saving darcy h.s.

7

*Harry's POV*

I somehow knew Emily was smiling at what I had just told her. She had every right to smile at what I said too. She had waited a couple days to hear it and I'm sure that if she even expected me to say something like that, it would have been a couple weeks later.

I released from the hug and mentally confirmed to myself that she was, in fact, smiling. "You really mean it?"

I nodded.

"I'm holding you to it. There's no backing out of it after your just said it." She pointed a finger at me.

"Fair enough." I stated with a nod of my head.

I followed her out of the building and back to the car. Sedona was on her phone when I climbed in, and she remained that way the rest of the ride. Emily told me the way to her friend's apartment and she said good bye before she closed the door and walked into the building.

Sedona was in the front seat asking questions faster than I expected."What happened up there? What did I miss."

I rolled my eyes as I pulled onto the street in front of an old, red Volkswagen Beatle. "I told her I was sticking with her through this whole thing. Hopefully there's no more back and forth with her from here on out after this. That was so exhausting."

Sedona clapped her hands and practically jumped up out of the passenger seat entirely. I noticed her foot slip on something on the floor and she picked up a piece of paper. It was the picture Emily had gotten from the apartment.

"Who's this?" She gasped in realization shortly after, "Is this Darcy?"

I nodded my head, "The police office wants to use it to display on the news in hopes to find her. I guess Emily left it. I'll just drop it off real fast."

The car remained silent after that, with the exception of Sedona gawking at how much she couldn't believe she looked the both of us so much and how beautiful and cute she was. I snatched the picture from Sedona and she frowned at me. "Excuse me. This picture has more important things to do than be admired by you."

Sedona crossed her arms, sunk back in the seat, and rolled her eyes all in one motion. I couldn't find the detective that was speaking with Emily earlier anywhere but I found her desk that read Mandy Miller and I placed it on top of it with a note saying I had stopped by and gave her my number so she could also call me incase Emily wouldn't answer her phone for whatever reason.




It was only 8:30 when we got to the hotel and at this point I felt like I have gone two nights with out sleep. I'm absolutely drained right now.

"You did keep a picture of Darcy on your phone right?" Sedona asked as I opened the door to the lobby for her.

"I have a picture of her on my phone, yes. Why?"

"Well, you know the boys are going to want to see what she looks like once you tell them." She said.

"Who said I was going to tell them about her?"

She stared at me in disbelief as I pressed the elevator button, "You can't be serious. You got in a rather loud fight with me this morning about leaving at 6 to go meet with Emily at a police station, took her to her apartment to retrieve a picture for your missing daughter's search and dropped it off at the police station when Emily forgot to take it with her. You can't just go through that then return to your four best friends and not expect them to care enough to ask where you've been and what the fight was about."

I shrugged, "Who even said they're all there anyway?"

Sedona avoided my eye contact as the elevator doors closed, "Well... I may or may not have told them to meet in yours and Niall's hotel room because you had to tell then something."

My eyes practically bulged out of my head, "You what?! Sedona how could you? I trusted you!"

"What's the big deal? Why can't they know?"

I pressed a button on the elevator wall the stopped us from continuing our journey to my floor, "Because they'll judge me. I fucked up big time in high school and do you know how humiliating it would be to admit my mistake and explain how I've been running from it for almost two years?"

She crossed her arms, "They've seen you mess up before Harry, and know matter what, they still stuck with you. They've put up with any attitude swings you might have or any other possible crap you may have done. I can guarantee that this won't be any different. They'll stick with you and they'll be proud of you for what you did today. They'll be thankful that you ended up telling them."

"You mean what you made me do?"

Sedona patted my shoulder, "It was for the better. Now press that button because these shoes are killing me."

I chuckled and clicked the button to continue up, "Maybe you shouldn't have worn those shoes."

"I didn't know I'd be walking this much. Do you think I planned on babysitting you and make sure you fix all your mistakes today?" She asked.

I laughed, "Trust me. If we were going to go around and fix my mistakes, we wouldn't be back in time to watch that stupid doctor show you like to watch."

Sedona pretended to look shocked and hurt, "Excuse me, but that show is quite the thriller. Grey's Anatomy and it's actors have won quite the handful of awards."



I wasn't surprised when I saw Louis and Zayn sitting on the couch watching TV along with Liam and Niall in the recliner with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"What's with the towel? Forgot what to do after your dried from a shower?" I joke with Niall.

"Sedona made it sound urgent when she texted us, so I thought I wouldn't have time when I checked my phone after my shower, but you guys just took your sweet 'ol time getting her, didn't ya." Niall said.

I took my hoodie off and laid it on the back of the couch before I sat. Sedona sat next to me on the same couch.

"So what's the news you needed to tell us?" Zayn asked propping his elbow on his knees and linking his fingers together.

I gave Sedona a pleading look. I didn't want to have to tell them. This was so embarrassing and if I could take it back I would do it, but I can't go back in time and fix everything; no matter how desperately I want to.

Sedona put her comforting hand on mine and said everything for me, which I did not expect, "In high school Harry got his girlfriend pregnant and when she told him, he left and went on to the X-Factor as an escape. He's been paying child support and just recently, the mother of his baby reached out to him for help. She told him she walked in to her apartment Friday and found her baby missing and the babysitter murdered in the kitchen.

"Harry blew her off the first couple of times they talked. In fact, Emily, the girl that was here last night is the mother. Harry just recently told Emily that he would help in anyway he can."

The boys stared at us for a minute. They obviously weren't expecting this. They probably thought I was probably going to say I couldn't be in the wedding on Wednesday because Im not feeling well.

