For Darcy: Harry Styles Story

Chapter 23

             The next morning I wake up at around 8o'clock am. The sun was bright, glaring through the light curtains hanging from the window. Darcy still layed across my body snoring away. I rubbed my eyes then looked around the room for a bit. My hair was still a bit damp from my shower and Darcy was a little sweaty from wrapping around me the whole night. After about two hours of doing absolutly nothing. I decided to wake my baby up.

         "Darcy. Wake up hun." I rubbed her back and she rubbed her face all over my chest before lifting her head up to face me. I giggled at her morning face. She looked so pissed. Her hazel, green eyes looked at me before she took strands of hair out of her face.

         "You alright baby?" I asked.

        "I'm fine." She yawned. I lifted her body off mine so i can get up off the bed. She sat cross legged on  the center of the bed. She was stairing into space for the longest. I let her be since she had just woken up and I went to her bedroom to get her clothes for the day. I then called her over.

        "Darcy!" I hollered. She wasn't coming. I called her name yet again and she still didn't respond. I panicked and ran back to my room. As I ran through the wooden door frame I saw her sleeping yet again in the middle of the bed.  My heart beat was faster than ever and I honestly thought I couldve had a heart attack right then and there but she was okay, and so was I.

       I left her to sleep a few minutes before I walked to the kitchen. There was no need for a light because the sun was beautiful today and it brightened up the entire house with its warm yellow glow. I walked to the fridge to get out some frozen pancakes and I placed them in the microwave. While that heated up I forgot my phone was on the counter so I went to check it. My phone was only cracked a bit in the corner from last night but I had at least 10 missed calls from Liam, all from today.

      I decided to call back.

      "Hello?" I heard from the other side.

      "Liam, i'm sorry for yesterday. I wasn't in a jolly mood, it's all to much." I said.

      "It's alright mate, I understand. How's the baby?"

      "She's alright, she just fell asleep once again." I laughed a bit.

      "She must be exhausted." He laughed. 

       "Where's the rest of the boys?" I asked.

      "Niall is here with me and Zayn went to check on Lou and El to see how their doing."

      "Why is he checking on them?"

      "They had a little argument about what happened. I have no idea why but Lou was drinking, came home drunk and yeah."

         "God damn." I groaned.

        "How's Miranda?" I asked.

        "She's fantastic. Taking it like a rock." I could tell he was smiling on the other side of the phone.

        "Did they find out what happened?"

       "All the pressure and all the crying was making her, dizzy. She didn't say anything because she didn't want to worry you, she thought sleeping would make it better but, she passed out in her sleep." He said. I was getting chocked up a bit.

       "When a-are you guys coming back?" I asked.

      "In about 3 hours they said." 

       "Alright. Tell Miranda I love her."

       "I will Harry. Bye."

      "Wait Liam. Thank You."

       "No problem Haz." -End of Call-

        I Sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. I walked back to the bedroom forgeting about the pancaked and layed back in bed with Darcy at my side. I placed the blanket on both of us and I began to drift to sleep once again, letting all the fun times with Miranda play in my head.

        Our first date. Our first kiss. The day we met. When we first made love. When she told me I was going to be the father of her child. Cooking together for the first time. Moving in together. The first day we brought Darcy home. Every memory flowing back, making me happy and helping my stress fade away.