SurpriseA Chapter by Sophie There's two chapters into one, I need you guys to choose which plot to continue with! Louis-23
The following is an alternate chapter, the plot will not continue after it, the real chapter is after. I just came up with this and its so evil I don't even want to do it, but it was so genius I couldn't pass it up.
The rest of the boys arrive in the middle of Harry opening the velvet box, we called them while Harri was in labor. I snap a picture of Harri's face as she sees the ring. “This is only a semi-engagement ring. It's half way a promise ring, and halfway and engagement ring. I never really planned on getting married at nineteen, but maybe when we're... I don't know, twenty-four? But I figured, we shouldn't do this completely backwards, just jumbled a bit.” “I'm all sweaty and tear-soaked and covered in god knows what other liquids, and you're semi proposing now?” She grins through tears. “Yes, I am. So what do you say?” “Of course! Of course Harry!” She says, a fresh wave of tears rushing down her cheeks. I look over at my mum and see a few tears slipping down her own cheeks, though she smiles. Liam and Zayn look happy as Harry kisses her, but Niall is staring at the baby, whose eyes have opened. They are really an amazingly bright blue, even though Harry has green eyes and Harri's are brown, but all babies have blue eyes at first. “Why don't you all go home, I'm really tired, you can come back in the morning to see Darcy.” Harri says, giving us a weak smile, her eyelids drooping sleepily. “I'll stay here and sleep in the chair.” Harry says. “No, Harold, go home, get a good night's sleep.” She says. “Are you sure?” “Yes, I'm positive, go home.” “Okay, love, I'll see you first thing in the morning, I won't even brush my hair.” He says. “Please, brush your teeth at least.” She laughs. “Fine.” He says, kisses her quickly, and we all leave, heading to our respective places to stay. When Mum, Diana, Harry, and I reach my house it's around midnight, and we're exhausted, so we head straight off to bed. “I'm completely rethinking this whole 'being a girl' thing.” Diana says, “I mean, it was painful to be there, I can't even imagine being the one giving birth.” “I heard you shouldn't be able to survive giving birth, the pain is so intense the body shouldn't be able to handle it, but a mother's love over powers that.” “Gee, thanks for the encouraging words.” Diana says sarcastically, pulling off her pants and putting on pajama shorts. “Anytime.” We're quickly asleep, and I dream of babies with Diana's eyes and my hair.
“WAKE UP!” Harry screams, shaking both of us. “WAKE UP!” His voice breaks in a sob. “Harry? Harry what's wrong?” I ask, sitting up abruptly. “Harri's in a coma, something went wrong, they don't know what, but she's in a coma! And I left her!” He sobs, visibly shaking. Diana and I are out of the bed and into clothes in a second, Mum's already awake and we run to the car. The car ride is agonizingly silent, I would fall asleep because it's 3:30 in the morning, but I can't I'm so worried for both of them. Harry stares out of his window, still shaking, his fingers trembling. “What's that song you were singing in the shower a while back? When the whole band went in and told you that you were really good?” Harry asks, his voice weak. “Ronan?” She says. “Yeah, that one. What was it about again?” “A four year old boy dying of cancer.” “Okay. Could you sing it? I think I need something sadder to focus on.” He says, still staring out the window. “Of course, Haz.” She starts the song and manages to sing it the whole way through, though tears pour down her cheeks, along with Harry's. “Not working, thanks though.” We finally reach the hospital and Harri's new room. There is a steady beeping of the heart machine. She lies, looking like she's asleep, peaceful, the diamond ring on her left hand. Harry rushes to her side. “Harri, please wake up. Please, I love you, please don't leave me, come back.” He says, holding her hand. He buries his face in the bed and suddenly wails, “Wake up! Please! Wake up!” The last word comes out as a sob. “Louis, comfort him.” Diana whispers. I nod slightly and the band retreats out of the room with Diana and Mum. I kneel down beside Harry and he turns to me and buries his face in my shoulder. “S-should we t-try singing?” He sobs. “Maybe, I'll go get the others.” I say. He nods, taking a deep breath. I poke my head out the door, “We're going to try singing.” I say. We go back in. “What song, Harry?” “Moments... It kind of fits.” Moments is about a girl dying and a boy committing suicide to be with her. Diana sings back up for us, and sings with us on the chorus. Niall's solo comes and he looks shaken up as he sings. I open my mouth and start singing, Harri's eyelids shift slightly, but that's it. The song ends and there's no change.
Diana
Harri's been in a coma for four days, Harry is losing his mind. We're in the hospital, trying everything. We're down to telling jokes, hoping she'll sit up and laugh or something miraculous like that. “What do you call a-” Zayn starts. “I'm sorry.” Niall says looking at Harry. He walks steadily over to where Harri lays and takes her hand. “Harri, wake up, our child needs you. I need you.” It was silent before, but this is beyond silent. It's so silent its deafening. I watch in growing horror as Harri's eyes flutter open and find Niall's. I look around, not sure what to do, and suddenly a keening wail fills the room. A sound so pathetic, so heartbreaking I didn't know a human could even make it. Harry. That is the sound a person makes when they're being broken into tiny pieces. He's staring at Niall in mixture of pain, rage, and sadness. “Harry, I'm sorry. You guys ere all out and we were bored so-” “So you had sex?!” “No! I offered her something to drink and we got drunk, like, really drunk and things just went in a downward spiral from there.” “But, 'I need you'?” Harry asks. “And then... a while later... it happened again when we weren't drunk.” “How long has it been going on?” “It stopped when she announced she was pregnant, but the first time was three weeks before.” I feel like I might throw up, Harri looks terribly confused, and I call in a nurse because that's really what you're supposed to do when someone miraculously wakes up from a coma. “How did, 'I need you' happen in three weeks?” Harry asks, still looking broken. “It didn't!” Harri pipes up. “I think I'm getting what's going on now. He knows, doesn't he?” She turns to Niall. He nods and she continues, “But I don't know what this 'I need you' business is. I screwed up, I know that. But I love you, Harry. I don't really know what came over me, I'd like to think it was the start of pregnancy hormones.” “Which then means he also had sex with my daughter. You know, in a way.” Harry says, now fuming. “Harry, there's something you need to see.” Louis whispers, “Niall, you come too.” I follow them down to the windows with all the babies, we find Darcy and as we look she opens her eyes. Harry physically crumples, I can see it, all the life just whooshes out of him as he notices the blue of the baby's eyes, the incredible blue that we've only ever seen on Niall.
