and Happiness. it emphasized meaning. It wasn't just a song to me, it Showed immense emotion.

(Flashback)

I looked around the church yard. everyone gathered wearing black and saying their prayers. people are mourning the loss of a beloved loved one and reminiscing on the old happy times.

Then there was Darcy.

She sat there, next to her dad, stiff as ever with her head held up. I know her, she's breaking on the inside. She's a good emotion hider. she tries to act like she's fine, smiles when someone says her name and waves when somebody says goodbye, but I know more than anyone that she is breaking on the inside. people think there's a twinkle in her eye when I know for a fact that its a tear. her smiles fake, but I dare not make it obvious that I know. If she ever laughs, its depressed and quiet.

(End flashback)

At night, I hear her. I hear the muffled sobs coming from her room and even when I check on her to see if she needs anything, she hides her face in her pillow and acts like she's sleeping when in fact, I know she's not.

"Darcy," I would say before opening the door to her room. I would walk in

And the cries would stop out of nowhere. I would walk out and she would sob even more and exhale like she was holding her breath in for as long as I was in there. I know she's hurting and there's nothing I can do but be there for her, and I don't know how to do that when she keeps shutting me out. I would talk to her at breakfast and try to get her to eat something, but she wont eat.

Her eyes have sunken in and they're dark. she hasn't eaten in about two weeks and she's gotten skinnier. if I wanted someone skinny like that I would still be with Mercy. She doesn't even try anymore, she just gets up and throws her hair up then brushes her teeth and gets back in bed. and that's on a good day. when Cat goes in her room, she reads her a story and her smile actually looks real. I don't like to leave her and it pains me to go to school knowing that at home, she's suffering. She's so sad that I can't look at her without it hurting my heart.

When I'm in bed and I wake up for another day at school, the first thing I do is walk to her room and see her sleeping soundly. these are the only times she ISN'T hurting as bad, but it sucks knowing that every night she cries herself to sleep, she's hurting. so i give her a little kiss hoping that she would wake up feeling a little bit better, but so far it hasn't worked and I still have a little ounce of hope that one day it will.

I've gotten an idea today because I just didn't know what to do anymore. It's 12:00 at night and everybody's in bed except for me. she's crying so I know she's awake also. I go to my closet and grab my guitar. I take my phone with me for light, and sit outside her bedroom door. I've gotten taught to play guitar since I was a young boy because of niall, and I've never played for anybody but my mum and dad. I take a deep breath and sigh.

..."Said I'd never leave her 'cause her hands fit like my t-shirt, Tongue-tied over three words, cursed. Running over thoughts that make my feet hurt,

Body's intertwined with her lips"...

I hear footsteps and pause. I look to my right and Harry was looking towards me. In a swift motion he sits right next to me and gets out his phone. he texts somebody and I see my mum and dad come up the stairs, smiling. dad sits next to me and mum stands watching us, smiling.

All at once in unison, dad, harry and I start to sing.

..."Now she's feeling so low since she went solo

Hole in the middle of my heart like a polo

And it's no joke to me

So can we do it all over again?

If you're pretending from the start like this,

With a tight grip, then my kiss

Can mend your broken heart

I might miss everything you said to me"...

I look to the door and see a shadow form from the other side and sit down. And there was no more sobbing.

"And I can mend you broken parts that might fit, like this, and I will give you all my heart,

So we can start it all over again."