For Darcy: Harry Styles Story

Chapter 21

                                                 Harry's P.O.V

                Everything was going well. I got Darcy back, Eleanor's back I mean. What could go wrong right? Wrong. Everything changes in a split second. 

                    "She's not waking up." Zayn's words ran through my head like a record. I placed my fingers through my hair and screamed as loud as I could and collapsed on the ground. Liam ran to my side and placed his hand on my back. I looked up at him with my eyes red.

                   "We have her mate, don't worry" He said helping me up. I looked to see Niall and Zayn taking Miranda through the door and little Darcy trying to chase after them. Louis stopped her and picked her up, she began to cry on his shoulder. I had no words to say as I starred at the door. "We'll go to the hospital, stay here with Darcy. She's the one to watch out for." Liam grabbed my shoulder. 

                 Liam walked out the door and Louis came up to me with Darcy. I grabbed her and she began to cry on my shoulder.

                   "Mate, I can stay with you if you'd like." Louis spoke. I nodded.

                    "Go home Lou, you need the sleep and keep El safe." I gave him a gentle smile. He nodded and they walked out the front door. I locked it and rocked Darcy back and fourth hushing her.  She sniffled now and again but soon enough she calmed down.

                      "How about a bath baby?" I lifted her chin and she smiled with a nod. I held her hand as we walked down the hall and to the bathroom. I turned on the water and made sure it was warm before undressing her and placing her in the tub. I placed a bubble bath and she giggled at the feeling of them on her cheek. I grabbed the bar of soap and began to clean her when I came upon a huge scratch on her side.

                      "Darcy what happend there?" I placed my hand on top of it and she yelled.

                     "Ouch Daddy! That hurts!" She pouted her lips and her eyes began to water. "When we climbed out the whittle window, there was big piece of glass and I fell on it." She looked at it. I cursed under my breath. I picked her up and wrapped her in a towel and brought her to Miranda and I's bedroom. I dried her off and got the first aid kit. I walked down the wooden floor and got it from the white cabinet in the hall. I came back and she was looking at the cut.

                     "Darcy, this might hurt okay. But it will make the boo-boo better." I took out a creme and a big bandage. She layed on her side and I placed the clear substance on top of the wound. She began to cry and my hands shook as I rubbed the creme and placed the band-aid. I placed her long sleeved baby blue shirt which was a big pink heart on it and her matching pants. She still cried, her tears staining the grey colored sheet so I picked her up and walked her to the living room.

                   "Baby, do you want something to eat?" I asked her after she calmed down a bit. I brought her and placed her on top of the black marble counter top. She nodded and said she was tired. I picked her up again and brought her to her room. I layed her on her bed and sang her a song.

                   "I'm in love with you.. and all your little things."  I ended and tucked her snoring body in. I walked out and slightly closed the door then went to get clothing for myself. I walked onto the tiled floor in the blue bathroom. I slowly took off the white shirt I wore and my black jeans. I took off my Calvin Klein underwear and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water sooth my tight muscles, lifting a heavy weight off my shoulders.