Harry's Pov
I hate this Dylan Campbell to the core more than anybody. You know hiw much I love little Darcy like my own daughter and I really wish she was but if you think of the truth how could any father had the guts of kiling his own daughter?
If thats not enough. what the fuck made him come to the hospital? Didnt he enjoy his wedding night? He must have enjoyed it, dont give me the bullshit he wanted to see Darcy? He wouldnt care. Already seeing her motionless, Estee crying depressed was killing and now to know that he was here, I lost it.
Dylan is so dead to me.
I started running downstairs to the reception even if I knew Estee was following me. Why did she come? I couldnt let her be near Dylan? He already pointed a gun at her, that scared me to death, I cant take any more risk.
"How is little Darcy Harry?"Dylan asked me in a mean voice when he saw. OMG I hate that guy. I punched his face so hard he started to bleed a little on the nose.
"Harry no!"I heard Estee's voice but by then Dylan started fighting, we both were punching each other, someone caught Dylan and Estee caught me , her eyes tearing up again.
"Please Harry no more fight"Estee begged, seeing her broken like this was killing me more and more and I didnt want to do something agaisnt her.
"Sirs this is a hospital we do not entertain fights, please someone be clear who is the father of Darcy?"A nurse said and I closed my eyes in frustration.
"Answer me, which father would ever shoot at his daughter?"Estee asked her crying. The nurse had her eyes wide opened.
"What? Mr Styles sh--"The nurse looke at me in disbelief. Seriously?
"No how could you think that? Harry's the father and he would never hurt Darcy, he loves her way too much, he s the best father and husband anyone could ever have"Estee said smiling at me a little. Dylan frowned and tightened his hands in anger.
"So who shot little Darcy?"The nurse asked again.
"The one who pretends to be her father, Dylan Campbell, he threatened me too with the same gun"Estee said, Dylan was expression less.
"I ll call the police to get him, Mr Styles sorry for doubting you"The nurse said dialing some number on the phone Im guessing the police. I smiled at Dylan.
"Hope you enjoyed your wedding night, you wont be getting some for a while"I said smiling at me evily, Well he deserved it.
"Fuck you , fuck the both of you"Dylan said but then one thought what was the point of attendin his wedding, Darcy getting shot and him not able to attend ours. At least let the police officially arrest him after our wedding. Let him and Ashley see how happy Estee and I are and will be .
"So when s the wedding Mr Styles?"One police officer asked . I smiled
"February 14 sir"I said and he nodded
"Mr Campbell you have two weeks before jail, but still you will be under supervision, you may go now"He said and now we could go back to stay with our little Darcy.
"Thank you Harry, please dont fight again"Estee said hugging me like she was the most vulnerable thing like Darcy . I rested my chin on her head rubbing her back,
"I just want my three girls to be safe, if anybody tries to hurt them I will haut them down and make suffer till they wont have any flesh"I told her and she smiled a lot.
"She'll wake up right?Right?"Estee asked me sadly looking at Darcy still bit moving, the thin line on the monitor was still not moving. Please baby wake up, daddy needs you, mommy needs, Darcy needs you. Please baby please.
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FanfictionEstella Campbell was a crazy directioner when she was a teenager, a crazy obcesed Harry's girl. When she married Dylan Campbell, they gave birth to a beautiful daughter named Darcy Anne Campbell, guess why she was named like that? What happens when...