"Lovely"

Part Eighteen (Louis)

Part Eighteen (Louis)

Though he doesn’t say anything, I can tell that Liam is probably planning something devious. God, he’s probably going to run me over again. Mind you, he took the train in, so I can’t imagine him already acquiring a vehicle. Still though, his presence does nothing for my nerves. It’s not even ten a.m. and I can already feel my chest tightening. My foot starts to bounce against the laminate, and my index finger involuntarily finds its way into my mouth, my teeth chewing off the nails.

It was a nasty habit, and my nails were already nubs as it was. But I couldn’t help it. I’d been doing it since Mum died. It…it calmed me.

However, today, it seemed no matter how much I chewed at my nails, the anxiety wouldn’t stop. My throat was tight, and my hands were sweating. Suddenly I felt the oxygen disappear from the room, my lungs stretch and strain themselves, trying to grasp onto any air that they can find, but to no avail.

I feel my fingers go numb and I know it’s coming. Soon the room’s going to get stuffy and the tremors and stammering and the dizziness and it’s here it’s here I can’t breathe I can’t breathe my head’s like a balloon and my feet are like rocks they won’t stop shaking and I can’t seem to get my hands still they’re shaking and shaking and my eyes are filling up no no I’m going to cry and Liam’s going to see and laugh and hit me with his car I’m going to die I can’t breathe I can’t breathe he’s going to kill me he’s going to he’s going to I can’t get away from him he’s so close but I can’t get away this seat won’t move but I need to go I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe the breaths are getting shorter and harder but I need to leave I need to get away from Liam what if he follows me and kills me and kills Harry and Harry where is Harry I need Harry I need to go I need to go I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe-

When I wake up I’m on the bathroom floor.

“Lou?” a familiar voice coos, running a hand through my hair. “Lou? Can you hear me?”

I can hear the voice, but I can’t bring myself to acknowledge the voice. I can’t put a face to it.  I try to glance around the room, trying to figure out what this is, what’s going on, but my eyes won’t open.

 “Li-Liam…” I stammer under my breath. “Liam. Liam.”

It’s Liam behind me, I know it. Who else could it be?

Why is he here? He’s going to hurt me he’s going to take his car and hit me with it I need to leave I need to get away from him-

I scramble back, placing as much distance between myself and Liam as possible. I know he’s laughing at me, but I can’t bring myself to look him in the eye. I just know I’ll start crying. It’ll just make him laugh at me more. God, I’m so pathetic.

“Louis! Stop!” The voice calls, grabbing onto my wrist and guiding me back to the floor. “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“Lia-“ I begin, but the voice cuts me off.

“Lou. He’s not here.” The voice reassures, “It’s just me. You’re safe. Just breathe, Louis.”

I open my eyes and see that it’s not Liam at all.

It’s Harry.

I grin up at him, feeling all my muscles relax into Harry.

“Hello, love.” He greets, returning my smile.

“Oh, I had hoped it was you.” I sigh, lifting my head up and placing it in Harry’s lap. “Harry…Harry, where were you earlier?”

He sighs, resting one of his large hands in my hair.