chapter 32.

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Who says truth is beauty after all?
And who says love should break us when we fall?

But if we're strong enough
To let it in
We're strong enough
To let it go
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Harry Styles

I could see the fear in her eyes and the way she was desperately trying to disguise her trembling hands. Birdy isn't okay right now, I don't like it when birdys not okay.

But it was her who nodded her head when asked if she was going to reveal this 'secret' these morons are holding against her so perhaps she'll feel better once it's out, once they no longer have something to hold over her directly. That's exactly why I told the boys to leave, I don't know what this is about but it's clearly a struggle for her to speak about it so it would be absolutely torture doing it infront of an unnecessary audience.

I reached for her hand in the hopes she'd maybe calm down slightly but she didn't. No matter how tightly I gripped her hand it still layed engulfed in mines shaking whilst her chest began to rise and fall quicker. I decided to wrap both my hands round her small one, praying to god she doesn't think this is all for show because I don't just do this for random people. I care about her.

I've had my fair share of panic attacks too and based on those experiences, it looks a lot like she's having one right now. I don't know what the fuck Owen has over this poor girl but it's leaving her absolutely distraught and I'm gonna fucking kill him if it's something pathetic.

Birdy doesn't deserve to feel like this.

This happy mask she wears is starting to fade yet to the normal person you'd just think she looks a little stressed. I know better though, I know she's struggling.

I'm just praying this isn't something majorly detrimental - it can't be more detrimental than the secrets I'm keeping from her I guess. I have to be fair.

"Remember when we broke up..." Harlow's eyes have started to fill with water and now even I'm feeling anxious. "You went a little off the rails didn't you?" Owen chuckles, followed by an evil laugh from Daniel which fuelled the fury deep within me.

Bold of him to be laughing right now, I'll happily give him another few cuts and bruises on the other side of his face if he doesn't wind his neck in, same with Owen. If he wants to be so far up Daniels's ass then I'll give him matching injuries so they can be twins.

I don't like how patronising that sounded, he's stood in silence for the past ten minutes and when he's given the chance to be bigger than someone he's all power hungry.

He must be like five foot five, I don't know what the fuck she was doing with him and where the fuck this bravery has come from.

So birdy went off the rails after her break up...I'm not judging, apparently love makes you do wild, wild things.

It's just how 'off the rails' she actually went that's concerning me, especially if just the mention of it has her tearing up and having a very discreet panic attack.

"Tell him the main reason we don't believe that this is an act." Daniel adds, smirking to himself as he watches this unfold like some Broadway show. Poor Owen doesn't realise he's Just Daniel's puppet,once this is over Owen will face into the background again.

Birdy is not doing good right now.

I gave her hand another squeeze, for my reassurance or hers I don't know. It seems like we both needed it, I'm just good at dealing with shit like this when it comes to Daniel but I'm sure she'll grow used to it, unfortunately.

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