Harry Styles + shirtless
i still cannot believe that i got to watch harry styles work out his buff bod…I’m officially dead.
Moments Like This
Part 1
It started on the morning of June 20th 2012. The Boys were going to rehearsal that day and planned to meet up at Louis and Harry’s flat before all leaving together. Liam was there first, letting himself in with an extra key because he knew it would be another half a hour before either Louis or Harry was up. He was half right when Louis came down the stairs 25mins later, just as Niall and Zayn walked through the door together. “So we are just waiting on Harry?” Liam asked as he placed mugs on the table and started the kettle.“Seems that way,” Louis said with his head in the fridge. “It might be a while though. I didn’t hear him moving around when I got up.” He closed the fridge door with arms full of breakfast supplies. Niall rushed over to take them and start making the boys breakfast. Louis didn’t complain, he just took a seat. They all knew what happened last time Louis tried to cook.
“Well I think we should let him sleep a bit more.” Niall started the frying pan and greased it. Turning to glace at the guys to make sure they were listening to him. “I mean last night he did say he wasn’t feeling all to well and man did he look it too.” The boys were quiet, thinking of how tired and overstressed Harry had looked last night.
Liam broke the silence first, being Daddy Directions like always. “Okay, I agree with Niall. We’ll let Hazza sleep until round 8:30. It’s 7 now so that gives him more time to sleep and leaves him half an hour to eat and get ready before we need to go.” The boys nodded their heads in agreement before moving on to a lighter topic.
It was 7:25 when the first scream pierced the air, interrupting the funny story Louis was sharing. They acted as one, Liam going straight up stairs with Louis hot on his heels, while Zayn got his cell phone out just in case they needed help and Niall called up Paul telling him that he needed to come over now.
Bursting into Harry’s room they found him laying on the bed, back arched, hands over his eyes, and screaming his head off. Rushing to his side Louis grabbed at his hands as Liam tried to calm him down. “Harry. Harry! You’re okay, calm down. It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay.” Liam rubbed circles on his chest which usual calmed him down but seem to have little effect now. Harry kept screaming letting out the occasional “it hurts” now and again.
The boys stayed like that, in Harry’s room trying to calm him, cringing at every painful scream that left his mouth. It took Paul 10mins from when Niall called him to storm into the front door and come pounding up the stairs. Once he was in the room he didn’t even stop to take in all of the boys’ lost expressions, he just quickly picked up Harry and walked out, back to the car. The boys were on his heels; Liam picking up a blanket and pillow for Harry.
The drive to the hospital was long and hard; moving only made Harry feel worse and the screaming became mashed with harsh sobs. His head was resting on Liam’s lap who had his hands in Harry’s curls rubbing circles. All the boys always turned to Daddy Directions when they were sick and Liam knew what each boy needed; Harry enjoyed circle like massages.
When they did finally make it to the hospital they all had tears in their eyes. Harry was the baby and it was hard to see him in so much pain. Paul again picked up Harry and rushed into the front doors. The people in the waiting room gave them dirty looks seeing as how Harry was making so much noise. The nurse at the front desk quickly called a doctor and directed them toward the ER. When they got there Harry was ripped from their grasp and taken away.
Slowly the waiting room started to fill. First just the boys and Paul, then came Harry’s family. Then Danielle and Eleanor, finally Simon showed up. It was 10:30 when a Doctor came out to tell everyone that Harry requested the boys come to his room.They followed the Doctor like lost ducklings, they were silent with their heads down. Stopping in front of room 221B the Doctor held open the door. “Someone will be with you shortly.
The room was a decent size, private, enough to fit all the boys plus everyone still in the waiting room. The walls were the classic hospital eggshell, bare and cold. Stepping into the room one by one they found Harry who seemed to be asleep, on the bed. “Harry?” Louis whispered, being the first to step forward. Harry opened his eyes slowly wincing a little at the sudden light. The boys quickly surrounded the bed, two on each side. “Harry?” Louis asked again, stronger this time.
“Lou?” Harry’s voice was rough like he hadn’t spoken in days. “What happened?”
“We were going to ask you that.” Zayn spoke up. “What do you remember?”
“Not a lot,” Harry closed his eyes. “Just waking up and feeling a strong pain in my head. It hurt so much and I-” Harry’s hand reached out and found Niall’s locking it in an iron grip.
“It’s okay Harry, just don’t think about it.” Niall said, aimlessly rubbing circles on Harry’s hand with his thumb. “How are you feeling now?”
Opening his eyes, Harry relaxed into the bed. “Better. It still hurts but they gave me something for it before they took some tests.”
“Have they told you anything yet?”
