Accidents Happen (The Story Of Darcy Styles)

Harry was 18, no way was he ready for the responsibility of being a dad. He was only a kid himself, just trying to have some fun. But after a tragic accident leaves his daughter Darcy with nobody to care for her, He finds himself in difficult situation. Harry is determined to raise his daughter right and give her the best life he possibly can, but will he be able to handle the pressure that comes with being a father, a celebrity, and dealing with his own grief at the same time?


1. Prologue

I took a step forward.  The room she was in seemed like a million miles away. My heart was racing and my head was spinning. I was terrified. My hands were shaking; I had to take a moment to calm myself down. It didn’t seem real. “Harry…” I turned around; my best friend and bandmate, Louis had his hand on my shoulder. “Are you alright mate?” “Yeah” I replied, still shaking slightly, “Just a bit shaken up, that’s all…” “Don’t worry. I’ll be right there with you” He assured me, smiling. “Thanks Lou. That means a lot”   “Mr. Styles…” The social worker, who had now appeared in front of me, began, “Are you ready to go in?” I looked at Louis. Having him there for support meant the world to me and I was so grateful he’d come back to London with me; it was still terrifying though. I loved Darcy, but how could I do this without Mollie? I still couldn’t believe that she was gone. She was the love of my life and I didn’t know how I was going to live without her. How could I take care of Darcy when I was barely holding it together myself?   “What’s the matter?” Louis inquired, “I don’t know if I can do this Louis” I replied, sadly “I don’t know if I can go in there…” “What are you talking about? Of course you can…You have too…Darcy needs you” “But… What if I’m not enough for her…What if she hates me, What if I let her down, What if…” “Harry, don’t be stupid. She’s not going to hate you, and you’re not going to let her down. ” He assured me. “You’re the best thing for her right now. You’re all she’s got” “But Louis, I’m 18” I reminded him, “How can I be responsible for her? How can I give her everything she needs…I’m just a kid myself” “It doesn’t matter how old you are, as long as you love her, that’s all that really matters” I knew he was right, but it didn’t make me feel any better about the situation. “I’m scared Louis” I admitted, “I’m scared that I won’t be good enough, that I’m going to screw up and the whole world is going to be judging me” “Harry, the only way you’re going to screw up is if you don’t try…I know your scared but you’ve got to be strong for her, you have to prove to everyone that you can do it, show you care; people will respect you for that” Louis explained, “But if you walk away now, if you give up at the first hurdle, you won’t only be letting Darcy down, you’ll be letting yourself down as well, and that’s when people are going to judge you”     I sighed. I’d gotten so much hate over these last few months, mostly on twitter, people who thought they knew it all, sending me horrible messages, telling me how stupid I was; that Darcy was a mistake and she should never have been born; saying that I was too young, that I wouldn’t be able to cope, that I was useless, that I would fail and let her down; and I guess it had all just gotten to me, I’d started to believe they were right. I’d given up; I’d abandoned them and gone off on tour with the boys, basically proving everyone right. But now Mollie was gone, there was nobody left to look after Darcy. Louis was right, I was all she had and like it or not, that little girl needed me. I knew what I had to do. I turned to the social worker who was still standing there waiting for me. I took a deep breath.   “I’m ready” I told her, “I’m ready to see my daughter…”   End of Prologue.

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