Darcy // h.s

34: Rescue

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  Harry's P.O.V

  I felt like I was in that sappy twilight movie that Louis made me watch, New Moon. I was Bella Swan in the majestic city with the red cloaked people, racing against the clock to save the one I loved. Trying to get my mind off things, I focused on how ridiculously girly that thought made me sound.

  But knowing that Darcy was in one of the rooms I was about to search, and not knowing if she'd be dead or alive by the time I got to her, made my stomach churn. I had begged Paul to let me come, and when he agreed Louis also begged to tag along, so now all three of us where looking for the hotel that Darcy had been staying in a few months back, when I used to believe that all she'd ever be was a memory.

  "What if we're too late?" I whispered to Louis as Paul was driving us to the hotel in a rental car. I didn't worry about what anyone would think of me, I let the tears fall down hard. Louis always hated seeing me cry, but at this point I didn't care. I was so worried.

  "Harry, she'll be fine. They won't kill her without getting at least some ransom money first, and they don't know we're coming. Just remember to stick to the plan." Louis said, rubbing circles into my back. It felt nice and comforting, but just feeling comforted when Darcy was in so much danger made me feel selfish.

  Without warning, I let out a loud and embarrassing sob, something that the normal Harry Styles would go beet red over. Louis wrapped his arms around me and I cried into his shirt. The anticipation was absolutely killing me, and knowing at any second that Darcy's life could be taken from her made another round of sobs come.

  "We'll be there in five minutes, boys. Harry, you'll come with me and Louis, you'll go in the air vents. If anyone finds out and we cause to much commotion then they might find out and..." Paul sighed, realizing that he'd just opened up a new tragic possibility to me. "But we won't let that happen."

  Nice save, Paul.

  My body shook with fright as I took a peek out the window and saw the familiar streets of Cheshire. We'd be there any minute now, which meant we were closer to saving her or to finding her body. Picturing her lying there on the cold, hard ground, all of the blood drained from her body and her heart frozen in place made me want to puke.

  "I can't do this." I whispered, suddenly finding it hard to breath. "She's dead, she's dead. I've felt this before and she's dead and we can't save her!" I screamed, grabbing a handful of my curls in frustration. I''m not sure exactly what came over me, but all I knew was that the small backseat of the rental car had just become ten times smaller.

  "Louis, calm Harry down. We're nearly there." Paul said, and I could see his concerned expression in the rear view mirror. I wasn't sure what was going on with me, but I felt so defeated and afraid. Trying to keep it together, I took a big breath and closed my eyes. I'd seen my mum do this a lot when me and Gemma would fight. She used to call it her 'single mother meditating'.

  Suddenly, the car came to a halt and we all jerked forward at once. Louis managed to catch himself before his head hit the leather seat, but I wasn't so lucky. If it weren't for my endless mob of curls I would have gotten a headache from slamming into the seat.