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ALWAYS

Chapter 6

"Hey Darcy, can you show me all of the pictures of you?" Sophia asked with the sweetest tone. Darcy nodded and reached out for her. I was hesitant to let her go but I did. I waited for Darcy to be completely settled in Sophia's arms before I removed my hand from her back. Sophia stepped away from me, bringing the curly headed girl toward the rest of the group. I moved forward to the photograph of Enola. She looked so amazingly beautiful with her hair tied up in a neat bun on top of her head, shirt pulled up to expose her very large, pregnant belly and sweat pants. The way her hands rested upon her stomach told how much she already loved the life growing inside of her. Her eyes were intense, showing love, an incredibly deep love but also a sadness. Why was she sad? Having a child was supposed to be the biggest happiness in a person's life. She should look happier. Was her husband not so happy about Darcy? Was he there for her the way he should've been? Did he hold her close and caress her stomach? Did he talk to Darcy while she was still inside Enola? Did he kiss her stomach tenderly as they laid in bed at night? Did he do what I would've if Darcy and Enola were mine?
"Harry?" Enola's voice was quiet and close. I didn't look at her. I couldn't. I knew if I looked into her eyes I would lose my composure. I had to keep my cool. "Harry, please look at me." Enola whispered. I turned my eyes to her. I focused on her nose, if I kept my eyes on her lips I'd be dying to kiss her again.
"What, Noli?" I spoke quietly and tried not to get an attitude. But how could she act like there was never anything between us? She was walking about like we were nearly strangers.
"What are you thinking?" Enola inquired touching my hair softly. My eyes closed a little at the feeling. I missed the feel of her fingers in my hair.
"You were a beautiful pregnant woman." I stated looking back at the photo. It was honest. I really thought she was. In the photos of her she was absolutely glowing and amazing. I don't think I'd ever seen her look more beautiful. She gently twined her fingers around one of my curls. "Was it...were there any problems? You had a healthy pregnancy?" I asked her quietly, my eyes focusing on her nose again.
She nodded, "I did. She was calm most of the time." Enola laughed, "I think she was saving all of her tenacity for when she came into the world." I nodded and smiled a little. Enola placed her hand on my shoulder then slid it down my back, "Harry, please look in my eyes." I inhaled deeply then gazed into her big blue eyes, the eyes that I fell so hard for. "I'm sorry. I should've asked Louis to tell you this was the theme. I didn't even think you were going to be here."
I shook my head, "I wasn't going to initially. Brynn and Sophia made me." Enola nodded sadly. I sighed. I hurt her feelings. "But I'm glad I did. I always told you you'd get into a big gallery." I smiled brushing my hand against hers gently. I tried to control myself feeling the intense electricity between us still. I felt her enter my system again. She was a drug I couldn't quit. All of my senses became overwhelmed with her. The feel of her fingers on my hand, the smell of her vanilla perfume, the sound of her breathing. My eyes clung to her body, admiring the way her dress hung off her, barely touching her flesh. The dress moved with her like a second skin even though it had a flow to it. Lavender was definitely a color she should always dress in. It made her eyes pop and her fair skin look so touchable. Even though I wanted it to be only me touching her.
"Harry." Enola nearly whispered.
"What?" I gazed into her eyes and tried to reach for her beautiful blonde waves of hair. She grabbed my wrist and returned my hand to my side.
"Don't do this. Please." She murmured, her voice broke like she was going to cry. I took a step back from her. I hadn't realized how close I had gotten to her. I was just millimeters away from her face. I could feel her breath on my skin. I ran my hand through my hair quickly and tried to shake all of the thoughts in my mind away. She was married with a child. I shouldn't be hoping to undress her and make her feel what we felt years ago.
"Sorry." I whispered stepping back once again. We were a good distance apart when Louis came to stand by Enola's side. He put his hand at the small of her back to comfort her. I grew angry again.
"Yo, E. Darcy is getting a little upset again. She's looking really hungry. Seeing as how this shindig is almost over, do you want to go with us to get a late supper?" Louis asked. Enola agreed happily. I groaned in my mind. I wanted to be close to her. I wanted to be near Darcy but I didn't want either in the company of the boys, Brynn and Sophia.


