The escape - Larry Stylinson (AU)

Chapter 6

HELLO lovelies! :)

Yeah I made it ;) a new Chapter but I have to say that I’m sorry. I know it isn’t really good. . .

I hope you still like it :)

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Louis‘ POV

„Lovely to me you, Darcy Hope Styles.“ “Nice to meet you too, Sir.” “Oh please call me Louis” “Thank you so much Louis for helping me.” she smiled brightly at me. “You’re very welcome, sweetheart” I kneeled beside her.

“HEY! Get away from her!!”someone screamed from behind. I turned around and looked up to the man, who was walking in our direction. He looked angry, I was really scared what will happen next. Will he hurt me? Or worse, will he send me back to my father? I didn’t realize that I was shaking from fear towards the man. He had blond hair and bright blue eyes. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a black v-neck, his leather jacket was open. I was scared shitless, he sure was stronger than me. Oh god!

“Uncle Ni!” Darcy screamed and ran towards the blond man. She jumped into his arms. “Are you okay, love?” “Yes!! Lou-Lou saved me from the mean kids! He is my hero now!” Darcy beamed at this guy. His eyes soften and he extended his hand. “Niall Horan. Thank you so much for helping her mate!” I hesitated shook his hand. “Louis. No problem.” “We have to go! So you around?” he asked with a smile. “Ahm, yeah I guess.”

“ Bye Lou-Lou” I smiled and waved her goodbye. She is a real sweetheart. With one last smile they were gone. And I was alone again.

Slowly the night came and I found myself in the same small alley again. I search for my only friend. I need this now. With 10 new cuts on my right arm I felt better. I wrapped a T-Shirt around my forearm. I leaned back and let myself fall asleep.

Harry’s POV (A/N: FINALLY! :D)

I was waiting for Darcy and Niall to come home. Niall was my best friend since premiere school. We went through thick and thin. He was always there for me.

And for Darcy. Darcy is my beautiful baby girl. She is now nearly 4 years old and she is my everything. Her mum Jessica and I met in a bar. I began with a one night stand. She was beautiful and carefree. I took her home with me. It was a beautiful night and we fell in love with each other. We were together for 3 month when she told me that she was pregnant. I think I fell from cloud 9 on the ground. I was scared but I knew I would love this baby with all my heart. But she, she wanted to aborted the baby. I couldn’t let that happen. Not in a million years. We fought a lot but we came to a solution: I would get my beautiful baby and she could go to college. The day I first saw my little baby girl, was the last day I saw my first love. But I wouldn’t change a thing. and I defiantly didn’t regret it.

I waited now for half an hour. Where are they? I hope everything is alright! Suddenly the door flew open. “DADDY!” Darcy ran into my waiting arms and I held her tight. “Hey pumpkin. What took you so long?”

“The kids were mean again, daddy. The stole Hazzabear from me and pushed me into the dirt. But then came Lou-Lou! He saved me!” she smiled as wide as she can. “Who is Lou-Lou, baby?” I asked completely confused.

“His name is Louis. He is a boy, maybe 17 or 18 years old. He seems really nice.” Niall answered. “Oh, OK.”

“Daddy I want to visit Lou-Lou and I want to thank him again!” “But why love?”

“Because he looked sad and scared. And even if he smiled his eyes were really dull and sad and scared. I don’t want him to be sad! That’s why I want to see him. I want to make him smile daddy!” “Oh, baby.” Darcy’s beautiful eyes began to well up with tears. “OK. Why don’t we go tomorrow to the park and see if Louis is there again?”

“Yes! Thank you daddy!” she cheered and wrapped her small arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. “You are welcome, pumpkin. But now it’s time to sleep baby girl.” She quickly ran into her room.

I turned to Niall. “Thanks again for picking her up mate.” “It’s okay Harry. I love that little girl with all my heart. And Harry?” I hummed in response. “She was right. That boy, Louis, he looked really broken and scared. I never saw him around before.” With that he turned around and left without another word.

I was now really confused. Who was that boy? “Daddy!” Darcy screamed from her room. “I’m on my way baby girl” I walked to her room and tucked her in her bed. I sat down beside her and began to her a bedtime story. The beauty and the beast, her absolute favourite book.

When she was asleep I quietly made my way to my bedroom. I stripped until I only was in my boxers and slipped in my bed. I was really tired but something was on my mind. More like someone. Who was this boy? Why did Darcy want to see him again so badly? And why should he be sad in first place? With all these thoughts on my mind I fell asleep.

~next morning~

I woke up at 8 in the morning when someone shook my shoulders. “Daddy! Please wake up!” Darcy. I smiled and opened my eyes. Darcy was standing right in front of me, in her favourite Super Mario Pj’s. “Daddy stand up! I want to go and find Lou-Lou, please!” I sat up and turned to her. “OK, I’m up.” I slipped some sweatpants and a white v-neck. I walked down to the kitchen and stared to make pancakes. “Daddy, can we go now?” “Not before breakfast, honey!” I placed a plate in front of her and I quickly ate my breakfast.

I ran up to my bedroom and quickly changed into black skinny jeans, I shook out my curly and brushed my teeth. When I ran down the stairs and put on my white converse. Darcy put on her shoes and her coat. “Come on Daddy.” I chuckled and grabbed my coat and we headed to the park.

We arrived 15 minutes later at the small park. Darcy ran around to find this mysterious Louis. Darcy and I decided to play ball together, to wait for ‘Lou-Lou’.

2 Hours later Darcy was on the edge of tears. “Darcy. Baby. Maybe he had to stay at home today” I tried to calm her down. “Come on honey. Let’s go ho-“

I was cut of by Darcy yelling “LOU-LOU!”. Darcy jumped up and ran to a boy. I quickly ran behind her. She jumped on that poor boy. He nearly fell over.

The boy was small, like really tiny and thin. He has windswept chestnut hair. His eyes were blue, really blue. Like the sky and the sea mixed together. He was truly beautiful. But something caught my attention. The sleeve of his jumper was up a little bit and all I could see were scars. New scares and old scares. And Darcy was right. He looked sad and broken. But I couldn’t help but admit how breath-taking beautiful he was.

I had never seen such a perfect and pretty boy in my life.