Found (Harry Styles) #Wattys2017

Chapter 18

Songs:

Superstition: Stevie Wonder

Believe: Mumford & Sons

What Now: Rihanna

Ro's POV

I paced around the damn fountain for what seemed like hours, probably making my dizziness grow even more. The game had already started, I could hear the crowd roaring about and a part of me wished I had just gone instead of tormenting myself. All I could think about was leaving this place and going home. I know it sounded childish, but I wanted to be with my mommy. As much as she annoyed me, she always knew how to comfort me, I'd give her that.

After fighting with myself, I decided to just go. Even if my mom wasn't there, at least I'd be home and have some comfort out of that. I rushed towards my dorm room to pack a few things and grab my keys.

I was about to make it to my building when I bumped into someone. I had been so focused on getting to my room that I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying att-"

"It's alright, babe," I recognized, Liam's voice.

I looked up to make sure what my ears were hearing was actually there and not my overactive imagination. Sure enough, Liam stood in front of me along with, Louis, Niall, and Harry, who looked pissed. It wasn't his usual pissed though. This was something more.

I blinked a few times before I cleared my dry throat to speak. "Where were you guys?" I found myself eager to know.

"Out," Louis was all too quick to answer.

"No shit," I spit back, unable to hold my tongue, causing Niall to chuckle which actually made me feel better.

Liam seemed a little less impressed with my wittiness and just stood his ground, not cracking a single emotion. "We had an emergency," he offered a bit more of an explanation.

"Why aren't you at the game?" Harry sounded genuinely concerned, with a hint of being mad at me.

"Not in the mood," I shrugged.

"You don't feel well, do you?" Niall finally spoke, walking over to me. As if he felt, Harry's glare on him, he spoke. "Shove off, Harry."

He placed both of his hands on either side of my head and just like that, everything that was overtaking my senses was gone and I was no longer dizzy nor hearing the ringing in my ears.

"We need to talk," Liam suggested.

I watched, Louis staring at me intensely, his eyes narrowing as he gave a slight nod, making me do the same, thoughts of wanting to go home vanishing into the night. I mindlessly followed them as they lead the way to their dorm.

Louis and Liam headed the small crowd, Harry walking past, Niall and I, following closely behind them while we stayed slightly behind everyone else. Niall kept an arm around my shoulder the entire time, giving me reassuring squeezes every once in awhile.

As we all entered their room, I felt the dizziness return instantly and at a strength I had never ever felt before. I stumbled back a bit, my back connecting with the door as I gripped my chest, struggling to catch my breath. I gasped a few times before someone noticed what was happening. The four of them went around the room grabbing things that I couldn't make out between my fluttering eyes. Within seconds, all the dizziness vanished once more, my senses returning as fast as they left.

"Sorry," Louis chuckled. "Forget those were there," he waived pouches in his hand.

"What the hell?" I furrowed my brows, taking deep breaths before I pushed myself off the door.