I somehow ended up driving after the restaurant. Everyone except Enola and I had drank way more than they should have. Louis sat beside me in the passenger seat. Enola and Darcy were sitting in the row behind us while Sophia, Liam, Niall and Brynn all crammed into the backseat. I glanced into the rear-view mirror to check on Darcy's sleeping body. I dropped my eyes to the road again and tried to focus on where Enola had told me to go. I was driving to a home not to far from where the rest of us were living. Liam, Niall, Louis and I all lived within a five block radius of each other. Enola's place was just outside of that.
"Turn here Harry." Enola murmured pointing to the left. I did as I was told. I turned left onto a smaller side street. "The fourth house on the left." Enola stated. I nodded and slowed the car. Once I came to a stop, I shifted the car into park. Enola sighed and started to gather Darcy's things.
"Would you like some help?" I asked her quietly.
"Um, sure." She seemed a bit nervous. I shut off the car and unbuckled myself slowly. As I got out of the car I made sure to take the keys because of all of the drunk people.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked Enola just above a whisper.
"Can you carry her? The car-seat is a little difficult to unhook." I nodded and waited for Enola to unstrap Darcy from her seat. I carefully lifted the toddler up. She stirred a little in her sleep. I shushed her as her eyes opened for a moment.
"Harry?" Darcy asked groggily.
"Ssshhh, baby go back to sleep." I murmured in her ear. She wrapped her arms around my neck and rested her head on my shoulder. I held onto her tightly as Enola quickly unhooked the car-seat. Once Enola, removed herself and all of her belongings from the car. I followed her up to the house, but not before warning the drunkards in the car, "I am bringing Enola and Darcy inside. Stay here. Don't mess with anything." They all nodded and returned to groaning about how sick they felt. I walked behind Enola carrying her daughter tight to my chest. I was worried to step into the house. I didn't know if her husband was home or not. Enola unlocked the front door quickly before stepping inside.
"Come on in Harry." She smiled warmly at me. I crossed the threshold cautiously. Enola set Darcy's car-seat and bag down next to the door. I rubbed the sleeping child's back gently when she whimpered.
"Where do you want me to..." I motioned to Darcy.
Enola smiled, "If you could lay her in bed?" I nodded and let Enola lead the way. I followed her up a flight of stairs then down a long hall. Enola pushed a plain white door open revealing a purple room with butterflies all over everything. I chuckled a little. "I don't know what it is with her and butterflies but she loves them." Enola giggled as well. I walked over to Darcy's bed and sat down. I pulled the purple butterfly duvet back then laid her tiny frame in the bed. I covered her with the blanket gently. She turned and looked up at me.
"Harry?" Darcy asked softly.
"What sweetie?" I replied in a whisper.
"Can you stay? I want you to stay." Darcy stated taking my fingers in her little hand.
I shook my head, "No, love, I can't. I have to take Uncle Louis and Uncle Niall home. They don't feel good." Darcy whimpered and held onto my hand tighter. "Go to sleep. I can come over and play with you and Uncle Louis a different day." Darcy nodded. I bent forward and kissed her forehead gently. She turned onto her side and curled into a ball. I removed my hand from hers then stood. Enola led me out of the room with a smile.
As we walked through the hall and back down the stairs, I looked at the photographs hanging on the walls. All of them were of Darcy, Enola, Enola's parents and her brothers. A few photos of Louis and Niall were hanging as well. I didn't notice any photos of Enola's husband though. It made me feel a bit happier that I didn't have to see his stupid face.
"Thanks, Harry." Enola smiled as we reached the door. I nodded slowly. "And thanks for coming to my opening. And being so good with Darcy."
"Well, she's amazing. She's so much like you." I stated with a chuckle.
Enola laughed, "I really don't think that she is. I don't know where she gets half of her little quirks."
I shook my head, "No. She's like you. Even her eyes are yours only green." Enola smiled a bit even though she was tense. I took a step toward her and placed my hand on the back of her head. I kissed her forehead gently, "Goodnight Noli." I murmured.
"Night Harry."



