Harry drove us to school, I think he could tell I was nervous, he hugged me and told me I will be okay. From the moment I walked in the door everyone stared at me. I kept my head down while Harry walked with me down the hall. "Do I have to go to my first class?" I asked Harry. I really didnt want to go to mr. Lance ' s class. "You can just ditch if you want I normally do." Harry replied.
A cute boy with blonde spiked hair and blue eyes gave me roses and a "get well soon" balloon, "Logan what are you doing?" Harry asked, "you caused Elizabeth and I to break up not even three weeks ago!" I was so confused, who is this guy and what is Harry talking about? Did me and him get back together? "Is it against the rules to give roses and a balloon to my injured ex?" Logan asked, Harry narrowed his eyes in jealousy.
Some people hugged me, some waved, some just stared. Although I don't really know them they kind of hurt my feelings. I don't want their pity, I don't need it.
I snuck away from Harry as soon as I could and locked myself in a bathroom stall and cried, it didn't take long for him to find me. "Elizabeth unlock the stall, come out please." I shook my head no. "please," I opened it. "Babe you're not the only one hurting, I am, Logan is, and so are all of the others who knew you." I pushed by him to get out the stall. "Can't you see I'm actually trying here! This is hard for everyone! Right now your only thinking about yourself." Harry yelled across the hall, I left him standing there and looked at my map to get to my next class.
When Harry and I got home we didn't say a word to each other, Harry got in the shower while I was in the living room watching TV. I suddenly started feeling dizzy and nauseous, I stood up and laid my head on a wall. I was sweating, I started breathing a faster pace than usual and started seeing color's, blue, red, green, purple, the colors kept changing. I couldn't scream or speak because of how nauseous I was. Suddenly I seen white, I had no idea what was going on, was I having another panic attack? Am I dying? Or am I just about to pass out? I really hoped I was just about to pass out because I wasn't fancy ing having a panic attack or dying. It was to late to stop myself I just had to let go or either see white until I gained back complete consciousness. I just let go and fell to the floor.
Harry's POV
I quickly got out the shower when I heard her drop, I knew exactly what happened, it's not the first time it happened. I ran to the living room and seen her laying there, I picked her up and carried her to her bed.
I sat beside her until she woke up. "What happened? My head is killing me." She claimed. "You passed out, trust me it's not the first time it happened." I ran my fingers through her hair. "Did it happen before I got hit by the car?" I nodded in response to her question. "Well that explains why I don't remember that."
