Surrounded yet Alone
Lost
Luna's POV
All I can do is walk away. The crowds, the security, even all the boys are overwhelming me. I can't see straight. The tears forming in my eyes blurred everything so I just held my head down and went straight towards the car, trying to avoid any and all contact with people and cameras. All I can think is "I need to go home. Now. This isn't happening. I need to go home". I can only hear myself think right now. I have to ignore the boys and security running after me and the fans screaming bloody murder because they saw Harry Styles. I need to go home. The car. Where's the car?
"Luna! What the hell is going on?", Harry says as he tugs my arm making me turn around involuntarily. I freeze for a minute and look at him. I need to go home. How can I go home? My instincts finally come in super delayed and I break away from Harry's grip. By then all the boys and security have caught up to me and I know I have to tell them soon.
I can't. If I tell them, then it's real. And what if Niall leaves me? Then what? I'll have nothing. I need to go home. I look from Harry to Niall before more tears fall out of my eyes and I turn away to walk back to find the car. My breathing is uneven. The world around me is blurry and spinning. I can't believe what's happening. I have to go home right now.
"LUNA!" Niall yells. I realize I've been ignoring their yells to me this whole time. The car. I see it. I start to run towards it. The boys and security are close behind me. I can barely breathe. I open the door to the van and get inside it. Now what?
The door opens again and Niall's face appears. No. I can't talk to him. Or anyone. No. Take me home. I need to go home.
"Luna, what the fuck is wrong!?" Nialls almost yells. I'm safe. I bring my knees to my chest and bury my head inside of them. I let out uncontrollable sobs. I just want to be alone. Breathing is getting harder. Suddenly, the world starts spinning again and I look up to see the car in front of me and Liam and Harry on my left and Niall and Louis on my right. They're all confused. I am too. I need to tell them something.
"I-I need to go home", I whisper, "Now. M-my family..." I can't finish. I let out more tears.
"Get in the car lads, so we can close the door." an Irish voice says. I move to the back row of seats so the boys can get in the car. Niall follows me.
"I'm sorry", I tell him. I hear two car doors slam and now we're in the privacy of the van.
"Don't be, Luna. But you need to tell me what's going on. I promise I'll try to make it better. I'll do everything I can. Just please tell me." Niall says as he takes my hand in his. I can't look at him. I have to tell him.
"There was a fire at my house", I start.
"Okay we'll buy you new stuff. That's nothing to be too worked up about." Niall says. I know he's trying to help but it isn't working.
"No, my parent's house. The house I grew up in." I continue before telling him the worst part, "Everyone was home. M-my parents and sister are in the hospital." I cry before I can finish the rest.
"They'll be okay, love. Don't worry, they will fight," he says hugging me and kissing the top of my head.
"No Niall!", I say back to him a little too loudly, "It's fucking bad. My mom and dad have a 5% chance of living and my sister has 20%. I need to go home now."
I'm angry. I'm angry at Niall for saying "they'll be okay" when they obviously won't. I'm angry at the hospital for doing such a shitty job trying to save the only family I have left. But I'm mostly angry at myself for not being there for my family. I'm selfish. I left my everything behind for a stupid job that's only benefitted me. I'm stupid and selfish and now I'm paying for it.
***
My phones been vibrating for the past couple of minutes. I'm back in the car on my way to the airport to go home. My wonderful weekend in Disney has gone to complete shit. I haven't talked to anyone. The boys insisted on coming with me. We're all sitting here in this dark van. It's completely silent. They don't know how to react, what to say or do. That's fine. I don't really know either.
We pull up to the airport. I haven't said anything, but they guys are talking a little.
"Luna, you haven't eaten today. What do you want from Starbucks?" Louis asks me.
"I'm not hungry." I reply shortly. It wouldn't be there worst thing if this plane went down.
"Bull shit, what do you want?", Louis says. Odds are my family won't make it either.
"I told you Louis. I am not hungry." I tell him again. At least if the plane goes down I'll be able to see my family.
"And once again, I say bull shit to that. Niall, what does Luna like from Starbucks?" Louis asks Niall. Niall can't even look at me.
