Meeting Darcy || Harry Styles (ON HIATUS + POSSIBLE REWRITING)

Chapter 6

On the side is a pic of Darcy when she was younger.

Chapter 6

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Darcy's P.O.V.

I would guess that I'm sleeping.

All I can remember is walking away from the airport because of a crowd of screaming girls were becoming annoying. Not to mention the fact that I got hit by a car.

Hard.

Everything is numb. My legs are numb, my arms are numb, my head feels numb, I can't feel a thing. Almost like I'm floating on a cloud, but in a bad way.

Just letting you know, when you get hit by a car and you black out, feeling like you're on a cloud is never a good thing.

I think that I've been unconscious for about a week now, every once in a while I could feel something painful being injected into my arm, but I couldn't do anything about it.

Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you that I can hear and feel what's going on around me. Every single day. Believe me, I've tried to open my eyes and get out of this coma, but it's like I'm way too tired.

I just lay in this bed all day, basically sleeping, listening to the rushing cars of London drive by the busy hospital.

But today seems different: like something is gonna happen. PLEASE LET ME WAKE UP!!!

I guess I laid there for another half and hour before I heard a door open and I felt someone enter the room.

"You have 6 hours, then you have to leave." I heard a nurse say. Who would want to see me? Did I damage their car and they want money for it? Note the sarcasm.

"Okay, thank you." A raspy British accent similar to mine spoke, before I heard the door shut and lock.

I felt someone walk over to me and take my hand, stroking it lightly.

"Hey Darc. I hope you wake up soon, preferably today. I've been here from when visiting hours start and when they close down. I've actually gotten in trouble a few times for staying longer or coming early. It's been a whole week and you still haven't woken up yet. The doctors and nurses said you're supposed to wake up today or tomorrow. I'm excited to finally meet you. I just still can't believe that I did this to you Darcy-"

What did he mean by that? 'He did this to me'?

Da fudge does it mean?

"I just can't wait to meet you, after all these years I find it very odd that we would meet through running you over. Oh yeah, just so you don't hate me for anything, I wasn't the one who ran you over. You see, we were  in our limo, Niall, Simon, and I, and there were lots of girls surrounding. I'm sure they were all smart enough to stay away from in front of the car, since our driver was at least going 35 to 40 mph. But, of course you had to run out in front of us. A broken foot, dislocated, concussion, bloody nose, and 4 broken ribs all from a car. A lot of the doctors can't even believe you took that much impact from a car. They think it's we-" He was cut off from a knock at the door.

I felt him let go of my hand and quickly rush over to the door, opening it quickly. I heard someone ask, "Can we come in and see her?"

"Yeah, just be careful."

I felt a couple people walk up to me. "Looks just like you Hazza." I heard a high British accent say.

"I know right?" A guy with an Irish accent spoke.

"It's weird, how come she doesn't look anything like Caley?" A deep British accent voice ask.

Wait, how do they know my mum?