The Love Countdown
sixteen;
"Left hand red" I groaned irritably and struggled to move my hand to the red dot. We were playing an intense game of Twister and my face was currently right next to Niall's butt.
"Will someone fall over before Niall farts in my face!" The room erupted with laughter and I huffed, and it was as if I had jinxed it, Zayn's hand slipped and we went toppling onto one another.
Laughing uncontrollably. After we all stood up, I helped Harry with the packing up. Folding the board and placing it in the box along with the spinning board.
Harry and I moved in the kitchen, following the boys as we sat down at the dining room table.
"So, what's happening tonight lads? Anything special?" Liam asked.
Everyone else shrugged. Muttering words of agreement before staying silent. I hadn't seen the boys in four days. After Harry left yesterday morning, I felt alone and bored and seeing more of those stupid hate comments only made me feel even more depressed. I could feel it. Every once of self control I had formed over the past year was slowly slipping away and I was getting back into my old routine.
The cuts on my arms were slowly healing up. But I was still self conscious if anyone were to go near them. Like this morning when the boys had all barged into my house with bags of lolls, movies and various other boardgames. Harry went for a hug and tugged on my arm. I pulled back and he looked at me skeptically. I smiled at him to reassure him that I was fine.
But it wasn't.
The hate had gotten worse. I had no idea how Harry hadn't seen any of the messages I had been sent. Most of them using the words 'fat' and 'ugly' in them. I couldn't tell him. I couldn't tell anyone. Maddy had stopped by yesterday morning to check up on me. She told me she had seen the interview and was finally happy for me. She also mentioned that Mum and Dad had seen it. She said that they rung her up, asking if I was there but she said I wasn't. And I thanked her for that.
"We should all do something" Louis piped up and hoisted himself onto the countertop.
I slapped his chest, "Ayyee that's a marble bench top your sitting on!" He grinned childishly but continued to sit on my counter.
"What should we do?" Niall questioned.
Louis shrugged, "I dunno, we should go somewhere. Like Lazer Skirmish or something"
Liam's eyes brightened at the mention of Lazer Skirmish. "I'm in for that!" he cheered.
"So do you guys wanna go?" Louis said.
We nodded, "Then let's get ready!"
****
"Harry, I hate the dark. You know that, it gives me anxiety"
We were standing in a line with our packs on. Mine was green, Harry and Niall's were blue, Zayn and Louis' were purple, and Liam was red. Harrys fingers clutched onto mine, pulling me into him.
"Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you. I'll keep you safe." He kissed the top of my head and before I knew it, we were walking into the room. The lights were still on and I could see where everything was. The boys went off in different directions while Harry and I stayed in the one spot.
"Get ready in five, four, three, two one. GO!" My reflex kicked in and I screamed, getting dragged along by Harry to a corner. "Quick! Liam's there!" Harry shouted and I quickly moved to shoot him in the chest with my lazer. I had got him. His pack lit up and he couldn't shoot for thirty seconds. I cheered and high-fived Harry.
This time, I pulled him along with me, running over to one of the giant barrels and hiding behind it. I peaked up and over the top of it. Looking for any signs of movement.
"BOO!" I screamed again and turned around to be met with Louis. I fumbled with the gun but before I knew what was happening, Louis had shot me and was fist pumping the air.
"Shut up Louis" I huffed and he ruffled my hair.
After my thirty seconds was finished, I ran off. Harry giddily chasing behind me.
The music was loud and lights were everywhere. I could here the constant laughs and manly shouts coming from the boys somewhere in the room.
"Oh my gosh what happens if they find us?" I grinned idly and turned to see Harry. My smile faltered as he wasn't there.
"…Harry?…"
Oh no. Oh no. I was freaking out. My breathing was irratic and it felt as if the room was getting smaller.
"Harry!" I screamed. I frantically looked around to see if he was there.
But he wasn't.
I slid onto the floor. Curling up into a ball with my arms wrapped around my knees. I was hyperventilating. I couldn't breath and I was scratching my arms, legs and neck.
Harry. Harry! I wanted to call out, but i couldn't. my mouth was unable to form any sorts of words so I just sat there. Curled into my arms as I rocked myself back and forth.
My eyes were getting heavy and the music was getting softer. I blinked rapidly. Trying to keep my eyes open but it was no use. I was engulfed into darkness.
HARRYS POV.
Fuck.
Where's Liberty? I had lost her after she shot Liam. She ran away too fast and I couldn't see through all the lazer lights and the darkness.
I met up with Niall, who was about to shoot me but I put my hands up in surrender.
"Libby's missing. She was with me five minutes ago. I need to find her, she'll freak out" Niall jut nodded and proceeded down a darker part of the room.
"Libby!" I shouted. There was no reply.
I shouted her name again. I was getting anxious, as it had been ten minutes already. The other boys had soon found us. We split up into groups and started looking for her. I moved into the darkest corner there was. Only to see the tips of white Nikes. I moved closer to get a better look. It was her.
