Just Little Things (Harry Styles)

Chapter 2

Harry P.O.V

I walked out of the room following Darcy, "Darcy, this is serious; there's someting wrong, can't you see it? I can tell your ill, why won't you just let me get you checked out?" I asked.

"Beacuse there's nothing wrong with me, can't you see that?!" She yelled. I sat down on the sofa next to her.

"Darcy, please just tell me, what's wrong?" I asked softly.

"Nothings wrong Harry, I just don't feel well, please just leave it alone." Darcy begged.

I sighed and fell against the back of the sofa "I'm just worried about you, you've got all your exams coming up, and... I'm just worried" I explained sadly.

"You don't need to worry, it's me that needs to worry." She replied, smiling slightly.

Louis came walking out of his room with his shirt off. He grabbed his phone then walked back into his room, or, as I like to call it, his cave.

"Darcy, if there was something seriously wrong you would tell me right?" I said hopefully.

"Depends what you mean by serious." She grinned.

"Like... Cancer, or something like that..." I replied avoiding her eyes.

"Of corse I would, you're my best mate!" She answered.

I smiled, thinking to myself if she really was ill.

What the hell's wrong with her? Whats she hiding from me? Why won't she just tell me? She's starting to get me worried, it's like she's ill but can't tell anyone, but what if she's told everyone not to tell me? She wouldn't do that; she always said that if she has a secret, I would always be the first one to find out. So what's she hiding from me? From the world?

She stood up and walked towards her room. "W- what are you doing?" I asked.

"Studying" She replied flatly.

"But it's saturday!" I insisted.

"And my exams are on Wednesday." She answered. She turned back around and shut the door behind her. I slid down in my seat and huffed as Louis walked out of his 'cave'.

He sat down next to me, looking as grumpy as he usually does in a morning. "What was that all about?" Louis asked.

"Darcy's ill and she won't let me call a doctor..." I mumbled flicking through the channels of the TV.

Louis suddenly sat up, "Well, what's wrong with her?" He asked

"She's been having these really bad stomach cramps and she's not sleeping at all. I'm always hearing her in the early morning crying." I replied

"I know this is a dumb question, but you did check she's not pregnant, right?" He asked

"I tried that, and she broke up with her boyfriend like a year ago, so if she was pregnant she'd of already of had the baby." I replied knowingly.

"Well do you want me to try talking to her?" Louis asked kindly.

"That would be great, would you find out that secret for me?" I asked hugging him.

"Um, Harry, she's, like, your best mate, she wouldn't keep secrets from you." He said pushing me away from him and looking into my eyes.

"She would..." I muttered.

"How do you know?" He enquired.

"Because last night she told me" I replied.

"We'll if she already told you, why do you want me to find out?" He asked raising an eyebrow.