Married To A Styles | H.S +UNDER EDITING+

Moments

"If we could only have this life, For one more day. If we could only turn back time..

"You know I’ll be Your life, Your voice, Your reason to be My love, My heart, Is breathing for this
Moment In time, I’ll find the words to say..

"Before you leave me today.."

I press my ear against the door, listening to Harry sing to the baby. Its nearly 4 in the morning and Darcy won't fall asleep.

Harry insisted he went in this time. After about 15 minutes, I walked over and I heard him singing to her, trying to calm her.

I feel a hand go over my mouth and I scream, but it's not loud. And it's muffled.

"Mia!" Karen's voice startles me.

She removes her hand and I hug her.

"Karen!" I whisper, surprised. "Where have you been?"

"That doesn't matter." She smiles.

I unwrap my arms around her. She looks.. different.

Her smirk grows and I stand up, getting ready to yell for Harry.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"How'd you get in?" I stutter.

"Oh. Your door was unlocked." She's lying.

I make sure every door and window of the house is locked each night, too paranoid.

I remember because I locked the last door at exactly midnight. Because Darcy started crying and I looked at the clock and went to the living room to get her.

I nod, agreeing with her but I'm freaking out on the inside.

"What do you want?" I ask, stepping away but she takes an even bigger step closer.

"I always wanted a baby." She says. "You have what I want.."

My eyes go wide. She wants Darcy.

"Harry!" I yell and I am immediately tackled to the floor by Karen.

I hear Harry stop singing and his footsteps are coming closer to the door.

The baby's door flies open and Harry grabs Karen, trying to pull her off.

"Mia, get the baby!" Harry shouts and I scramble to my feet, running inside the room.

I get Darcy and run out of the room, going to my bedroom. I lock the door and run to get my phone, calling the one person I can trust with Darcy besides Harry.

"Mia?" Niall's voice rings through the phone. "It's 4 in the morning."

"Niall." I panic and I can tell he's already fully awake. "I need you to come and grab Darcy."

"Mia? What's going on?" He starts to panic.

"Just meet me in front of the house! Fast!" I hang up before he can ask anymore questions.

I go into the bathroom and lock that door too, opening the window so I can see Niall's car pull up. I want to go out there and help Harry. But I know I'm just putting Darcy's life in danger, this is What Harry would want..

After about 5 minutes, I see Niall's car speed to the front of the house, coming to an abrupt stop.

I climb out of the window with Darcy still in my arms, fast asleep.

"Mia!" Niall freaks, getting out of his car. "What the hell are you doing?"

I ignore him, focusing on my steps so I don't fall. I walk to the edge of the roof, handing Darcy to Niall.

"I'll be back." I say, starting my way back up.

"Mia, what are you doing, what's going on?" He whispers.

I ignore him, again, climbing back into the window.

I unlock both of the doors and try to find Harry. The house is dead silent..

Then I hear a gunshot.

I automatically scream, tears running down my cheeks uncontrollably.

I go to where it came from, down stairs in the basement.

I see blood and follow it, expecting the worst.

"Mia!" Harry's voice calls and I turn around to see him standing there, a gun in his hands.

I run up to him, wrapping my arms around him as we both cry.

"I killed her." He says. "I-I.."

"Harry," I sob. "It's not your fault, she was going to kill us. And she was going to take Darcy.."

He wraps his arms tighter around me, dropping the gun.

I feel my shoulder start to burn up, followed by a loud bang. My hand flies to my shoulder and when I pull back, there's blood.

"Harry." I look back up at him But he's focused on something behind me.

I turn around to see Karen pointing the gun towards us, a pool of blood on her shirt.

My eyes widen as I see Harry bend down and pick the gun up, pointing it back at Karen.

And with no doubt, he pulls the trigger.

I start to see splotches of black, holding onto Harry's shirt so I don't fall, I see nothing but darkness.