5 years too late [L.S]

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TW: mention of selfharm

Louis

I'm woken up by something shaking and sweating underneath me. Then comes the scream. It's a scream full of horror and sorrow.

Then it hits me. Harry.

I quickly sit up, pain shooting through my body. Forgot about that. But I don't let it stop me.

"Please... no.. why? WHY? Please... whyyy?"

He is stirring in bed, his hole body shaking and sweating. I try calming him down by holding his shoulders firmly to the bed, but he's to strong. I shake him instead.

"Harry, wake up, please Harry... it's just a dream. Harry wake up. Please" I continue shaking him.

Suddenly he shoots up to a sitting position, still shaking, breathing unevenly. I put my hand reassuringly on his shoulder.

"It was just a dream Harry, you are okey" well maybe he isn't okey " you will be okey Harry, it was just a dream"

He looks at me with eyes wide open, so much emotion beneath them. I haven't seen him show this amount of emotion in his eyes since I cheated on him.

His breathing is still uneven and fast. "Harry look at me" he doesn't "please look at me" I put my fingers under his chin and turn his head to me once more. "Now breath" he tries but fails. It just becomes worse and worse. Panic attack.

What the fuck do I do.

I kiss him. Not sexually, just a simple kiss. Sure it has some passion, our kisses always do, but there is no sexual intentions with this one. And it works. He holds his breath and when I remove my lips from his, he is breathing normally.

"H-how.. wh-what?" He asks with a shaky and dark voice

"Saw it in teen wolf, you know when Lydia stops stiles panic attack" I know he knows, we watched the show together.

He just nods.

He is still shaking, I can practically se his head spinning and thoughts occupying every part of his brain.

"Let's sleep Harry, yeah? Just lay down and try to sleep" He slowly listens to me and lays down flat on his back and looks up to his ceiling. His hand struggling to pull up the blanket. Why can't he stop shaking?

I put my arms around him, in an attempt to calm him down, and pull him towards me. After a minute he accepts and pulls himself even closer, putting his head on my chest and snuggling closer to me, with his arms around my waist. I run my hand through his hair, knowing he used to love it, and slowly I feel him calm down, stop shaking, and suddenly fall asleep. I don't sleep tho. I'm to worried he will have another nightmare. Not wanting to hear his heartbreaking screams.

I stay up and hold him. Tight. Not wanting to let him go.

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Harry

Instantly when I wake up I open my eyes, to see if last night was real. But when I do I'm met with a chest in front of me, I feel his arms around me and I don't dare to move mine that still rest on his hips. Fuck. It was real. We had sex. We fell asleep together. I woke up after another dream. He stopped my panic attack . He held me til I fell asleep. He still holds me. Fuck.

I slowly move, trying not to wake him up

"You awake" he asks, surprising me.

"Uhh yeah, you still here?"

"Of course"

"Did you sleep"

"I slept just fine, did you?" The bags underneath his eyes tells a different story, but I let it go