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?


5. Up All Night

it was 2Am. Why wouldn't she sleep? I'd tried everything I could think of, Feeding her, changing her, rocking her in my arms, I even took her out for a ride in the car...Nothing was working, Darcy just wouldn't stop crying. She'd been like this for hours and I was exhausted, I couldn't do this alone, so I decided to call Louis for help.

"Hello..." Louis began sleepily, having been woken up by my late-night phone call.
"Hi...Louis...It's me..." I replied, my mobile phone pressed against my ear.
"Harry? It's the middle of the night...What's going on?"
"Louis I know it's late and I'm sorry to wake you up like this, I wouldn't have called if I wasn't desperate...but the thing is...I really need your help"
"Harry, not that I'm not happy to help, but couldn't this have waited until morning?" He asked, "I mean, its 2am, what could you possibly need my help with at this hour?"
"It's Darcy" I told him.
"Darcy? What about her? Is there something wrong? Is she ill?" He asked sounding concerned.
"No, no, she's not ill..." I replied, “She just keeps crying.”
"Is that all? She's a baby of course she's going to cry, that's what babies do! You didn't need to wake me up in the middle of the night to tell me that!"
"Yeah, I know...but she's been crying all night and I can't get her to stop" I explained "I've tried everything I can think of but nothing is working. I didn't know what else to do, that's why I called you. And you did tell me to call you if I needed anything!"
"I didn't mean at 2'OClock in the bloody morning, Harry!"
"I know, I know...I'm sorry..." I apologised again, "but I really need
your help. Please Louis, I'm going out of mind here..."
Louis sighed.
"Alright...Fine, Give me a few minutes and I'll be there..."
"Thanks Lou"

I put the phone down and walked over to Darcy's cot. She was still crying and it didn't look like was going to stop any time soon. For a small baby, she really did have a loud voice.

"Darcy..." I began, picking her up and cuddling her to try and calm her down, "Come on darling, please stop crying. Please go to sleep for daddy..."

I held her for a while, rocking her and talking to her; none of it making any difference. I was starting to wonder if Louis was ever going to get here.

That's when I saw a flash of headlights, I looked out the window and saw Louis's car pulling up on my drive. Finally. Help had arrived.

"How long has she been crying like this?" Louis inquired, after I'd introduced him to a screaming Darcy.
"About 8 hours" I told him.
"Have you tried rocking her backwards and forwards? That usually helps to get babies to sleep,”
"Yeah, Lots of times but it doesn't make any difference"
"Ok, well...maybe she's hungry, have you tr_"
"Feeding her? Of course I've done that! I'm not an idiot Louis!" I snapped,
"Hey, there's no need to be like that, I was just trying to help that is what you wanted, right? My help? That's why you called me over to your house in the middle of the night.”
"Your right. I'm sorry" I said quickly, immediately feeling guilty for being so short with him when he'd came to help me. "I didn't mean to snap, I'm just so tired, I haven't slept properly for ages. She does this to me every night, and I don't know what to do any more!"
"It's Ok. I know you didn't mean it"

"I told you I'd be bad at this!" I reminded him, "I haven't got a clue what I'm doing! I'm crap at being a dad, no wonder she hates me!"
"Harry stop feeling sorry for yourself. You're not a crap dad and she doesn't hate you. She just misses her mom, that's all"
"Yeah, well she's not the only one..." I sighed sadly. Feeling like I could start crying any moment, at the thought of Mollie and how much I wished she was here with me.

"Harry...It's going to be ok you know..." Louis comforted, putting his arm around my shoulders, "Things will get better..."
"I just miss her so much Louis" I sobbed, "I can't imagine how I am going to live without her.”
"I know, I know...but trust me, you will get through this" He assured me, "And remember, you're not on your own. You've got me, and the boys, we're all there for you, Ok? So don't worry, you're gonna be fine. I promise. Now come on, stop getting upset and let's see that smile..." He instructed, pulling a funny face and making me laugh.

"There you go. That's better..." He smiled, "Right now. What are we going to do about this daughter of yours?"
"I don't know" I shrugged, ready to give up. "I don't think there's anything we can do. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked to you come. She's my responsibility, not yours and I shouldn't be relying on you to help me take care of her. You should just go home and get some sleep.”
"Don't be silly Harry, I'm here now I might as well stay and help you. There's got to be something you haven't tried yet...Can't you remember what Mollie used to do?"
I shook my head,
"Oh come on. You must be able to remember something." Louis insisted, "You lived with her; surely you must have seen how she got Darcy to sleep"
"Well...there was a CD"
"A CD?"
"Yeah, Mollie used to play it for Darcy...I'm not sure if that's how she got her to sleep, but I know Darcy liked it and it usually got to stop crying"
"I don't suppose you know where this magic CD is do you? Or what was on it, maybe?"
"No. I didn't ever hear it" I explained, "I just remember Mollie telling me on the phone while we were away, that she'd made a CD for Darcy, and whenever she played it for her, it stopped her from crying"
"So it was a homemade CD then?"
"Yeah, I guess so...She didn't tell what she put on it though. Only that it was music that Darcy liked it."

There was a long pause while we both stared at the ground, trying to figure this out, and then suddenly, Louis looked up at me an idea burning in his mind.

