Loving Blindly [Harry Styles]

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Chapter 6

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I couldn’t believe I had a panic attack in front of Harry. A person I barely knew – and was interested in helping – saw me in my most vulnerable state. My tears were dry on my cheeks but my body was still shaking.

“Z- Zayn” I whispered. He hummed leaning down holding me close.

“C- call Zayn… he can help m- me” I said shaken, I took my phone from my pocket giving it to him “I have him on speed dial. 2”

He nods and calls Zayn without difficulty, the phone pressed to his ear.

“Hello?” … “no this is her friend” … “She had a panic attack, and she told me she needed you?” … “We’re at the apartment next to hers” … “will do”

He hung up and laid the phone on the bed as I clung on his torso.

“Sorry,” I apologized “Y- you had to see me like that” he shook his head, his curls falling on his face.

“It’s obvious you loved her so much” he said “no need to be sorry love”

“H- how did she die?” I asked, his face hardens, his jaw tightens.

“Err- sorry. Don’t answer if you don’t wanna”

“Look, I don’t wanna be rude, but I barely know you. How can I share my past to you? Most people think I need help, I don’t. I’m okay like this, wallowing myself with regret and looking at the past not moving forward. And I wish for it to stay like this. Just… can we not be friends right now?”

I sigh and a feeling of hurt and rejection ran through me. I knew it, he would reject me. Just like everybody else did. I sigh and retract myself immediately missing his warmth. My legs were still shaky, and Zayn barged in the door just in time to hold me.

“Shh… come” he whispered. I looked back at Harry and saw him staring blankly at the wall with the portrait of his family on his hand.

All too soon, we went past the lovely couple and were back at my apartment. He laid me gently on the bed and he removed my coat hanging it by the doorknob. He walked back to me, holding my petite hand in his boring his hazel eyes into my green ones.

“H- he had a sister,” I started “sh- she died. I saw the look in his face the- the complete and utter regret. And it triggered my sadness” I sobbed as he rubbed my knuckles with his fingers.

“I- I wish I could turn back time Zayn. I wish I could’ve warned my family first, I-” I sobbed “It’s all my fault they’re gone”

“Shh… hey! It wasn’t your fault Manda. It wasn’t your fault there was a fire-”

“BUT IT WAS!” I shout “if I didn’t throw that firecracker, they’d still be here” I sob and Zayn holds me to his chest.

“Shh…” he soothed “It’s okay Manda it’s okay… just think of Andy, she wouldn’t want you to mourn over her… she’d want you to live your life”

I sigh and he held me close till I fell asleep

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“Manda! I swear this is one of those times I wish I wasn’t blind… MANDA!” my sister demanded.

“What now?” I groan playfully and watch as she struggled to find a movie.

“I can’t find kung fu panda! I miss Po!” she groaned as she tried to read the Braille mounted on the spines of the DVD. I laugh lightly and take the kung fu panda movie handing it to her.