Darcy (Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 15

Tasha's POV

White room..

Bright Light..

Am I dead?

Maybe I am, I sigh happily knowing peace was finally here.. well WAS

"Hello Natasha, feeling okay?" A handsome doctor asked

"mm" I crumbled unable to find my voice

"oh heres some water" He smiled holding a plastic cup out for me, I happily drank it and nodded as a 'thankyou '

"press this button if you u need anything" he said before leaving.. my head throbs terribly as the memory last night just after Louis went to put Darcys presents in her room

flashback

"boys" i chuckled as Louis walked away, These dishes are filthy! As I put the pans back into the cupvoard an image caught my eye.. a picture of Harry holding Darcy.. but she was in her hospital blanket, the day she was born

Why didn't I know about this?

Fast, hard breaths.. getting harder to breath

Deep Breaths Tasha.. deep

I keep reminding myself but theyre just getting worse! The blackness is closing in on me.. Am I dying?

I drop to the floor holding my chest aching for air.. to breath properly but its too late everythings black.. everythings gone

end of flashback

That reminds me I need to ask Harry about that photo.. why had he acted like he didnt know she was hes when he came back on her 5th birthday?

"Hello?" An unfamiliar voice says.. I still cant talk but when I look up its Darcy.. her voice Harsh and her eyes red rimmed, cheeks tear stained. I smile as she rushes over to me

"oh mum" she sobs holding me close, I use the little bit of energy I had stored to wrap my flimsy arms around her and squeeze

"Tasha.. you ok?" Louis asks rushing In, I just nodded

"Cant you talk? Darcy asked, I just shook my head

"come on Darce, let her rest" Louis sighed tugging Darcy out.. Now i'm alone again.. free to wonder my vicous thoughts again..

"Hello Tasha" A husky voice uttered softly.. NO NO NO I vicously shook my head pushing myself back towards the top of the bed

"shh shh Tasha shhh, please hear me out" Harry whispered.. No way! He did not deserve my time!

"Tasha please" He begged.. maybe 2 minutes? I tilted my head to say ' proceed '

"well first of all.. I regret ever leaving.. not 10 years ago but 15 years ago.. I should have stayed and looked after your family.. our family and 5 years on when you were kind enough, naive enough to give me a second chance I blew it and since that day your face, Darcys face.. It has haunted me! I have NEVER stopped thinking about you both. And I know it will take hell of a lot of time for you both to forgive me but maybe you could start by letting me prove it" He whispered staring deep into my soul

"Ok" was all I could manage "Tell Darcy that"