The Makeover

Darcy's your typical popular girl. She's part of the drama club and she's the most known girl in school. She likes to party and have a good time with her friends. Marcel on the other hand your typical geek. He's part of the science and math club and he's the most bullied kid in school. He likes to stay at home where no one can hurt him.

What happens when Darcy gets paired up with Marcel on a school project and later gets dared to give him a makeover? Will Marcel break from his shell or will he never change?


34. XXXII Part 2

Harry's POV

"When can I see her?" I asked my mum. I watched as she ran her fingers through her brown hair and gave me a stern look.

"When she's ready for you to see her. Don't rush it Harry."

"But she's my girlfriend. I should be the only one she wants to see. Why's Zayn and Jackson in there?" Tears filled my eyes but I quickly blinked them away.

"Just be patient Harry."

"Mr. Harry Styles, Darcy would like to see you." A tall doctor said. He was wearing a white coat and a stethoscope around his neck.

I slowly got up and followed the doctor to Darcy's room down hallways and past busy nurses.

"Here it is." He said pointing to the door. I took a deep breath before pushing the door open.

Darcy lay on her bed, her long brown hair tied up in a ponytail. She was reading a magazine and hadn't notice me walk in.

"Darcy..." My voice was low but I knew she heard. Her head snapped up from the glossy pages and her eyes finally met mine.


I quickly walked to her side and pulled her into my arms.

"Baby I was so worried about you. They would've let me see you at all. I'm so sorry." I was about to press my lips against her but she stopped me.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.

"No, but I need to tell you something. Something that will probably hurt you a lot."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

Darcy patted the empty space on her bed and told me to sit. I crawled on the bed and placed my hands in my lap but Darcy grabbed both with hers.

"When I pasted out I forgot something's. Important things."

"What'd you forget?" I nervously waited for her answer.

"You. I can't remember you Harry."

It felt like my heart stopped. My blood ran cold and a sick feeling was filling my stomach. Once again tears filled my eyes but this time I let them fall.


She nodded her head. "Your name, your face, everything. I'm sorry."

I shook my head. "No it's not your fault. But you will remember right? It just takes time."

"That's what the doctor said. I just don't remember you. But I can't feel that something's missing. I feel empty."

I felt her grip on my hands tighten.

"Harry I need you to remind me of everything. Don't leave a single detail out."



Darcy's POV

"Do you remember anything yet?" Harry said after telling me a lot about himself, myself, and us. It all seemed like a nice life to live in, almost too good to be true, but I don't remember a single thing of it.

"I'm sorry. I-I don't remember." I looked down out our connected hands but Harry pulled away and cupped my face. 

"Darcy, look at me. I don't care how long it's gonna take. I'm gonna get you to remember us. I'll never give up."

I stared into his beautiful green eyes and for a brief second I thought I saw something familiar.


"I promise."

We sat in silence for a while until a had the need to say something.

"Did we ever love each other?" I asked curiously.

Harry's eyes feel onto mine and he slowly nodded his head. I swore under my breath. I can't believe I don't remember something so important. How could I forget?

"I know that right now you don't feel the same way about me like you used to, but now that I think about it, it's a punishment. Darcy, I hurt you bad, really bad, and I don't understand why you took me back. I never deserved your forgiveness and now that you don't remember anything about us it's my punishment to live with everyday."

"Harry I-"

"Darcy, it's fine. Don't feel sorry. This isn't your fault. I think I should go. I'll come by tomorrow alright. I love you." I felt Harry's lips against my forehead. He pulled away and gave me a sad smile before leaving.

I felt so bad. Just reminding Harry of everything that has happened in our lives and me not remembering a thing must've hurt. I don't even know how much I loved him. I don't know how I can love him again.

Harry's POV

I slammed my bedroom door and slid down to the floor cradling my knees to my chest. I could feel my tears soaking into my jeans as I cried even harder. Why does life suck so much? Why don't I ever have it easy?

I got up off the ground and walked into my bathroom. I saw myself in the mirror and hated what I saw. The curls, the green eyes, the pink lips. I hated it all. How did Darcy ever love me? How can she ever love me now?

I ripped my off clothes and decided to take a shower to get my crappy life out of my mind. I turned the water to hot and stood in the shower for a hour until my skin was red and wrinkly.

I lazily wrapped a towel around my lower half and walked back to the mirror and wiped the fog away. Staring at my reflection, I wished that I could wiped my life away so easily like the fog. I ran my fingers through my damp hair and let it sit up so it wasn't covering my forehead.

"What am I gonna do?"


I stood in front of Darcy's room the next day wondering if anything had changed. If she suddenly remembered everything that happened between us and was too scared to call and tell me. Or if she's finally had gotten over me and doesn't need me anymore.

"Harry, come in." I was startled by her voice but it didn't stop me from stepping into her room.

"Hey, how you feeling?" I asked. She shrugged her shoulders.

"The same." She dropped her head. I reached over and lifted her chin up.

"Hey, don't worry. You have lots of time to remember."

"Thanks for being so positive Harry. You were probably an amazing boyfriend."

I cringed but gave her a smile. "I'd do anything for you."

We talked for a while until Darcy's doctor walked in.

"Hello Miss Brandon, Mr. Styles. I have your results from your tests."

I looked towards Darcy to see a nervous look come over her. I gave her fingers a squeeze but she pulled them away.

"Uh Harry could you go?" She asked. I knew that she probably felt uncomfortable with me knowing what her results were but it still hurt that she didn't want me there.

"Alright. I'll just get some coffee."

Darcy's POV

I felt bad kicking Harry out but I really didn't want him hearing what the doctor has to say. Whatever it was I knew it would be bad.

"So what's the results?" I questioned.

The doctor looked down at his clipboard and started reading things off. Amnesia, which I already knew about.

"Also, the reason for your fainting was because you are starting to have symptoms of anorexia. Darcy, have you been starving yourself?"

I could feel my eyes start to water as I nodded my head. I didn't want to get so deep. I just needed to lose a couple pounds.

"Well now that we know we need to put you on a diet. We don't want you to hurt yourself."

"Okay. Thanks."

Hiya people here's the next part. Hope you like it and thanks for all your comments! I've been writing a new movella so go check it out it's called My Brothers Best-Friend and it's a 5SOS fanfic. Hope you like too. :) *5comments for the next chapter*

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