Darcy And Dan {BASTILLE} (completed)

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Darcy's *POV*

Will has been over for the past two hours, watching Batman: The Dark Knight Rises. We haven't talked much, I mean, once in a while we will laugh and make jokes, but he really hasn't brought up anything. I hear his phone ring a couple times before he answers.

"Hello?" I say. I shove some popcorn in the microwave, letting it pop loudly, "You want me to do what? Dan!" I freeze as Will says Dan's name. I really want to see him, but yet...I don't. Will hangs up and walks into the kitchen, "Darcy...can we talk?"

I turn to face him, "Sure, Will. What's up?"

"Uhm. Well," He scratches the back of his neck, "Kyle, Woody, Dan, and I are leaving..." The air starts to grow thin and I can feel tears forming in my eyes.

"Y-You're what?" I choke out.

He nods, "For about a year. That's all. We are going on tour." He tells me in a reassuring voice. That is still too long. I am regretting about not hanging out with Dan the past month. Now I won't be able to see him for a year. Maybe longer. Why did I have to be such a bitch?

"Can w-we go see Dan, p-please." It's too late. I am crying now and I can't stop. Will takes me into his arms, hugging me tightly. He lets go and drapes his lengthy arm around my shoulders.

"Yes, Darcy. Let's go see Daniel." We smile at each other and walk out of my flat, my heart breaking every step we take.

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Dan's *POV*

"You what?!" I shout at Will.

"Ya. She is sitting in the car right now. Listen, man. You have to let go of the past and just see her! Forgive her! And besides, you shouldn't even be mad. Her only family member died in the same accident as you, causing you to lose your leg! Don't be mad at her. Seriously." Will's got a point. I close my eyes and slump my shoulders.

"Alright," I say, grabbing his arms, "Let's go." I walk out with him towards the car to see Darcy sitting in the passengers seat. Our eyes meet, causing me heart to do a somersault in my chest, then sink to the ground. I watch her eyes flash away from mine and look down. Great. This is going to be just perfect. 

Will walks to the car, opening the door for her. Darcy steps out and stares at me, "H-Hi, Dar-" I am interrupted when she runs up to me and wraps her arms around me.

"I love you..." She whispers. A smile slowly grows across my face, and I wrap my arms around her tightly, taking in the scent of cherries and strawberries.

"I love you more." I lightly plant a kiss on the top of her head, then rest my cheek on her hair, the curls tickling my nose.

"Please...please don't leave me." Darcy looks up at me, her arms still around me. I look up at Will then back down at her. I give her I short nod.

"You can go on tour with us." As I speak those words, a wide smile grows on her face, her eyes lighting up for the first time in what seems like years. Darcy stands on her toes, colliding her soft, plump lips with mine. Oh god, how I have longed for Darcy's touch. For her kiss. How I have yearned for her and only her.

I smile as her lips move with mine. Darcy's fingers make it to my hair and she grips onto the hair on the back of my head as I wrap my hands around her waist, pulling her in towards me. Her warm scent filling my nose even more as she gets closer. Darcy winces away, her eyes filling with pain. I watch her hands quickly come up to the bottom left side of her stomach, gripping it tightly.

My eyes widen as I watch her start to fall towards the ground, and everything slows. I reach out for her hand, before she hits the ground, but it is too late. Her head comes in contact with the smooth concrete, creating a terrifying loud crack. I feel like screaming but nothing comes out, just a lot of tears.

I scoop Darcy up in my arms, bridal style, and climb into my car with her. I leave Will in the drive way. My heart drops as I feel blood escaping from her head. I look down at her to see that her eyelids are getting heavy, and she is about to close them.

"Hang on, baby, please..." I stroke her hair as I speed towards the hospital. Why do I have to live like this? Why does she have to live like this? She doesn't deserve it. It isn't fair.