"You're a dad?" Liam tried to process this, "You didn't tell us about this but Sedona knows about it?"

"I only told Sedona yesterday. She's been, for lack of a better term, convincing me to come forward and support Emily, and with her help, I told Emily I would be here for the both of them." I'll be here for her while she goes through this and after as she recuperates.

The boys smiled at me and I received quite a few pats on my back.

"I'm glad you've decided to do the right thing mate. I'm proud of you, Harry." Niall smiled and the boys nodded in agreement with his statement.




*Emily's POV*



"Do you want something to eat? I could make you a sandwich or some soup?"

I shook my head at Haydn's offer. "All I want is a warm shower. I want to get out of these clothes."

Haydn giggled, "So what made you decide to spend the whole night at Harry's last night?"

"Have you experienced how bad of a driver he is? He doesn't even know how to parallel park with out coming with in two inches of someone else's bumper. I didn't want to have to worry about being killed I an accident at two in the morning so I asked for sweat pants."

"Did you sleep in his bed with him?"

I shook my head, "He made it clear that no matter what, Harry would not be sleeping on the uncomfortable couch in the living room. When I woke up this morning, though, I was on top of Harry; which was weird because he would have had to position me before he fell asleep, and that doesn't seem like something he would do."

Haydn gave me a look, "You have to be joking. The odds that he did that are greater than the odds that Miley Cyrus will drop her song writing career and become a full time stripper."

I couldn't hold in my laughter at what she said. The thing about Miley Cyrus was so unbelievably true that it was down right hilarious.

"What do you want to do today?" Haydn asked me.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here and not going anywhere. I'm not leaving the apartment no matter what."

I grabbed a granola bar and walked to the bathroom with a change of clothes. After my shower I felt so much better. I was still tired but at the same time I felt rejuvenated; like I had so much more energy, and it felt incredible to be in my own clothes and not Harry's baggy sweatpants that made me feel fat and self conscious. They wouldn't fit my waist no matter how tight I pulled the string.

Haydn was watching that one doctor's show that I quickly learned was called Grey's Anatomy after the intro was finished. I plopped on her small couch next to her and denied the popcorn she offered.

"I was thinking about inviting the girls over sometime this week so you can get more equates with them rather than sitting awkwardly watching a movie next to Harry. That wasn't really the proper way to introduce you to everybody." Haydn suggested.

"Shhhh," I wave my hand in the air in front of her to shut up. This show was beginning to be my new addiction even though this was the second episode I've watched. There was always some kind of drama that made it interesting.

Four other episodes were scheduled to play after and Haydn and I watched them all, only talking between commercial breaks. I didn't understand some parts from my lack of knowledge from previous episodes and had Haydn fill me in on everything during commercials. I checked my phone when it vibrated twice on the couch. Message from Harry.




You left Darcy's picture in the car so I just swung by the police station and dropped it off. x



I replied a quick "thank you," took my phone off vibrate.

"Who was it?"

"Harry. Told me he took Darcy's picture to Mandy for me."

"Speaking of," Haydn repositioned herself and muted the TV, "What did he say while he was taking you to your apartment. I'm assuming that's where you went since you mentioned a picture of Darcy?"

I nodded, "Believe it or not, Harry fessed up and told me he was going to stick with me through this whole thing which was completely unexpected, but I have a feeling Sedona had something to do with it. She's always around him it seems like which would mean a lot if time talking to him about why he should."

"Well that's fantastic! That's what you've wanted after all!"

I nodded my head and I muted the TV when the last episode came back from commercial.



Damn, where do these actors come from? I thought to myself, where do they find such hot actors? They always leave us girls that have normal lives with the basic looking people.



When Grey's Anatomy was over, Haydn turned the channel to friends. I've watched this show before with my parents. It just didn't register Friday night when I got here. I got hungry around 5:30 and fixed Haydn and I a sandwich. By the time I had that eaten and left a voicemail on my boss' answering machine saying I wouldn't be in for this week, I decided to call it a day. I kicked Haydn off the couch and laid down. She turned the TV down and moved to her love seat.

So this is what my life as resorted to? Going to bed at 7:30 and waking up in odd settings on top of Harry. The next time I woke up was at around one in the morning again, but this time to go pee. Using my phone screen as light I guided myself through the hallway to the door of the bathroom and peed. Walking back to the living room I noticed Haydn's door to her room was still wide open and made sense when I found her covered under a blanket on the love seat.

Unexpectedly, gun fire rang through the apartment in all directions through Haydn's big windows. Panicky instincts kicked in and I dropped my stomach to make contact with the floor. Haydn fell off the couch and started to get up from confusion to run to the front door. I grabbed her ankle and purposely tripped her so she was lying on her stomach like me.

"Stay down or they'll kill you!" I grabbed my phone that I dropped and searched for the only contact I would call in a desperate situation.

Calling Harry Styles.

"Hello?" Harry's voice from what I could tell wasn't exactly tired. I didn't have to say anything. All he had to do was listen to know what was wrong.

"Emily! What's going on?"

"Harry, they're shooting.. Hurry. Please... Don't let them hurt us. Please." I begged through the phone.

Please hurry.







So here's chapter 7! I almost didn't update tonight because 1) my head is killing me and 2) Wattpad was down for like two hours. But they fixed it!

Thanks for the constructive criticism! I love it. To the girls who are supposed to play Kayla and Ellie in this book, I apologize for not giving you long parts in the book. But I've made a plan. No need to fear, your time is coming xo

Thanks for reading :*