Louis had just shut the door behind him, when he heard a gunshot and a scream. His eyes widened in shock, and he ran back in,seeing Harry standing there with Darcy, eyes big and wide. He ran over and pulled Harry with him, hiding behind the counter. Once there, he looked Harry up and down, eyes wild. "Did you get shot? Are you okay? Holy fuck, tell me you're okay," Louis murmured, voice shaking.Harry nodded quickly looking around him. It was then he noticed aa young girl sitting beside them,gasping for breath and clutching her hand to her stomach, which was covered in blood,He quickly handed Darcy to Louis, leaning cautiously over the frightened girl. ''Hey there sweetheart.'' He said sweetly, pulling of his shirt to press it to the wound, ''What's your name, love?'' He asked calmly, knowing that panicking would help no-one, especially not the poor girl. ''D-Dylan'' She said shakily, coughing loudly. ''Dylan, it's alright, you're going to be fine, you're going to be alright. It's okay,'' He said to her, trying to calm her, she was starting to freak out. He told her it would be fine, but they both knew, that if help wouldn't come quickly, she would die. Louis knew this too, and he put Darcy carefully on the floor next to him, and got up on his knees. He peeked over the counter, at the tall, bulky looking man that stood there looking through jackets and wallets. He got up, clearing his throat loudly, and and started to talk. The thief looked at him in shock, and as his attention was focused on the brave Louis Tomlinson. Harry ran out the doorwith the hurt Dylan, and his now terrified daughter. He called 911, and looked through the shop window, praying for Louis to be okay. He'd told Dylan to try to stay awake, and Darcy kneeled beside her, telling her a story. Dylan laughed quietly, smiling at the silly little child. As Harry's eyes stared into the dim light cafe, he heard another gunshot ans saw Louis falling limply to the ground. He screamed in terror, and the thief ran out of the cafe, paying no attention to the three people standing by the entrance. Harry told mindlessly told Darcy to stay put, as he ran as fast as he could into the cafe, tears already running down his face. He kneeled beside Louis, holding him cautiously, when his friend suddenly giggled. ''I love you Haz,'' He stated proudly, fighting to stay awake for much longer. ''NO, Lou, Don't you fucking dare. Don't you fucking dare leaving me like this, or i will kick your ass all the way to China.'' Harry murmured into Louis's ear, blood and tears staining the cafe's cheap carpeting. ''I love you Louis,stay with me. Don't go, STAY.'' Harry begged, stroking Louis's feathery hair out of his face. He held him, quietly begging him to stay with him, as a ambulance and a police car pulled up to the parking lot. Harry didn't notice, he just looked at Louis, and then closed his eyes, screaming loudly. Someone took the boy from his arms, and Harry came back to reality, looking around him. A lot of people were now gathered outside of the coffee, quietly watching as Louis and Dylan were rushed into the ambulance and hurried away. Harry ran out of the shop, looking for his daughter. 'Darcy? Darcy Anne Styles? Darcy!'' He shouted, and held his arms out as the small girl came running to her father. He hugged her tightly as she cried quietly, shushing her soothingly. He got her into her carseat, and hurried into his seat, turning the engine on and driving quickly to the hospital.
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Harry hurried to the desk, holding his innocent daughter close to his bare chest. ''Louis William Tomlinson,'' He said quickly to the nurse, who looked through her computer and then sweetly up at Harry. ''Room 156.'' She said calmly, and Harry ran to the elevator, waiting impatiently as it went up slowly. ''C'mon, C'mon...'' He murmured to himself and the doors finally opened, on the fifth floor. He ran into the waiting room, and was faced by three familiar people. ''Harry..'' Niall mumbled as he ran to the green eyed lad, hugging him tightly and burying his face in his shoulder. Harry hugged him back, meeting Liam's worried eyes as he sat on the couch. ''How is he?'' He asked nervously, hoping to get a good answer, but he didn't. ''We don't know yet," Zayn said, clearing his throat before continouing. ''They won't tell us anything yet."Harry swallowed the lump in his throat, and stared straight ahead. ''He saved us,'' He murmured sadly, leaning down to kiss his daughter's forehead. She chuckled, poking his nose, making him smile weakly. Darcy smiled at the four boys, obviously being so young, she wouldn't understand what was going on. Zayn smiled at her, noticing how much she looked like Harry. Green eyes, wawy, brown hair, and her bubbly personality. ''Who's this?'' He asked curiously, making cute faces at the laughing little girl. ''My daughter. Darcy Styles, meet Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, and Niall Horan.'' He replied shakily. ''Alrighty..then..'' Liam shrugged, looking at the clock. Harry sighed, leaning into Zayn as he sat on the sofa behind him. Zayn put his arm around him, half-hugging him protectivly.
