Lost In Your Own Mind ~L.S~

8

Louis

We ran. We didn't even look at each other- or say a word.. We just.. ran 

He shouted at us, calling us back, and I think he even ran after us for a bit.. but eventually, we lost him

"Wow, Styles" I panted, "You're fast. You kept up" I complimented him

I looked at him and found him collapsing against a tree, holding his chest, and panting harder than I was

"Harry? Woah, hey, what's-" I crouched next to him. He pointed to his back

I grabbed it quickly and he tried unzipping the smaller pouch but couldn't..

I took it away and started to unzip it myself..

Bandages, a little thing of spray, a small box, and an inhaler was inside.

I got the inhaler and gave it to him. He took three quick breaths from it then took his bag back.

"That's like.. uh.. you're emergency kit, huh?" I asked quietly

"yea. For asthma and.." he cleared his throat

I nodded, knowing what he meant..

"Wait, so what's in the box?"

His cheeks turned a little red before he spoke.. "Ointment. Healing stuff." 

He's lying.

His cheeks and ears turn red when he lies. 

I looked around the small bit of back-woods we ended up in..

"Where are we?" I asked 

"About a block from my house." he coughed a couple times then tried to stand but leaned back into the tree

"Are you okay?" I asked and grabbed his upper arm

woah he's skinny

"When.. when was the last time you ate? Jesus, Harry- Harry? Hey!" 

He passed out and fell forwards into me

He's starving

After carrying him for a little while he woke up enough to tell me what house was his. We were still about 8 minutes away. He stumbled next to me and I kept an arm around him. I had both of our bags on my other shoulder and him and I was cold and tired.. 

But what mattered was getting him home, fed, and watered.

"Is your nan home?" I asked as we got closer to his adress

"No. Bingo day. Won't be until late" he muttered almost breathlessly

"Do you need your inhaler again? We can-"

"no. M'okay"

I nodded and kept us walking..

and finally, we reached his house and went through the side door since the front is locked. I set him down in the kitchen and looked around the small house.

Cute. Definitely an old grandma house- but I love it.

"Okay, so, water first" I mumbled as I  walked over and started opening cabinets

Finally, I got a cup and filled it with ice water. I gave it to him and he sipped on it

"And.. food. Anything microwaveable?" I asked myself when I opened the fridge

"Sandwich stuff. Good. Or.. yep, sandwiches it is" I grabbed meat and cheese then turned around to find the bread on the counter

"I only want a half" he told me from his seat 

"You'll eat a full one and some chips." I told him without glancing back

"That's bullshit"

"Watch your mouth" I frowned and looked back at him

"Are you churchy?" he asked quietly, like he was scared that he offended me

"No, but don't cuss for no reason. There's better words instead of that."