Now here's the nice version of the chapter. If you guys like the evil version better, I'll continue with that plot, but for now, that was too evil even for me.
Louis-23
The rest of the boys arrive in the middle of Harry opening the velvet box, we called them while Harri was in labor. I snap a picture of Harri's face as she sees the ring. “This is only a semi-engagement ring. It's half way a promise ring, and halfway and engagement ring. I never really planned on getting married at nineteen, but maybe when we're... I don't know, twenty-four? But I figured, we shouldn't do this completely backwards, just jumbled a bit.” “I'm all sweaty and tear-soaked and covered in god knows what other liquids, and you're semi proposing now?” She grins through tears. The nurse takes Darcy to the baby room thing. “Yes, I am. So what do you say?” “Of course! Of course Harry!” She says, a fresh wave of tears rushing down her cheeks. I look over at my mum and see a few tears slipping down her own cheeks, though she smiles. Liam, Zayn, and Niall look happy as Harry kisses Harri. “Why don't you all go home, I'm really tired, you can come back in the morning to see Darcy.” Harri says, giving us a weak smile, her eyelids drooping sleepily. “I'll stay here and sleep in the chair.” Harry says. “Are you sure?” Harri asks. “Yes, I'm staying here.” We say our goodbyes and Mum drives home. “I'm completely rethinking this whole 'being a girl' thing.” Diana says once we reach my old room, now a guest room, “I mean, it was painful to be there, I can't even imagine being the one giving birth.” “I heard you shouldn't be able to survive giving birth, the pain is so intense the body shouldn't be able to handle it, but a mother's love over powers that.” “Gee, thanks for the encouraging words.” Diana says sarcastically, pulling off her pants and putting on pajama shorts. “Anytime.” We're quickly asleep, and I dream of babies with Diana's eyes and my hair.
“Oh my god I'm going on Ellen today!” Diana says as we board the plane to LA. “Well, she does host all the big YouTube stars.” “But Ellen is for famous people! It's so weird.” She says, grinning. The plane takes off and she falls asleep on my shoulder.
Diana
I'm going to throw up. Oh my god oh my god oh my god. There's people out there, I've only ever sung to a camera or people I'm close to. Oh my god. I walk out onto the stage at my cue and stand in front of the microphone. I'm singing a cover of Titanium. “You shout it loud, but I can't hear a word you say...” I start, my nerves slowly ebbing away. After my song I sit in the big comfy chair across from Ellen Degeneres. “So, Diana, this isn't your first interview, but all the other interviews have been with One Direction, right?” “Yeah, this is the first interview that's actually about me.” I say, smiling. “So your YouTube videos are pretty popular, how many views do you have?” “Um, on my first video which was a cover of Moments, it has about two million.” There's a bit of applause. “So a while back you and Louis told about your first date, and I like to be original, so what about the second one?” She asks. “Well, it was actually the very next day, he texted me when he woke up. He couldn't wait to see me I guess.” I joke, “But we actually ran into an old friend of mine, who, at the time, kind of hated me-” “Why?” “Because I hated One Direction.” My face turns bright red. “Ooh! A twist! I love it!” Ellen laughs. The interview goes smoothly and she manages to make me laugh a lot, I'm a very 'laughy' person. A lot of people say in the comments of my videos that Louis and I are perfect because we both love to laugh. The interview ends and I meet Louis backstage. “You did great!” He says. “I was so nervous! She's so nice though!” I say.
“Being on plane rides is starting to get old.” I say, trying to un-pop my ears. We reach the car where we parked two days earlier at the airport and we get in to drive home. “Louis, I think you're going the wrong way...” I say when he misses our exit. He smiles and glances at me, and then turns on the radio. Now my brain is going in tons of different directions, and I figit wanting to know where we're going. We pull into the driveway of a beautiful little house with robins egg blue walls, a big yard with a big garden, a beautiful mahogany colored front door with glass windows cut into it. “Where are we?” I ask. Louis merely reaches in his pocket and hands me a key that has words carved into it, “Home sweet home.” I stare at the key and then back at him. “I thought it might be time that we formally live together.” He says. “Oh my god!” I yell and burst out of the car. I put the key in the lock and open the front door. I stand in a kitchen with beautiful dark hard wood floors and white marble counters. All appliances already put in. I take in the scene and then turn around and run back out, where Louis is walking up the driveway. I run into his arms and kiss him. “You like it?” He asks after. “It's perfect, and I've only seen the kitchen. I'm going to have to take cooking classes or something!” I kiss him again. “I love you.” I say. “I love you too.” He says and we walk inside a house of our very own. © 2012 SophieAuthor's Note
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