I walk back up to my floor and there is still an aftermath of chaos around the lobby. I push through the people and panicked voices until I reach the closed door of my room. I wonder if Niall is back yet? I stand outside of my room staring at my door for a few minutes. I don't know why, but I just don't feel safe. What if someone is in my room? Or what if Niall isn't back and my room is still empty? I wouldn't feel as nervous if Niall was sitting inside there on my bed with the food he went to go pick up, but for some reason I can already feel the emptiness behind the door. I slowly put my hand around the cold doorknob and close my eyes as I open the door and my heart begins to beat faster and faster. As soon as I open the door wide enough, I open my eyes and find the room to still be empty. I step inside and close the door again. This room is so depressing, so sad, so melancholy, I slide against the back of the door and on to the floor and begin to cry. The crying gets worse and the emptiness is so much that it consumes me and I begin to panic. Everything in the room is amplified ten times more and it seems as if every piece of furniture is screaming at me. Everything begins to go blurry and my head feels like a thousand bricks are crushing it. I'm so scared and I can't breath. I don't know what's happening to me, which makes me even more terrified. I sit in the screaming silence for what seems like hours and hours. I feel what I think is the door push me little by little. I haven't calmed down much and everything is still spinning around me. "Jess!" I hear a voice scream, which might have not even been that loud, but in my mind, it was louder than a scream. I feel hands wrap around my face and I refuse to open my eyes because I'm afraid everything I look at will still be spinning and blurry, but I force myself to. I pull my eyes open as much as I can and see someone with brown and a strong figure towering over me. I can't make out who it is, but they pick me up and carry me to my bed, making everything go dizzy again for a few seconds. I try to speak and ask who it is, but I'm just so scared to talk. I feel their hands rubbing on my arms and back, which begins to calm me down. "It's okay, Jess, it's okay." I hear as I begin to realize who it is.
***Liam's POV***
I flip through the channels and find one of the news channels here in New York. I swear, there's like twelve hundred of those channels. "This just in, a young man coming into St. Ivan's hospital armed with a pistol..." That's the hospital that Jess is in.. Oh my god, I hope she's okay. I continue to watch the news on what's going on there and prepare myself for the worst. I haven't talked to Jess, Harry, Niall, or Louis in a while. I wonder how they're all doing. I just hope Jess is still okay and when she's going to be let out. The story finishes with him being arrested and confirmed as Louis Tomlinson. I start to freak out and wonder why Louis was about to shoot up the place anyways. I quickly shut the tele off and grab my keys. On my way to the hospital, I see cops leaving the highway, they must have just come from there. I pull into the hospital and basically run up to the entrance. People are scattered everywhere around the hospital lobby, but luckily I find my way to the elevator and take myself up to Jess' floor. I really hope she wasn't caught somewhere else when Louis was in here causing complete chaos. The elevator dings and I get hop out of it just to find more people discussing the situation that just occurred. I push my way past the crowd straight to Jess' room and hope she's in there. The door is closed, so I immediately go to open it, but something seems to be blocking it. What could be blocking her door? And why? I continue to push the door open to see if I can fit myself in. Luckily, whatever it is is light enough to where I can move it.
"Jess!" I say as I see her on the floor behind the door curled up into the fetal position. What happened? She feels so hot. Is she having a panic attack? I can't tell, but that's what it looks like. I quickly pick her up and put her on the bed. I softly rub her arms and back and try to calm her down while telling her that it'll be okay. It seems to be working because she tries to open her eyes and say something, but I can't make out what she's trying to tell me. It just sounds like mumbled whispers. I continue to try and soothe her until she finally calms down, but she immediately falls asleep, which I guess is what she needed. She looks peaceful and safe now which is all that matters right now. "It's gonna be okay, Jess." I tell her once again and wait till she comes back into consciousness.
