You Make It Real (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) {EDITING}

Chapter 10

PIPER'S P.O.V. 

The second he wasn't in my rear view mirror, I let out uncontrollable soft sobs. What was happening to me? I knew that I was completely infatuated with him before I met him but this was too much. Riley reached over and lightly patted my thigh. 

"Pipe, it's really going to be alright." 

Her words weren't reassuring and I started crying harder. I felt selfish because I knew she was downhearted about leaving Liam but I had no control over my emotions anymore.

"Hey, there there, we're going to see them again soon! Liam said that they get a weekend off in two weeks. We'll figure it out!"

I choked back the water works so that I could speak. I needed to talk it out.

"I know. It's just so frustrating. I'm honestly crying because I'm angry. Angry at the situation. Why does this have to happen to me? I've been so lonely for so many months and then the guy who comes around to pick up the pieces just so happens to be a superstar? Tell me how that's fucking fair!"

"I'm sorry hun, I know how hard it's been on you ever since Matthew...well, you know... but, this is going to be good for you!"

The mention of his name made my stomach churn. My palms began to clam up and I felt my breathing quicken.

"Piper, dammit! I shouldn't have said his name. This is all my fault. Shit. Pull over."

I pulled the car over, my eyes glued open in terror. It wasn't her fault. It wasn't normal for someone to still be so traumatized over something. When the car came to a halt, Riley threw it into park, looking frantically for my purse. I couldn't move. My mind rushed through memories that were long gone. Memories that could never be relived, no matter how much I wanted them to be. I started taking constant sharp breaths, only going in, not releasing any. I couldn't help it. My heart was racing, faster than it had in a long time. My entire body began to shake and I closed my eyes, resting my head on my head rest, trying so hard to focus on breathing. It wasn't working this time. That made me panic even more. 

"PIPER! Open your mouth, I have two Xanax crushed up and orange juice. I'll give it to you, just open your mouth and lift up your tongue, please."

My lips quivered and I kept my eyes closed, doing as she says as quickly as I could. I knew it would help if I could get it into my system quick enough. I felt the bitter powder roll off of a piece of paper, hit the bottom of my jaw under my tongue and I winced at the taste. I closed my mouth before letting Riley chase it with juice. I try to swish it around in my mouth before swallowing any remnants to get the taste out as fast as possible. After about a minute, my breathing gradually began to slow along with my heart rate. I rubbed my palms along the seat of the car to wipe off the sweat. I finally open my eyes and see Riley staring at me with a face full of concern.

"Are you okay Piper? Whenever you're ready we can switch seats and I'll drive."

I nodded to her and after a few more seconds opened my door and got out of the car, walking over to the passenger side. She jumped out of her seat and ran to me, holding me in a comforting embrace for a little while. I let the tears pour down my face onto her shoulder. At least I wasn't completely alone. Fuck. Harry isn't going to want to be with me once I have a panic attack in his midst. It'll scare him away immediately. I just know it. That thought made me laugh a little bit at my stressful state as I pulled away, wiping my face with my hands to remove the majority of the wetness. Riley patted my shoulder and walked to the driver's seat and hopped in. I opened my door and sat down slowly, trying to get comfortable, still waiting for my heart rate to give me a rest. Once my breathing was back to normal, I let out a loud sigh.