saving darcy h.s.

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Harry's POV



I stared at my screen for a good amount of time before finally giving up and getting out of bed. I was waiting for a text from Emily saying anything really, whether it be thanks or something important about the whole investigation. I didn't agree to help Emily because I suddenly got all lovey-dovey and started to care about the safety of a daughter I don't know. No, it's definitely not because of that. You know, she's not even my daughter; I don't claim her. I'm only doing this because it would good for publicity, and if Modest! found out, they would want me to do it anyways. I'm doing them a favor. I don't necessarily want to be seen with 1 year old baby, but being seen with a girl would definitely make the tabloids go on a frenzy, not to mention the fans we have accumulated while touring.

I went downstairs and Liam was in the kitchen along with Niall. He's been adopting a habit of immigrating to mine and Niall's room since we got here. Every morning, it's he's either in the kitchen, sitting at the table, or in the small living room watching football. I'd rather be watching American Football but he says he has remote rights because he was in the room first.

"Hey, you weren't around much last night." Niall greeted.

"I could say the same to you. Where were ya mate?" I switched the subject as best I could. I heard from Liam last night that Niall was on a date. If it went well, knowing Niall, he would give every possible impersonal detail about it.

"I had a date with this girl named Haydn at Brio down the road."

"Oh yah? How'd that go?" I skimmed the menu of room service trying to find something appetizing.

"It was great! By the end of the night I was really starting to enjoy myself; not that I wasn't at the beginning, but I grew to enjoy my time with her more. She even slept over too." Niall said excitedly. Not to talk down on the lad, but Niall sort of looks up to me in relationships. He tells me about his dates and experiences with pride, and if he has problems, I'm the first he comes to. It's not a bad thing. I feel honored. I'm always proud of him for having a girl over, kissing a girl, or going on a date even. I know he takes good pride in telling me it all too.

"Well, where's the girl that's got you twitter-pated?" I chuckled while dialing the room service number.

"She's not here. She said she had a friend over at her house waiting so I took her back earlier this morning. She wore my clothes."

I gave Niall a thumbs up and then motioned him to hold on a second so I could order my breakfast, "Hi, yes, I'd like to do the three part combo meal. Eggs, sausage and pancakes. That's it, thanks."

I looked to Niall again, "You said her name was Haydn? What does she look like?"

Niall smiled widely at me interest in this girls appearance, "She has really pretty green eyes; similar to yours. Her hair is a fairly dark brown, naturally straight and fairly long. She's shorter than I, which is good. I'd say she reaches to about my shoulders."

I nodded my head, "She sounds like she might be a keeper. You'll have to have her over a night that everyone's together so we can meet her if you think she'll be around a while."

"Oh, she's defiantly not going anywhere. She's starting to have me wrapped around her finger." Niall blushed a little which was cute, yet funny since he was admitting that to only Liam and I. Chuckling, I shook my head.

"You're a cute crazy mofo." I ruffled his hair teasingly before answering the door to find room service. I thanked the gentlemen that brought it to the room before shutting the it. I sat next to Liam on the couch and believe it or not, he was actually watching something other than football. It was only the afternoon news for the region we're in but as long as it wasn't football, then we're ok.

"Oh, Harry. Sedona's coming around in about a half hour. Just warning you since you're still in your boxers." He joked, "You know how she doesn't enjoy seeing you in boxers."

I pointed my fork at him, with a mouth full of a pancake, "She should be grateful that I even have something on half the time she's around."

Liam chuckled and shook his head before turning back to the TV. Unlike Niall, I don't go to guys for help with problems involving girls, or girl problems. If anything is going on, I find myself going to Sedona. I think it's her maturity level, and the fact that she's a women. She's been through stuff relationship wise that I am or has heard of them and bases her opinions on whether her peers choices to solve them were smart or not.

I'm not running to her because I fancy her, but mostly because she's been around us for quite sometime now. She's gotten to know each of our personalities because Liam brings her around mostly everywhere. In fact, there are times that we have to plan things that are strictly just us so we can bond and be guys without girlfriends because of them, or not invite Liam. I'm sure the biggest reason Liam and Sedona get on really well is because the maturity level and their age difference.

Sedona's 20 yet Liam seems to have the same maturity level as her. Granted, Liam has his moments when he wants to go have crazy fun some nights and we're all for it but Sedona almost keeps him grounded. Not how parents punish teenagers, but the way Liam could be care free and totally want to party and drink some one night, and the next, he's sipping water in a fancy restaurant sitting across from Sedona probably admitting their love for each other; and their love is clear as day when you're around them.



I finished my breakfast and decided to actually go upstairs and change into jeans and a long sleeve shirt since I'm not meeting anyone important. I never really have to do anything with my hair in the mornings. I brushed my teeth and slid my phone into my front pocket and headed out to the living room. Walking past Niall's room, it was clear that he was talking with that Hayda girl on the phone. The sweet compliments, the, 'I enjoyed last night. Lets have another this weekend,' and just the laughter.

I've come to notice that Niall has a different laughter for some different emotions. When he's enjoying himself and he actually thinks something's funny, he'll laugh loudly and clearly. If he's enjoying the person he's with, like they're of the opposite sex and they made a joke, whether it be good or bad, he'll have a softer, more faster chuckle. That chuckle is what I was hearing now. He definitely had something growing in him for this girl. He sincerely cared about her.

