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⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE, PANICK ATTACK & BLOOD⚠️

Harry Styles

'Maybe.' I answered Louis with a soft voice. 'Harry give that key to me now.' Louis said intimidating. I didn't want to so I pushed him. 'You don't want to do this Harry.' He said. 'Oh I do, you can't keep me in a world I don't want to be in.' I said. 'Harry we can't lose you! Don't do this! Leah will not be able to say goodbye to you.' He screamed at me. 'I don't care Louis!' I yelled. A silence fell between us. After a few seconds I said: 'Just tell her I love her, okay?' 'You will tell yourself cause you're not committing suicide.' Louis said as he pushed a button.

The room was filled with doctors and nurses in no time. 'He wants to commit suicide help him please.' Louis said. The nurses walked up to me, I had no idea what they were going to do to me. I was scared. 'It will be okay Harry we will take you and help you.' A nurse said. It freaked me out. I moved backwards towards the window as the nurses slowly came closer to me. I opened the window. 'Harry what are you doing?!' Louis screamed at me. Before I could count to ten, I stood in the opening of the window.

'Harry!' I heard Louis screaming. I wanted to jump out when I suddenly heard a soft voice saying: 'Harry? What are you doing?'

It was Leah. My eyes filled with tears as I couldn't jump anymore. I looked at her, she was powerless, tired of what happened. The nurse touched me and pulled me back into the room. Another nurse closed the window. I saw Leah's eyes filling with tears, was she crying because of me?

The nurses touched my arms and pulled me away from my friends. 'We will make you better Harry, this depression won't hurt you anymore.' A nurse said as it scared the freak out of me. We walked towards the hallway. I saw a lot of people looking at me, they were wondering what was happening to me and why the nurses took me away.

My eyes were still filled with tears when we suddenly stopped walking. A nurse unlocked a door with a key. It was a small room with less stuff in it. 'This is going to be you're room till you feel better.' One of the nurses said. I walked inside as my stuff was already there. 'What are you going to do to me?' I asked. The nurses closed the door as it was now locked. I ran towards the door and yelled: 'What's happening? Help me! Help please!'

I felt claustrophobic, I never had this fear till now. This room was small and creeping me out, I had no idea what they were going to do me. I moved to my bed as I sat down. I looked at the wall, it were white walls. Everything here was white or made from wood. Nothing inside this room had special colors, it was a boring small place. The vibe in this room wasn't good at all, it felt like multiple people had killed themselfs in here. The worse thing was the fact I couldn't leave. This room was locked, I was locked. It felt like a jail, but worse.

I looked to my left at the window, the window without opening so I won't jump out of it. I felt weak. This room has no escape, even Elizabeth's games felt less worse.

I looked outside where I saw Liam, Niall & Zayn stepping out of a car. They walked inside the hospital, probably to see Leah after Louis told them what happened.

I wish I never felt broken....

It's the reason I was here now, in this cold small room with only one exit. Sadly that exit was closed. The walls seemed to come closer, I panicked.

My heart was racing, I started sweating and the worse thing was.... it felt like I was dying.

I had a panick attack.

I ran towards the table, there was standing a glass filled with water. My body felt weak, weaker as I've ever felt. I fell down on the ground.

I tried to come closer to the table were the glass with water was standing. I couldn't reach it.

I looked at my arms, they were bleeding. I had fallen on a sharp part of glass, which they probably had missed when they cleaned this room.

The bleeding got worse and so did my panick attack, it felt like I had only a few minutes left. 'Help!' I screamed. None heard it.

After I yelled, my vision got black.

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