"What?" I asked,
"Harry...this might sound like a daft question...but have you tried singing to Darcy?"
"Singing?" I repeated,
"Yeah...It's just an idea...since you said that Mollie played music to get her to stop crying, I thought singing to her might help. I'm sure you've probably done that already, but I just thought I'd ask..."

Singing! Of course! Why hadn't I thought of that before? That was what I was good at; it was both my profession and my hobby, I'd tried a million and one ways get my daughter to sleep, and yet the idea of doing the thing I do best, hadn't accrued to me.

"Err...actually, no...I haven't...I didn't think of that..."
"Well, you might as well give it a go, you've tried everything else. It can't hurt...millions of girls like to here you sing, I'm sure Darcy won't be the exception" Louis told me,
"Ok. What shall I sing?" I asked,
"I don't know. Anything... It doesn't matter. Just sing to her."
"Ok...I'll try it" I said, and then picking my crying daughter up from her cot and cuddling her, I began to sing the first song that came in to my head...

"You're insecure; don't know what for, your turning heads when you walk through the door. Don't need make-up, to cover up, being the way that you are is enough"

"It's working...She's stopped crying...Keep going.”
"Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you..." I looked at Louis, signalling him to join in, and he started singing with me.
"Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed, but when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell, you don't know...Oh oh, you don't know you’re beautiful..." We sang together, as I rocked Darcy in my arms. "That's what makes you beautiful!”


"We did it..." I whispered, as I placed a sleeping Darcy back in to her cot in her nursery and tucked her in gently. "She's finally asleep..."

It had taken a long time, but after singing a few more songs we eventually managed to get her to drift off in to the land of nod. I looked at the clock. It was 3:40am. I couldn't believe how long I'd been up with Darcy. I was shattered, and by the looks of things so was Louis.

"Thank god for that. We were running out of songs to sing we pretty much preformed our whole tour set list. She’s a lucky girl that daughter of yours Harry. She get's her own private concert!"
"Who knew Darcy-Anne Styles was a Directioner..." I smiled. "You wait until the other lads hear about this...I can't wait for them to get back home. I miss them" I admitted,
"I know me too" Louis agreed. "It's weird not having them around."
"I’m so glad you came back to London with me when I got the news about Mollie. I don't know how I'd have gotten through these last couple of weeks on my own.”
"Don't mention it; that's what friends are for" Louis smiled,

Liam, Niall and Zayn wanted to come back with us as well, they said it didn't feel right continuing the tour without me and Louis, especially after what had happened to Mollie, but obviously they couldn't all come back because of the contract we'd signed. Management didn't like the idea of Louis coming back with me so they certainly wasn't going to allow the us all to leave and cancel the tour all together. I knew they were finding it hard without us though, It was awkward doing One Direction concerts with only three members, people who booked tickets to our shows were a bit annoyed that we were missing because they'd came to see all of us, but once they understood the situation they were quite supportive, and me and Louis both had a lot of lovely messages on twitter from fans.

"I'm shattered..." Louis yawned. "I can't believe what time it is. I'd better get home and leave you to get some sleep.”
"Why don't you stay here" I suggested, "It'll be easier for you than driving all the way home.”

“You make it sound as if I live miles away. It’s only a 20 minute drive back to my house.”

“Yeah…I know, but you still have to get to the other side of London. And look out the window; it’s started snowing so the roads will be icy. I don’t want you to have an accident.”
"Don't be silly, it’s just a bit of Snow. I'll be fine."
"I'm sure that's exactly what Mollie thought when she got in to her car the night of her accident, and look what happened to her..."

Louis didn't know what to say.
"Oh...Right..." He stuttered, "Harry, I'm sorry...I didn't think..."

I knew I was being a bit over protective. But when I looked out the window and saw that it had started snowing, I didn’t like the idea of Louis driving home. There wasn’t a lot of snow on the ground, and I knew Louis didn’t have that far to drive but it was starting to come down more heavily and I was worried that the roads might become dangerous. It was silly, but every since Mollie’s accident, I had this thing about people driving in the snow. I didn’t want anyone else to fall victim to the dangers of an icy road, like she had done.

"I know it sounds silly to you Louis, but I've already lost Mollie. I don't want to lose anyone else I care about. And even though I know the roads aren’t as bad as they were the night she died, I still worry about things like that. That's why you’re staying here tonight. You’re my friend, and don't want anything to happen to you.”

"Ok, fine. If it will make you feel better. I’ll sleep in one your spare rooms.” He agreed, “But what happens if it’s still snowing when we wake up. It might be even be worse by then.”

“Well then you’ll just have to stay here until it clears.” I instructed.

“You know, you’re going to have to get over this thing you have about people driving in the snow. I can understand why it bothers you, but you can’t protect everyone from everything. Sometimes shit happens and there’s nothing you can do about it, unfortunately.”

“I know. It’s just; I don’t want to lose someone again.” I justified, “So if you and everyone else I care about could just stay away from icy roads…at least for the time being, I’ll be happier.”

“Alright.” He smiled, “For you, I will do that. Even if it means hibernating for a week until the snow disappears.”

“Thank-you Louis. I appreciate it.” I told him,

"Ok, well...Good night Harry...Or good morning...Whatever you want to call it!"
Louis laughed, and then we both got sone much needed sleep.

The End of Chapter Four.

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