Breathless || Taron Egerton [✔️]

I Need Help

(A very short chapter! I'm so sorry this has been delayed for so long! Thank you for 415+ views! I really appreciate it! Again, sorry I haven't updated in a while.)

You could hardly eat. You dreaded getting up and going to the store, gas station, work, etc. Taron came by one day with some food in a plastic bag. He was starting to worry about you. All you had done was sit on the couch and stare at the walls; a faraway look in your eyes.

"Baby, I know you're sad, but you're going to have to eat." Taron says, standing over you.

You just grunt and shift a little closer to the back of the couch. A massive headache makes you grimace and you grab your stomach, starvation a little closer than it was yesterday.

"Eat this, Y/N." Taron says, handing you the bag. 

Somehow finding the strength to open - probably in desperation - you find a white styrofoam box. Warm steam rises up as you open the lid. Spaghetti sits in the tray, and you stare at it with hunger in your eyes. The hunger outweighs depression and you rip open a small plastic packet with a plastic fork in it. You dig in, the sauce covering the bottom-half of your face.

Taron heads into your kitchen to get you a napkin and you use it. 

"Thanks." you mumble through a mouthful of pasta.

After you finish, you try to stand up. Finding yourself wobbling and in need of support, you sit back down again and put your head in your hands. Your head is swaying and pounding like a drum; boom, boom, boom. 

You look up at Taron, "I need help." 

He puts your head on his shoulder and you sob into it.