I walked into my house with the boys, Brynn and Sophia following me. They all collapsed in my living room. I sat on the arm rest of my sofa and looked at my foolish friends.
"Harry, can we just stay here tonight?" Sophia whined putting her hand on my thigh. I sighed heavily, "I don't care."
"What was going on with Enola and you, Harry? You both seemed so tense with eachother." Brynn inquired quietly.
"Harry and Enola were lovers. He was so madly and completely in love with her and she was just absolutely crazy about him." Liam explained bluntly, slurring his words a bit.
"What happened? Why aren't they together?" Brynn seemed really sad.
Niall sighed, "Enola was married when they met. She and Harry saw each other anyway but saying that you won't be jealous is a lot easier than actually not getting jealous."
"Oh Harry, I'm so sorry, honey." Brynn whimpered trying to grab my hand.
I shook my head, "I am going to bed. Don't break anything and don't get sick in my living room." I heard Louis murmur something to the rest of the group as I made my way to the stairs. I decided I was too drained to care what he was saying. I trudged up the staircase and down the hall. I came to my bedroom door happily. I pushed open the door carefully then stepped inside. As soon as I had my door shut and locked, I pressed my back against it and slid down until I hit the floor. I buried my face in my hands and I lost my cool. Everything I had been holding in all night, everything I had been trying to fight, spilled out of me. Tears flowed down my face endlessly. I knew that I needed to move away from the door so the guys wouldn't hear me but I couldn't get my legs to function.
Finally, I willed myself from my bedroom floor. I slowly began to undress myself. Leaving the clothes I had worn on the floor where they initially dropped, I climbed into my bed. I collapsed on my side, pulling the blankets over my shoulder. My mind was flooded with Enola. She was all I wanted. She was still my everything. I wished that I could've told Darcy that I would stay. I could've spoken to Enola in more detail about our relationship. I could tell Enola that I still loved her and wanted to be with her every second of every day of the rest of my life. Then there was Darcy, a beautiful little girl, full of life and laughter and innocence. She was the spitting image of her mother to me. Her bright eyes and dimpled smile made me feel something that was close to the intense love I felt for Enola, but it was different. When I looked at Enola, I saw passion, romance and unconditional, undying love. But when I looked at Darcy, I felt a need to protect her. I felt warm and relaxed. And in all of my emotions for Darcy, there was this air of...instinct to it. I was fascinated by the deep emotions inside myself for a child I had no involvement with. I wonder what Enola's husband would think if he knew?



I woke to my bed shifting. I grunted softly and pulled the blankets around myself tighter. I had been drifting in and out of sleep all night. I had been having dreams about Enola. I turned my head to see who had laid beside me. I furrowed my brow in anger.
"Get out, Louis. I don't want to talk to you right now." I muttered as I glared at the wall in front of me.
"Harry, come on. We need to talk about last night." Louis pleaded.
"You lied to me. All those times I asked, "what do you think she's doing right now?", you knew and you didn't tell me. I don't even want to be in the same room with you right now. Get out." I said laying everything out for him.
"Harry, I did it because Enola asked me to. She asked me not to tell you we were still in contact. When she found out she was pregnant she begged Niall and I not to say a word to anyone. We didn't do it to hurt you. Enola wanted to protect you from your own obsessive behavior." Louis sounded annoyed but understanding as well.
"But why? Did she think that I would be angry with her for having a child with her husband? Did she think that I would just start acting like an unhinged person if I knew that you guys were friends? News flash! I was unhinged the moment she walked out the door!" I snapped at him.
"A door you told her to walk out of Harry. She didn't go because she wanted to. She loved you. She still loves you."
"If she still loved me, she-" I stopped myself. I didn't want to talk about it. I've done enough talking about it. "You know what, if you won't leave, I will." I flung the blanket off my body and stood from the bed. I picked up my pants and pulled them on as fast as I could. I didn't care that they were from the night before.
Not caring who else was in the house, I walked out of my bedroom shirtless. As I walked down the stairs I heard laughter and talking in my living room. I sighed heavily, "Great. Everyone is still here." I entered my living room, feeling more than annoyed, "Can you guys please just..." My brain shut off seeing Enola and Darcy sitting on my sofa.
"HARRY!" Darcy shouted with joy, jumping off Enola's lap. She ran toward me with her arms outstretched. I picked her up gracefully. My bad mood almost completely erased knowing that this toddler was so happy to see me.

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Comments

@#104926
I’m so glad you do!

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5/23/19

@Kammy.
I do. Very much so. Lol. ❤️

@morrison_hotel

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Hell yes to a new story about Harry and Enola.