Give Me Love (One Direction FanFiction)

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A/N - hi, so I know I haven't updated in a while and now I am feeling like a very bad person. This chapter is dedicated to Kayleigh, not in the book, but a girl who commented! :-) thanks Kayleigh!

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Kayleigh's POV:

"Time for school Leigh," my mother shouts and opened the blinds.

I scream and jump up, hitting my knee on the side of the dresser.

"You ok?" Mom asks as she gives me my knee brace. My knee immediately felt better.

"I'm good," I sheepishly smile and grab my mothers hand, pulling myself up off of my floor.

Mom says, "Go get ready."

She leaves and then I started heading towards my closet. I know why Niall was like that yesterday. His eyes were blood shot red so he was high & drunk.

I put on a grey tank top, a pair of blue jean shorts with rips in it, and a pair of my navy blue vans. Then, I pull my black hair into a messy ponytail

"I'm leaving mom!" I yell.

She shouts back, "Bye-bye!"

I grab my side bag and then walk out the door.

*skip to first hour*

"Hi Leigh," that voice belongs to a familiar brunette boy I know.

"What's up Louis?" I ask.

He laughs, "The sky."

I chuckle, "Actually it's the ceiling, and then the sky. You're welcome."

He playfully slaps the back of my head and I punch his arm playfully.

"You got a good arm girl," he states in a serious tone.

"Thanks, my Da-" I say, but choke on air at the thought of my Dad.

"Leigh?" Louis asks as I start hyperventilating.

"I think I'm having a panic attack," I choke out.

He runs over to my side of the desk and picks me up and looks at me.

"Come here," he says and picks me up. I'm breathing heavily and my vision is breaking away slowly.

Once we reach an abandoned room, he sits me down.

"Leigh, look at me," Louis says. "Breathe."

I can't stop, but once I start to say something Louis puts his lips against mine. His soft yet warm lips gently press against mine. We move in motion until he pulls away. My eyes are still closed, not responding to what just happened.

"How'd you do that?" I ask as I hear nothing and my vision's back to normal.

"My sister said that when you kiss someone, you hold your breath. It stops from having a panic attack," he breaths.

I slowly scoot towards him and whisper, "Thank you so much."

He puts his arms around me and kisses my forehead.

"No problem love," he whispers back and stands up, dusting off his skinny jeans.

"Here," he pulls me up. I don't say anything else until we get to the end of the hallway.

I turn towards Louis, but he's not there. Curiosity gets the best of me and I start walking towards where I see orange drops at. Once the orange drops ended, I looked and saw Louis nailed to a chair.

"NO!" I scream and fall on my knees.

"Leigh?" I hear a voice.

I keep crying, "Leigh!"

My vision goes back to normal and I see Louis by the desk next to me. I'm hyperventilating.

"Breathe." He says. I take a big gulp of air and hold my breath.

Soon, my chest stops rising and falling fast.

"Are you okay?" He asks. I look around and find everyone staring at us.

I shake my head ' no ' and grab my bag. I run out of the room and start racing down the hallway.

"Leigh!" Louis calls.

"I need to get out of here," I shout and run out of the building. I pace in front of the building, biting my nails.

This is getting to my head.

But why was that not real?