Life in the middle-Harry Styles Fanfic AU COMPLETED

Chapter 15

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Harry has knocks lightly on the door a few times and has tried to coax me out of the bathroom, telling me he won't leave until he sees me physically. All the while he is talking in a calm gentle voice, his accent coming in thick and alluring.

I have no idea how long I've been in here. My anxiety attack subsided a while ago but I'm still scared that if I go out there it will return and I have a feeling Harry won't let me lock myself away again.

"Echo" he starts again, "you'll be ok, just come out please, I won't leave until I see you" he repeats for what seems like the hundredth time. I stand up from my sitting position on the floor and look at myself in the morrow. I start to wash the paint off my face and scrub the black charcoal from my hands.
I know now I don't have a choice as to stay in here longer, God knows how long I've been in here and this stubborn English man hasn't given up.

"Echo? What are you doing?" I can hear the worry in his voice now, I wonder what he is thinking, at that moment he decides to answer my question.
"Are you ok? You're not hurting yourself are Echo, please please let me in!" He says with a nervous energy evident in his voice. He taps on the door again this time harder then before. He stops as I unlock the door. I open the door and he literally falls into the bathroom floor with me under most of his tall body.
He pulls his body up and uses his elbow to hold him weight over me, but is still hovering over me.

We are only inches away from each other. He pulls his hair back with this hand and let's out a loud sigh. His eyes close and I quickly lip my lips out of habit. He opens his eyes again and this time looks hurt.

"Do you know how long you've been in there? He questions and places his free hand on my shoulder. I think of getting up but I can't, I'm exhausted. I shrug my shoulders at his question.
"5 hours Echo!" He sighs.
What? No.
"I'm sorry Harry, you didn't need to stay here, I mean you could have left" I answer rudely.
His eyes flash from hurt to upset, angry maybe?
"I wasn't going to leave you here alone while your locked in the bathroom, I wouldn't leave if was my sister and so why would I leave you. What if something happen to you?
Huh? Would you think I could deal with that? He ends his voice is thick when he's upset and his accent is clear.
Although he is talking to me and getting upset, he doesn't move from the position on the floor, and I'm too tired to move myself or move him off.
Those swirls in my stomach begin again.
"I'm sorry for putting you in this position, I should have explained that I suffer from Generalised Anxiety as well, I'm trying to control myself but sometime I just drown".
"Oh, ok, well I think I know this now" he takes his hand off my shoulder and I miss his touch, he slowly moves to the side and I stand up right.
I feel so tired, so drained.
I watch him get up and stand behind me as I splash some cold water on my face to wake myself up a little.
His eyes watch every small move I make and our eyes connect as we both look in the mirror. He breaks the trance I'm in.

I walk to the kitchen and feel horrible that poor Jinx hasn't had his dinner. As I'm feeding him I look up at the clock, and do a double take, 12:45am. What, no, how? I'm going to have to start taking the anxiety medication I was weened off last year because the attacks stopped. But have come back recently.
Harry comes back into the kitchen with shirt and jacket in and starts to button it up in front of me and I can't help but stare.

"Will you be ok? If I go? Or do you want me to stay? He asks lightly.
Too many questions. Do I want him to stay? Am I ok?
I'm tired and stressed but I don't want him to stay any longer then what he has, I think of his sister. Shit, fuck, what if she needed him tonight? Look what I've done? And with that thought my breathing increases again.
Just chill Echo, chill and breath. If I have another attack, I'd be suck in this kitchen with Harry. No, I can.
"No, that's ok, you should go" I finally answer.

He looks tired and I'm not sure how far he's staying but I hope he is ok to drive suddenly.
"Have you spoken to your sister tonight? I mean is she ok? Without you there?" Now whose the one with 20 questions?
He yawns and stretches as he answers yes.
"Are you going to be ok to drive home? I mean is it a long drive?" I ask pouring myself a glass of water, I gesture to him if he wants water and he nods and yawns again. Yeah, I can't let him drive home. I start to get more stress at the thought of him having an accident. I don't bother to wait for his answer on how far he's staying. I walk towards the linen cupboard and pull out an extra Pillow and throw rug, then walk down the hall to the spare room.

I love this room and how I set it up, it's got a tropical feel to it, the walls are the colours of a sunset. And the manchester is in light blues and greens and several fragrant coconut candles are randomly placed around the room.
His eyes, I think about again when I place the green pillow on the bed with the extra throw.
I feel him close behind him, if I was to turn, I believe I'll be an inch from his chest. His perfectly sculptured tattooed chest.
"Well this is were you can sleep, there's an alarm clock if you need it..." I don't know what else to say, so I take a few steps foreword, so when I turn, there is more distance between us.
He moves away from the door and I quickly walk out mumbling Goodnight to him.