Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Lillow's POV

Willow's POV

Zayn started screaming at the top of his lungs for all of us to come out. Luna was on the floor unconscious and tears were streaming down Zayn's face. Harry called 911 and the ambulance shortly arrived and took Luna away.

Zayn rushed out to his car and Louis, Niall and Harry joined him, while Liam and I rode in his car. I couldn't stop stressing out on the way there.

"Liam, I feel like this is partially my fault." I said.

"Willow, why would you even think that? Do not blame this on yourself!" Liam replied.

"I'm her friend and I knew something was wrong and I didn't do anything about it!" I started to tear up.

"Listen, we've been trying so hard for years to tell her to eat and even that didn't make a difference. It is nobody's fault, especially not yours. Do you understand me?" Liam had a stern tone.

"Yes, I do." I replied sheepishly.

"I don't think Luna would want you to blame yourself either." He said.

~

We were in the waiting room of the hospital and Zayn was a nervous wreck. He paced back and forth while running his hands through his hair. When he sat down, his leg would shake and he'd get up just a few seconds later and that cycle would repeat itself. It was no use trying to calm him down. We were all just as stressed and he just got pissed off when we did.

I know we all had the same questions buzzing in our heads. Will she be ok? Will she live? Is there any permanent damage? I guess we won't know until the doctor comes out and tells us. I wish Luna would have just eaten when she should have.

The truth is, we couldn't blame her or get mad at her. She was under a lot of stress from losing her mom. According to what Harry and Liam have told me, it's something she had been going through even long before her mom died. I wish there was a way I could help her but she always refuses it. No matter how hard we try, she will not accept our help.

"Do you need anything? Water or something?" Liam asked me.

"Could you get me some water, please?" I responded.

"Of course, baby." We gave each other a quick kiss and Liam left to find water.

~

Liam's POV

I walked down an empty hallway trying to find a vending machine. I suddenly had the feeling I wasn't alone. I'm just overreacting and it's all in my head, I thought. I brushed it off and kept searching for a machine with water. Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me but they stopped after a couple seconds.

Scared, I turned around to see some sketchy looking guy. He looked really pissed off. I don't know why. I had never seen him in my life so what could I have possibly done to him?

He approached me a little too close than I was comfortable with. "So you're that guy she's with?"

What the hell is he talking about?! "I'm sorry, I'm not sure what you mean." I replied.

Rage filled his eyes and he pinned me against the wall. "You're the guy who stole Willow from me!"

"What?! Were you guys like-" That's when it hit me. This was Brian. Willow's stalker.

"Listen man, I don't want any trouble," I began. "So I suggest you stay the hell away from Willow. She will never be yours. I won't let you do anything to her."

That just made him more angry. He put his hands around my throat, choking me and I struggled to gasp for air.

"No, you listen to me! Willow will be mine. She already is mine! You're just a roadblock but I can sure as hell take care of you easily. I guarantee you, I will get to her and I don't give a fuck what it takes. If you try anything to stop me, don't say I didn't warn you." He released his hands from my throat, gave me one last death glare and walked out of the building.

I couldn't believe what had just happened. I was going to protect Willow, no matter what. He wasn't going to get anywhere near her. I wasn't going to turn my back for one second. As long as I was still here, she wouldn't be in any danger.

I walked a little further down the hall and finally found a vending machine with water. I got the water and started making my way back to the waiting room. My phone dinged and I got a text from Willow.

W: Hey, we're in Luna's room. Come in when you get back.

L: Ok, I'm on my way.

~

I walked into Luna's room and handed Willow her water bottle. "You took a while, Liam. You get lost or something?" Willow joked.

"Nope, just had some trouble finding a vending machine, that's all." I said nervously. I didn't need to bring up what just happened. Everyone was stressed enough about Luna and I didn't want to take that attention away from her. This was about Luna right now, not me. She's the one who was dealing with health issues. I, on the other hand, would be fine.

"Hey man, are you ok?" Harry asked. "You're kind of shaking and you look like you just went through something traumatizing."

"No, Harry I'm fine." I lied. "I'm just really concerned for Luna, like everybody else is." I could tell Harry didn't believe me but he didn't say anything else.

Before anybody could ask me any further questions, the doctor walked in.

"How is Luna? Will she be ok?" Zayn asked eagerly.