Lost In Time

(The Next Morning)

*Harry*

I walked down the stairs of Quinny's house- which apparently she bought with the money she got from modeling. I never imagined her as a model.

"Quinny?" I called.

"Kitchen!" She said back.

I heard the soft sound of Darcy's laughter.

"Mommie!" Darcy laughed, "You burned my pancake!"

"I don't think we're very good cooking partners" Quinny chuckled.

I walked around the corner and saw Quiny and Darcy- making pancakes. Darcy dropped her spatula and squealed as she ran over to me. I opened my arms and bent down, wrapping her in a hug.

"Hi daddy!" She smiled.

"H-hi." I wasn't used to being called 'daddy'.

I looked up at Quinny who was smiling with tears in her eyes. I stood up and opened my arms for her- but her eyes widened as her body went pale. Tears started running down her cheeks and they weren't tears of joy.

"Quinny! Baby what's wrong?" I rushed

She let out a son and then brought her shaky hand up and grabbed my wrist. Before I could reject- she rolled up my sleeve.

*Quinny*

Harry opened his arms for me and I was about to hug him but I saw something that was in my nightmares. Harry was cuts on his arm- going vertical, horizontal, and diagonal. I felt as if I lost all control to my body. Tears raced down my cheeks.

"Quinny! Baby what's wrong?" Harry asked.

I choked out a sob and then grabbed his wrist- lifting up the rest of his sleeve. Louis and Niall came running into the kitchen to see me as I stared blankly at Harry's arm. I felt my head spin and Niall caught me before I hit the floor.

*Niall*

"Shit!" I shouted as I raced to catch Quinny.

"What happened?!" Louis asked.

"Sh-she saw my wr-wrist.." Harry whispered.

Darcy was now crying in Harry's arms.

"C'mon, Louis help me get Quinny upstairs to her bedroom."

Notes

Short an crappy ik but I suck at writing soo yeah.

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