She was unconscious and sweating. She had most likely hyperventilated. Liberty's face was pale. she was still breathing but if we didn't get her out of he sooner she would fall into a coma.
"Boys! She's in here! I need help!"
The boys rushed in, giving me a hand and carrying her to the doors. Zayn kicked them open. Not even bothering to tell anyone, or take off our gear, we rushed out of the building and into the car.
"Where's the closest hospital" I shouted and hurriedly got in the car. "Mate, I think it's be best if I drove. You need to be with her"
Louis placed his hand on my shoulder and I nodded, jumping out of the car and into the back seat. I lay her head down against my lap, he face was still pale and there were scratches on her arms, legs and neck.
I had no idea what to do. I had never experienced this kind of thing before and I was a little freaked out. I didn't know whether to take her home or to the hospital, but I decided on taking her to the hospital because they knew more about this than me.
We finally arrived at the emergency room, I picked Liberty up, fast walking into the room and over to the front desk.
"Can we please get this young lady a doctor!" The woman yelled at the front desk. I didn't even have to say anything and we were rushed into a room and I was laying down Liberty.
A doctor rushed in and stood beside her, examining her.
"Will she be okay, Doc?"
He nodded his head firmly. "She had a panic attack. She'll be fine, she's not in a coma or anything like that. She'll wake up in about an hour or so" He checked her pulse and checked if she had any bone damage.
"Has she had things like this before?" I asked.
The doctor picked up her file and flipped though it. "Liberty Williamson. I remember her." he paused. "She has been checked in here for a few occasions. She's had several panic attacks in the last seven months, and was hospitalized last year for constant suicidal acts"
It hit me like a tonne of bricks. suicide?
Libby had tried to commit suicide last year?
I shivered. I couldn't use that word anymore. But it all made sense. The flinching, the sensitiveness. everything she had done in the last eight weeks were signs of depression.
"Were you aware of the scars on her legs, Mr Styles?" The doctor questioned.
I couldn't even respond. All I could do was nodded shakily.
"H-how did she try to do it?" I asked.
"Sorry?"
"I-I mean, how did she try to kill herself?"
He flipped through some more pages of her file.
"Gunpoint to the head."
"Will someone fall over before Niall farts in my face!" The room erupted with laughter and I huffed, and it was as if I had jinxed it, Zayn's hand slipped and we went toppling onto one another.
Laughing uncontrollably. After we all stood up, I helped Harry with the packing up. Folding the board and placing it in the box along with the spinning board.
Harry and I moved in the kitchen, following the boys as we sat down at the dining room table.
"So, what's happening tonight lads? Anything special?" Liam asked.
Everyone else shrugged. Muttering words of agreement before staying silent. I hadn't seen the boys in four days. After Harry left yesterday morning, I felt alone and bored and seeing more of those stupid hate comments only made me feel even more depressed. I could feel it. Every once of self control I had formed over the past year was slowly slipping away and I was getting back into my old routine.
The cuts on my arms were slowly healing up. But I was still self conscious if anyone were to go near them. Like this morning when the boys had all barged into my house with bags of lolls, movies and various other boardgames. Harry went for a hug and tugged on my arm. I pulled back and he looked at me skeptically. I smiled at him to reassure him that I was fine.
But it wasn't.
The hate had gotten worse. I had no idea how Harry hadn't seen any of the messages I had been sent. Most of them using the words 'fat' and 'ugly' in them. I couldn't tell him. I couldn't tell anyone. Maddy had stopped by yesterday morning to check up on me. She told me she had seen the interview and was finally happy for me. She also mentioned that Mum and Dad had seen it. She said that they rung her up, asking if I was there but she said I wasn't. And I thanked her for that.
"We should all do something" Louis piped up and hoisted himself onto the countertop.
I slapped his chest, "Ayyee that's a marble bench top your sitting on!" He grinned childishly but continued to sit on my counter.
"What should we do?" Niall questioned.
Louis shrugged, "I dunno, we should go somewhere. Like Lazer Skirmish or something"
Liam's eyes brightened at the mention of Lazer Skirmish. "I'm in for that!" he cheered.
"So do you guys wanna go?" Louis said.
We nodded, "Then let's get ready!"
****
"Harry, I hate the dark. You know that, it gives me anxiety"
We were standing in a line with our packs on. Mine was green, Harry and Niall's were blue, Zayn and Louis' were purple, and Liam was red. Harrys fingers clutched onto mine, pulling me into him.
"Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you. I'll keep you safe." He kissed the top of my head and before I knew it, we were walking into the room. The lights were still on and I could see where everything was. The boys went off in different directions while Harry and I stayed in the one spot.
"Get ready in five, four, three, two one. GO!" My reflex kicked in and I screamed, getting dragged along by Harry to a corner. "Quick! Liam's there!" Harry shouted and I quickly moved to shoot him in the chest with my lazer. I had got him. His pack lit up and he couldn't shoot for thirty seconds. I cheered and high-fived Harry.
