× chapter four ×
larents looking fine in the picture above wow
this a vv emotional chapter btw prepare some tissues.
tbh i recommend listening to Over Again, Moments, or More Than This while reading. listen at your own risk i am not responsible for overwhelming feels. enjoy the update babes ❤
Harry froze. He could feel his breathing getting more rapid.
No, not again, Harry thought.
"You're what?" Asked Liam.
Louis smiled. "Eleanor and I are getting married."
The boys didn't know who to look at. Louis or Harry.
Harry felt his hands start to shake, his eyes started to water. He couldn't breathe.
Liam took notice in this. "Haz?" He said, placing his hand on his knee.
Harry bolt up from his seat and ran out the door. He still couldn't breathe. The tears streamed down his face freely now.
He clutched his fists and hugged himself as he leaned against the wall. He wanted to leave, go home. But he couldn't will himself to move. It was like he was stuck.
His vison was blurred, the whole room seemed to be spinning, his breathing was rapid. He was having a panic attack.
He used to have them all the time a few years back. He hadn't had one in such a long time, he was scared.
He felt himself falling to the floor. He wrapped his arms around himself and repeated the same word again and again. "No."
Harry didn't even hear anyone coming towards him. He kept his eyes closed as the boys came to his side. As soon as they laid a hand on him, he screamed. They had all seen Harry like this before but never this bad.
"Fuck off!! Let go of me you dipshit!"
Louis was being held back by Richard and a few other men.
"Louis, you know I can't do that. It isn't right." Said Richard.
"Screw what's right or wrong! Fucking look at him!" He yelled, practically screamed.
The boys were trying to do everything to calm him down, but Harry just kept pushing him away. Back when his panic attacks were frequent, Louis always knew how to calm him. No one else but Louis.
Louis let out a chocked sob. "Please, he doesn't remember anything when he has these remember? He forgets right after. He wouldn't know it was me." He felt himself tear up just looking at him.
He stopped fighting and turned to look at Richard. "He needs me." He begged. "Please." His voice cracked. His blue eyes looked like a crystal ocean with his tears coating them.
Richard sighed. "Go." He sighed. The men let him go and he ran to Harry's side, pushing the boys out of the way.
He hesitated before placing his hand on Harry's cheek. He stroked his cheek softly and moved his hand to tangle it in his long, curly locks.
