Broken Lies

Chapter Six

Special chapter haha

Estelle's POV

Shaking and with tears streaming down my face, I stumbled into the office with Logan supporting me. With a nod at nurse Michelle, she led me back to a room with cots and helped me lay down on the floor instead of the beds. Don't ask me why, but we've learned from past experiences that the floor is better.

I instantly placed my hands over my stomach and began my special breathing. In through the nose, out through mouth. Push stomach out, push stomach in. Logan gazed down at me, concern evident in her features and she kneeled down and handed me my red inhaler, placing it in my hand herself due to my horrible shaking.

"You okay, Stelle?" She asked me as she gazed down at me with her eyes that appeared green today.

I took a deep breath in through my nose and nodded, my headache getting worse as I did so. "Yeah," I muttered hoarsely, earning a nod from Logan.

"Alright, I'm gonna go back to class, you sure you'll be okay?" She asked, in that worried and sympathetic tone that I hate but thoroughly understand, which makes me hate it more. I rolled my tear filled eyes at her and nodded.

She flipped me off playfully before standing up and waving, leaving the dim and clean room which reeked of antiseptics. Which did not help my headache, let me tell you.

Having vocal chord dysfunction really sucks, especially when exercise induced asthma is thrown in. Vocal chord dysfunction is when if you're a type "A" person, ie, you get stressed easily, you push yourself and blah blah blah, your vocal chords close instead of open when you're working out or are stressed.

Obviously, this is anyone's cup of tea.

This is my second episode in a week, so I guess you could say things are getting pretty bad again. But since I was diagnosed in 8th grade, I've somewhat adjusted. Sadly, there's no medication for it, you have to breathe your way through.

Ugh, this is like a self-thrown pity party. And I fucking hate pity parties.

The funny thing is, this isn't even the weirdest thing that has happened this week.

One of the weirdest things is Niall and Logan. Half the time he ignores her, or is a flat out dick to her, calling her names, insulting her, and insinuating things. Then the other half he's reserved, and she doesn't know it, but he will just stare at her with this mixed look of fascination and revulsion. He is seriously such a weirdo. If I didn't know better, and I do, I would almost say he likes her.

But Logan doesn't like him. Nor should she. He's an arrogant prick with a bad attitude and an Irish accent (the only good thing about him), and most importantly, she has Ashton. Her and Ashton are seriously perfect for each other. He adores her so much. And it's obvious she likes him back, but sometimes. . .

Sometimes I wonder. Because sometimes I see her watching Niall with almost the same look he gives her, and I see her doodle blue eyes occasionally on her notebooks, and I see her look up whenever he enters a room. She doesn't know I notice, but I do.

It comes with the whole "observant" thing. Who knew right?

But it's not just Niall that's a problem. It's the other two as well. Tess and Zayn are becoming closed, I can tell they're on the verge of becoming a couple. And since Zayn isn't only my friend, he's my cousin, I'm happy for him. And I'm happy for Tess. They're so cute together, and Zayn has shown me drawings he's done of her, or drawings he made for her. Tess is seriously lucky to have such a great guy like Zayn.

But a certain jackass is trying to ruin it. Louis Tomlinson. The little "sass master" totally has a thing for Tess, and keeps trying to get in her pants. She obviously knows how to avoid him, but he's just so. . . Persistent. It really makes me want to punch him in the face to protect my best friend and my cousin.