i n s c a p e. // one direction //

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S e v e n.

Dannie's POV -

There was a certain calmness that my body was feeling. Everything was relaxed. I was in peace, which was something I hadn't felt in so long. My mind wasn't overwhelmed with thoughts, and I couldn't have felt any better. There was an obnoxious, incoherent echo racking through my brain and an annoying pain in the pit of stomach, but it was alright. Nothing could've ruined this moment. That was until the echo started forming into words. I could've sworn I had heard that voice before, but my thoughts wouldn't form. I couldn't really see anything either; everything was a blur.

I rubbed my eyes a few times and as soon I did, a horrible pain shot through my body. I wasn't calm anymore.

I started furiously rubbing at my eyes and the more I did, the more I started gaining back my senses. I started regaining my eyesight and five faces came into view, one of them holding my head in his hands. I was able to hear again and eventually I could feel the pain. A searing pain shot through my body and I fought back the tears. This was bad. This was very bad.

There was a sigh above me and the boy holding my head gazed down at me in panic. He might've said something too but by this point I was in too much agony to really hear or understand him. I wrapped my arms around my waist and tried to sit up, only to crash back down because of the pain. Something was wrong. I couldn't remember what had happened. I remembered those five faces, I remembered their names, I remembered them saving me, but I had no idea as to what happened. All I knew was that I was in pain.

Loud sirens blared and I wiped away the tears enough so that I could see what was happening. Two large men rolled something over- a stretcher?- and gently lifted me up. The pain shot up my legs and I let out a groan. Within seconds I had been set down on the stretcher and they were rolling me to the ambulance. One of the boys, Louis, hopped into the ambulance with us and suddenly we were off. He held onto my hand and all I could do was stare at him, trying to push the pain away.

I noticed the worry lines that were painted across his forehead and the frown his mouth held. It aged him, looking like this. All of it was my fault. The memory came flashing back to me and I suddenly understood why he looked like this. I had tried to kill myself and apparently failed. I should've known this wouldn't work. Just like Phil had said, nothing was ever this easy.

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Louis's POV-

I watched helplessly as she squirmed around underneath me, her eyes never leaving mine. When we had picked her up from the alleyway only hours ago, I never expected her to immediately turn to suicide the way she did. Sure, I knew something terrible must've happened to her, but I never knew it would make her want to kill herself. Something horrible had to have happened to her, and I was determined to find out what.

The boys were riding in the hummer behind us, Zayn driving again. He was keeping up with the ambulance, which meant he'd be lucky if he didn't get pulled over. I didn't understand what happened to Dannie. She was fine- as fine as she could be at the moment- when she came out of the bathroom. It wasn't until the boys started crowding her that she started completely freaking out. She was claustrophobic, which I suppose wasn't that big of a surprise.

If I had known that she was going to try to kill herself, I wouldn't have left her alone in that room. I was only gone for a mere two minutes, but apparently that was all it had taken.

The fact that I didn't know what was wrong was bothering me so much. I felt like I had to know why she did this. I would end up tormenting myself until I figured it out. I knew for a fact that Dannie wouldn't tell me. She wouldn't tell anyone; this was her secret. She was scared of what we'd think.