This time, I pulled him along with me, running over to one of the giant barrels and hiding behind it. I peaked up and over the top of it. Looking for any signs of movement.
"BOO!" I screamed again and turned around to be met with Louis. I fumbled with the gun but before I knew what was happening, Louis had shot me and was fist pumping the air.
"Shut up Louis" I huffed and he ruffled my hair.
After my thirty seconds was finished, I ran off. Harry giddily chasing behind me.
The music was loud and lights were everywhere. I could here the constant laughs and manly shouts coming from the boys somewhere in the room.
"Oh my gosh what happens if they find us?" I grinned idly and turned to see Harry. My smile faltered as he wasn't there.
"…Harry?…"
Oh no. Oh no. I was freaking out. My breathing was irratic and it felt as if the room was getting smaller.
"Harry!" I screamed. I frantically looked around to see if he was there.
But he wasn't.
I slid onto the floor. Curling up into a ball with my arms wrapped around my knees. I was hyperventilating. I couldn't breath and I was scratching my arms, legs and neck.
Harry. Harry! I wanted to call out, but i couldn't. my mouth was unable to form any sorts of words so I just sat there. Curled into my arms as I rocked myself back and forth.
My eyes were getting heavy and the music was getting softer. I blinked rapidly. Trying to keep my eyes open but it was no use. I was engulfed into darkness.
HARRYS POV.
Fuck.
Where's Liberty? I had lost her after she shot Liam. She ran away too fast and I couldn't see through all the lazer lights and the darkness.
I met up with Niall, who was about to shoot me but I put my hands up in surrender.
"Libby's missing. She was with me five minutes ago. I need to find her, she'll freak out" Niall jut nodded and proceeded down a darker part of the room.
"Libby!" I shouted. There was no reply.
I shouted her name again. I was getting anxious, as it had been ten minutes already. The other boys had soon found us. We split up into groups and started looking for her. I moved into the darkest corner there was. Only to see the tips of white Nikes. I moved closer to get a better look. It was her.
She was unconscious and sweating. She had most likely hyperventilated. Liberty's face was pale. she was still breathing but if we didn't get her out of he sooner she would fall into a coma.
"Boys! She's in here! I need help!"
The boys rushed in, giving me a hand and carrying her to the doors. Zayn kicked them open. Not even bothering to tell anyone, or take off our gear, we rushed out of the building and into the car.
"Where's the closest hospital" I shouted and hurriedly got in the car. "Mate, I think it's be best if I drove. You need to be with her"
Louis placed his hand on my shoulder and I nodded, jumping out of the car and into the back seat. I lay her head down against my lap, he face was still pale and there were scratches on her arms, legs and neck.
I had no idea what to do. I had never experienced this kind of thing before and I was a little freaked out. I didn't know whether to take her home or to the hospital, but I decided on taking her to the hospital because they knew more about this than me.
We finally arrived at the emergency room, I picked Liberty up, fast walking into the room and over to the front desk.
"Can we please get this young lady a doctor!" The woman yelled at the front desk. I didn't even have to say anything and we were rushed into a room and I was laying down Liberty.
A doctor rushed in and stood beside her, examining her.
"Will she be okay, Doc?"
He nodded his head firmly. "She had a panic attack. She'll be fine, she's not in a coma or anything like that. She'll wake up in about an hour or so" He checked her pulse and checked if she had any bone damage.
"Has she had things like this before?" I asked.
The doctor picked up her file and flipped though it. "Liberty Williamson. I remember her." he paused. "She has been checked in here for a few occasions. She's had several panic attacks in the last seven months, and was hospitalized last year for constant suicidal acts"
It hit me like a tonne of bricks. suicide?
Libby had tried to commit suicide last year?
I shivered. I couldn't use that word anymore. But it all made sense. The flinching, the sensitiveness. everything she had done in the last eight weeks were signs of depression.
"Were you aware of the scars on her legs, Mr Styles?" The doctor questioned.
I couldn't even respond. All I could do was nodded shakily.
"H-how did she try to do it?" I asked.
"Sorry?"
"I-I mean, how did she try to kill herself?"
He flipped through some more pages of her file.
"Gunpoint to the head."
Notes
WOW THIS WAS INTENSE.So did you guys like it?
And yes, I know about the Zerrie engagment and personally I think it's stupid. He is 20 and she's 19 like, they should wait. But I am happy for them and I support them but I think it's just the wrong time.
OMG I BOUGHT THIS SHIRT TODAY AND IM SO FREAKING HAPPY LOOK
and omg guys 15 days till I get my braces off and 19 days till i go to England and I'm SO EXCITED!
AND TONIGHT IM GOING TO GREASE THE MUSICAL!
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Yaaaass! I can't wait for the sequel! Congrats on the seats! Have fun at the concert!
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