Downstairs Sedona was with Liam, and I hugged her hello before laying on the smaller couch and got on my phone. I absentmindedly opened the text from Emily; it wasn't until after I read it that I understood that the message was from herwas from her.

*You're joking right? After last night, I don't want you affiliated with this investigation and getting Darcy home. You made your opinions last not very clear that you don't want to be apart of her life and that you have enough 'faith' in the police that they'll handle everything. Now that I think about it, if they don't find her, her death is on you. I hate you. I just wanted our daughter to have a father figure. Someone who could prove to her that monsters aren't real when she'll watch Monster's Inc. For the first time. That they don't live in her closet and show her how men are supposed to treat girls when she gets better. It's best if you stay out of our lives.*



I stared at the screen yet again; she hated me? Hearing that was like a blow in the face. I of all people don't handle hate well. It took me forever to get over the rumors and tweets of people saying I was a homosexual and other nasty things that I'd rather not say. Hearing Emily, someone who I was so close to in high school, say she she hates me, she wants me out of her life, and she doesn't want to ever see me again really hurts. Not even mentioning that fact that if her daughter isn't found, she's blaming me for it even though I didn't do anything.


"Harry did you hear me? I was talking to you just now." Sedona said.

I understood what she was saying, but I was also too deep in thought to answer her. Staring at my phone, I could see her motioning for Liam and Niall to leave and leave us alone. They walked out the door of the hotel room and Sedona sat on the floor close to my head.

"What's clouding your mind this time?" I thought about if I should her. I don't want anyone to know about the situation I had with Emily, and the one I have currently that involves her.

I turned on my left side and faced her eyes. "Hypothetically, if Liam got you pregnant at 17, left for the X-Factor an never spoke to you for a year, only paying child support because he didn't like the idea of being a father and having that big of responsibilities that young, then a year later, when your child with him comes up missing would you call him for comfort or help or just to inform him?"

I watched Sedona's face as she processed my sentence, "Well, I definitely would call to inform him. Whether he would like it or not, he's a father to a child that I would need help with at times and he should no whether he'd care about is or not," She said, "Depending on how close we were during high school, like whether you were in a real relationship, or the night we hooked up was just for fun and the experience, I'd say I'd probably call him. If we had that close relationship like we do now, or something like it, I would because even if things ended, he'd probably be the last person I'd feel that connection with so I'd try to find that connection again. Liam-- the father being my first choice."

As she's speaking, I know she's speaking about me and my situation; not just using my example. She knows that I was originally talking about me. I knew she wouldn't tell anyone with out my permission, but I'm embarrassed about what I did as an irresponsible teenager.

I ruined Emily's life. Her parents kicked her out, forcing her little sister and brother not to talk with her. They shunned her from the family. She says that having that baby was the best thing that ever happened to her but I know part of her wishes she could have finished high school. I saw it in her eyes when I drove us to school before she told me about everything. There was longing in her eyes. A longing or wish that she could have a normal life and a chance to go to college of her choice. Of course I was stupid enough to let my eagerness that night of not wanting to stop and put a condom on. I just wanted to do it, and I'm ashamed of it.

"What would you do if the father persay, met with the mom and let her talk about what happened, then blew it off and dismissed it like it was nothing when she asked for his help." I asked.

"I think the father should talk to her. Maybe apologize if he's regretting what he did. Whether it be leaving, or not being understanding and rude when he could have tried harder," Sedona put her hand on mine, "Harry, if this is affiliated with your life, I really think you should help her in some way. She needs someone to be there for her. If you haven't talked to her in a year, then you don't know if this girl is raising the baby solely on her own or if she has anyone to offer her a place to stay or anything. If she doesn't, you need to make this less hard on her and offer her something at least until they find your daughter."

"She's not my daughter." I snapped.

"Harry," Sedona's voice was soft but full of warning, "Be that person that she'll remember as a rock when her life turned so difficult. What's the mother's name?"

I don't want to tell her but I have no choice. She can get anything out of me. I mumble, "Emily."

"Help Emily out as much as you can before you guys leave here for another city. I mean it."

I nodded my head at her warning-ful tone,"I got it, thanks. I think I'll go now. If everything goes well and I'm done in time, I'll offer to bring her along to lunch with you guys after you're done walking around the mall. Sound good?"

She smiled, "Sounds great. That's a great start."

I hugged Sedona as a thank you before she moved to the door. "Did you say what the baby's name was?"

I searched my brain. What did Emily say it was last night? "It's a girl. Her name's Darcy. I didn't come up with. All credit goes to Emily."

Sedona smiles in awe, "That name's beautiful. Seriously Styles, that all needs to happen. Bring her along to lunch or back at the hotel to hang out with us later as proof that you did. I need to know."

I chuckled and shook my head at Sedona's parent-like choice of words and threats. When the time is right for her, she'll be a great mother.

"We'll see how it goes." I said with a big smile on my face for reassurance.

Sedona said goodbye and left me alone in the hotel to prepare myself for what I need to say to Emily to at least get her to look at me.







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