I waited {L.S}

1.6

I woke up in my bed. I sat up, confused. I slowly looked around my room, my eyes landing on the digital clock that was on my dresser. 7:24pm was the time it read.

I wasn't allowed a clock. How did I get a clock?

Eventually my mind settled down, and I remembered all the events. I took a deep breath, running my fingers through my hair. I was seventeen. I couldn't have panic attacks like this any more. My mom was going to get sick of it soon. And I wanted her to love me. I have to do what she wants...

I was supposed to meet Harry. I never met Harry. Was she going to be mad?

I got up from my bed and walked to the door. I peaked my head around the corner and heard Fizzy talking with the twins in another room. I took a deep breath before walking into the room, drawing Fizzy's attention.

Where's mom? I signed before she said anything.

"She went to the store and she'll be back soon. Is everything okay?" Fizzy asked. She stood up from where she was playing with the twins, making them complain.

I nodded quickly and pointed back to the twins, then signed stay. She looked at Pheobe and Daisy and bent down to whisper something, making them both nod and get excited.

Fizzy nodded towards the hall so I followed her and the twins went back to playing. "What's wrong?" She asked.

I shook my head and signed fine before pointing at myself. I was fine.

Fizzy crossed her arms and tilted her head, waiting for me to say something else, so I took a deep breath. Freak out. Closet. Fell asleep.

Lottie nodded. "Yeah, Mom had a mini Freak out because you disappeared again, but Harry found you in the closet. What happened?"

I shrugged. I don't know. I finger spelled Harry then teach me sign language but... I shrugged again, looking down.

"Harry's really nice, Louis. We met him not long after everything, and our families got close. Why did he scare you?"

I never met him. The freak out was first.

Fizzy frowned and I looked down again. They thought I was past the random panic attacks. I thought I was too.

"I'm home!" Mom called. I looked behind us and without anything else being said, I went downstairs to the door. I paused for a second before letting out a long breath. I walked out to the car and grabbed a few of the bags and hurried back in.

I set them down in the entry way and kept repeating the process, scared to death to keep going outside, but I felt like it would make up for the freak out and they wouldn't be as mad as me. Once all the groceries were inside I closed the door and started carrying them to the kitchen. I set the first set of bags down and went to turn around, but my mom called my name.

"Come talk with me for a second." I chewed on my lip and walked over to her. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. I'm sorry, I signed quickly.

"Why, love?"

Not meeting Harry and scaring you. I let my hands drop to my sides when I was done signing. I instead balled my fists with the cuff of the hoodie in my hand.

Mom closed her eyes and shook her head slightly. "Its okay. You didn't do anything wrong."

I didn't-

"Louis, you didn't do anything wrong. You're allowed to still get overwhelmed. I understand, Harry did too, okay?" She put both of her hands on my shoulder. "I know you think you did something wrong, but I promise you haven't."