Rehab (One Direction)

Chapter 4

Yay! Finally I get to post a new chapter! :) I hope you all like this! 

Song: One More Night by Maroon 5

~Carly <3

 

Melanie’s POV

As soon as the guards had locked Harry in his room, I followed them down the hall.

“What was going on with the patient?” I asked.

“He’s going through the early stages of withdraw,” one explained.

“Is there anything we can do?” I asked worriedly.

“Not really,” the other said. “It will take about 4 days for the drugs to work their way out of his system. It’s going to be very tough.”

“I’m going to go check on him,” I said.

“I wouldn’t advise it Miss,” the first one said. “He could be extremely dangerous.”

“I’ll be careful boys,” I smiled. “I’ve dealt with worse.”

My sock covered feet moved soundlessly as I approached Harry’s door. I pulled my robe tighter around me before unlocking the door and stepping inside.

“Harry?” I whispered cautiously.

I merely got a groan in response. I got next to his bed and knelt beside him before gasping.

I’ve seen withdraw before, but never like this.

His head was covered in a thick sheen of sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was curled into the fetal position.

“Please help me,” he whined.

I brushed a few damp curls out of his eyes. “I’m so sorry Harry. I know you’re going through hell.”

Before I could comfort him more, Harry’s hand clamped down on my arm roughly.

“I need something; anything! I’m dying!” he locked eyes with me, his green orbs pleading.

“I know it’s horrible now, but it will be worth it later Harry,” I said nervously.

I tore his hand off my arm before starting towards the door. Before I could pull it open, I felt hands spin me around and slam me into the door. I gasped as the wind was knocked out of me.

“You need to help me,” Harry demanded, his eyes shining with unshed tears.

My heart clenched at the pain obvious in his eyes.

“I’m sorry Harry, I can’t,” I insisted.

Harry’s face contorted into one of pain before he burst into tears.

I felt my heart break as he sank to the ground, loud sobs tearing from his chest.

“Hey,” I said gently while helping him up and leading him to the bed. “Everything’s going to be okay.”

I pushed him under the sheets before tucking him in and sitting next to him. My hands absentmindedly raked through his curls, pulling at them soothingly. After a few minutes I heard his sobs die down and his breaths even out until he was asleep.

I backed out of his room carefully, trying not to wake him.

“How did it go?” I voice said from behind me.

I jumped as I turned to see Liam waiting in the hall.

“You scared me!” I whispered-yelled.

“And?” he encouraged.

“He’s having a hard time,” I said sadly.

“I’ll go check on him later,” said Liam. “It’s not safe for you right now.”

I huffed in annoyance. “People need to understand that I can handle myself.”

“Hey,” Liam warned while wrapping an arm around me. “I know you can.”

“MELANIE!” a familiar voice yelled.

I turned around to see Louis sprinting down the hallway.

“What’s wrong Louis?” I asked worriedly.

“ZAYN’S OUT OF CONTROL!” 

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