“No,” Harry looked at all of them. “I didn’t want to be alone if it was something bad. so I asked them to go get you.” The boys were silent but moved closer to Harry, showing that wild horses could not drag them away from him. The doctor took that moment to step into the room. They all looked to him and braced themselves.
“Harry Styles.” The Doctor greeted. “My name is Dr. Tennant, and I am here to inform you of your test results.” Harry nodded once. Dr. Tennant took a deep breath before giving the news that would change each of the boys in different ways and turn the world they knew into an unknown hell.
“I regret to inform you, but you have been diagnosed with terminal cancer of the brain.”
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You had found out you were pregnant not too long ago. You were scared to tell Harry because you weren’t sure how he’d react. You woke up one morning feeling absolutely terrible. When you sat up, you immediately felt a rush of nausea…
It started like any other day. Waking up in your husbands arms as he rubbed your 7 month stomach. Your little girl responding to her father’s touch by kicking. It was 9 when you finally pulled him out of bed. He was meeting the boys at the recording studio around 10 to work on their next album. After a quick breakfast and tea you push him out the front door, promising to relax and take the day easy. Walking back inside you clean the kitchen a little before deciding to call up your best friend Eleanor. 15 minutes later she is at your house with junk food and some movies.
Its almost 7 when You get the call from your husband, they just finished writing what they think will be their next hit and the producer wants them to stay late to finish recording the vocals. You reassure him that you’re fine and that you have Eleanor to take care of you and the baby. Halfway through the next movie you and Eleanor start getting hungry and decide to go out to eat; you’re both tired of being coped up all day. changing into sweats and your Husbands Jack Wills sweatshirt you meet Eleanor at the door. Stepping outside you realize its pouring out and you can hardly see the car. Running to the car the best a 7 month pregnant woman can you’re dripping wet as you shut the car door. “Are you sure we can drive in this?” you ask Eleanor, your hand resting on your stomach.
“I’m sure it will lighten up.” She reassures you as she starts the car. You drive a few blocks before stopping at a red light. The radio was blasting and you were both having a good time when the car behind you hits. the force of it sending your car into the oncoming traffic. All you see is headlight as another car hits you on your side cascading you into darkness.
You wake up once in an ambulance. You’re not sure what is going on but you know one thing, the baby is dieing. “Please,” you beg whoever is listening. “Please, I don’t care what happens or what you have to do,” Your body shakes with sobs. “Just please, save my baby girl. Please save my Darcy.” you choke out, before the world goes black.
Harry
He had just finished his round of vocals when his phone starts to ring. The producer gives him a glare but stays quite, knowing that his wife was very much pregnant and that Harry was very much overprotective. Harry picks up his phone to see an unknown number, debating to answer it or not he picks up on the last ring. “Hello?” He answers with a cheeky grin, a grin that quickly falls from his face to be replaced with a look of pure horror and worry.
He repeats the hospital name before hanging up. His body starts to shake as he tries to hold back the tears. Liam quickly walks over to him. “You alright mate?” He asks. Harry lets out a gross sob before explaining that the call was about you being in a car crash, and it was bad. The boys quickly jump into action, pulling Harry to the car and placing him in the back seat between Niall and Louis.
Arriving at the hospital they burst through the front door demanding answers about you, the baby, and Eleanor. The head nurse gives them directions to Eleanor’s room and inform them that you are still in surgery. Coming into Eleanor’s room they find her siting up in bed with a broken arm and a gash on her head. Seeing them she starts to sob into Louis who had rushed to her side. “I’m so sorry Harry,” She sobbed out. “I should have been more careful. I should have known the weather was too bad to drive in. If anything happens, oh Harry.” the rest of her words are lost as she sobs into Louis shoulder.
It was another 2 hours before the Doctor walks into the room. “Harry Styles.” He says in a monotone voice. Harry sets himself before standing tall in front of the Doctor. “Would you like to come meet your daughter?” the Doctor asks as the whole room erupts into relieved cheers. Harry visibly relaxes before going stiff again.
“Wait,” He says slowly. “What about my wife?” He watches the Doctor’s face closely as it drops.
“I’m sorry Mr. Styles, but your wife gave her life to save your daughter.” Harry doesn’t hold back the sob that brings him to his knees. His whole world being ripped in two. It takes about an hour, long after the Doctor had left, before Harry was ready to see his daughter. Being 2 months premature they are only able to see her through a glass window. Seeing her sleep soundly pushed Harry over the edge again as he breaks out into silent sobs.His hand against the glass.
“What are you going to name her Harry?” Zayn asks softly, his hand on Harry’s shoulder.
Harry lets out a choked whisper, “Darcy,” At his voice Darcy opened her eyes and met her fathers through the glass wall that separated them. “Darcy (y/n) Styles.” Harry says again as he stares into the perfect replica of your eyes.
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