Anatomy Of Hatred

Falling

*Niall*

It was 9 o'clock when I lied on my bed kind of exhausted from the hospital work and shifting.

I had set everything in just one day. I was too good and fast at organizing stuff.

I was thinking about yesterday and today at the hospital. Jess had me some type of way, I don't know what it is. I never got into a serious relationship because I wanted to date the one and only. But this girl with her caramel skin, peachy lips, brown eyes and breathtaking beauty has me all.

"Hey, I hope you don't mind if I arrange my things now, I am a 100% night person", I heard an appealing voice.

I turned around to find Leah in her grey shorts and a navy blue tank top with her hair tied into a messy bun.

"Yeah, I don't mind in fact I can help," I say getting up from my bed, I was somehow back on full battery now.

"Thanks for the help but what about you?"

"I finished mine, I promise if you let me help we can finish this as fast as possible", I said assuring her.

"Okay, well I am halfway through and I don't have much stuff so it shouldn't take a lot of time."

"Let's get started with the clothes, can we?" I told her pointing to the box labelled clothes with a thick black marker.

*Mia*

I sat on the floor while unpacking all my boxes and placing the articles where they needed to be.

I was good at ignoring Robin until now, but no guarantee she wants to argue with me for no reason. Only our parents knew why the fuck we should hate each other. I remember this one time asking my parents about this dispute of ours, they locked me in a dark room for an entire day and grounded me for 3 months.

That's how I was treated growing up, was given the silent treatment, kept in small dark rooms. They knew I feared the dark and was claustrophobic, just an advantage to their torture.

I hated them from that one day.

I felt chills running down my spine. Goosebumps developing on my skin. I looked at my hands, they were abruptly shaking, my heartbeat increased, I started to sweat. I took shallow breaths making loud noises. My eyes teared blurring my vision. I saw some walk into the room, the walls were caving in.

"Mia are you okay?" I heard Zayn speak as he touched my forehead to check my temperature.

*Zayn*

She was having a panic attack, she didn't speak a word since I came. I lifted her up bridal style and places her on the bed against the wall. She sobbed hard, holding my hand all of a sudden.

"Mia" I called softly.

I was surprised because I'm never this soft no matter how much I try to be. Even with my patients, this softness doesn't show.

She looked vulnerable, her face turning red. I could hear her heartbeat, loud and fast. I wrapped my arms around her, they thought us in med school about this, comforting the patient helps the body release oxytocin making a good emotional connection.