"Grande mocha frapaccino and anything chocolate for food", Niall says without looking up from the ground.
My phone is still vibrating non stop. I finally look at it to see who it is. "Hello?" I ask into the phone.
***
All I can do is walk away. The crowds, the security, even all the boys are overwhelming me. I can't see straight. The tears forming in my eyes blurred everything so I just held my head down and went straight towards the car, trying to avoid any and all contact with people and cameras. All I can think is "I need to go home. Now. This isn't happening. I need to go home". I can only hear myself think right now. I have to ignore the boys and security running after me and the fans screaming bloody murder because they saw Harry Styles. I need to go home. The car. Where's the car?
"Luna! What the hell is going on?", Harry says as he tugs my arm making me turn around involuntarily. I freeze for a minute and look at him. I need to go home. How can I go home? My instincts finally come in super delayed and I break away from Harry's grip. By then all the boys and security have caught up to me and I know I have to tell them soon.
I can't. If I tell them, then it's real. And what if Niall leaves me? Then what? I'll have nothing. I need to go home. I look from Harry to Niall before more tears fall out of my eyes and I turn away to walk back to find the car. My breathing is uneven. The world around me is blurry and spinning. I can't believe what's happening. I have to go home right now.
"LUNA!" Niall yells. I realize I've been ignoring their yells to me this whole time. The car. I see it. I start to run towards it. The boys and security are close behind me. I can barely breathe. I open the door to the van and get inside it. Now what?
The door opens again and Niall's face appears. No. I can't talk to him. Or anyone. No. Take me home. I need to go home.
"Luna, what the fuck is wrong!?" Nialls almost yells. I'm safe. I bring my knees to my chest and bury my head inside of them. I let out uncontrollable sobs. I just want to be alone. Breathing is getting harder. Suddenly, the world starts spinning again and I look up to see the car in front of me and Liam and Harry on my left and Niall and Louis on my right. They're all confused. I am too. I need to tell them something.
"I-I need to go home", I whisper, "Now. M-my family..." I can't finish. I let out more tears.
"Get in the car lads, so we can close the door." an Irish voice says. I move to the back row of seats so the boys can get in the car. Niall follows me.
"I'm sorry", I tell him. I hear two car doors slam and now we're in the privacy of the van.
"Don't be, Luna. But you need to tell me what's going on. I promise I'll try to make it better. I'll do everything I can. Just please tell me." Niall says as he takes my hand in his. I can't look at him. I have to tell him.
"There was a fire at my house", I start.
"Okay we'll buy you new stuff. That's nothing to be too worked up about." Niall says. I know he's trying to help but it isn't working.
"No, my parent's house. The house I grew up in." I continue before telling him the worst part, "Everyone was home. M-my parents and sister are in the hospital." I cry before I can finish the rest.
"They'll be okay, love. Don't worry, they will fight," he says hugging me and kissing the top of my head.
"No Niall!", I say back to him a little too loudly, "It's fucking bad. My mom and dad have a 5% chance of living and my sister has 20%. I need to go home now."
I'm angry. I'm angry at Niall for saying "they'll be okay" when they obviously won't. I'm angry at the hospital for doing such a shitty job trying to save the only family I have left. But I'm mostly angry at myself for not being there for my family. I'm selfish. I left my everything behind for a stupid job that's only benefitted me. I'm stupid and selfish and now I'm paying for it.
***
My phones been vibrating for the past couple of minutes. I'm back in the car on my way to the airport to go home. My wonderful weekend in Disney has gone to complete shit. I haven't talked to anyone. The boys insisted on coming with me. We're all sitting here in this dark van. It's completely silent. They don't know how to react, what to say or do. That's fine. I don't really know either.
We pull up to the airport. I haven't said anything, but they guys are talking a little.
"Luna, you haven't eaten today. What do you want from Starbucks?" Louis asks me.
"I'm not hungry." I reply shortly. It wouldn't be there worst thing if this plane went down.
"Bull shit, what do you want?", Louis says. Odds are my family won't make it either.
"I told you Louis. I am not hungry." I tell him again. At least if the plane goes down I'll be able to see my family.
"And once again, I say bull shit to that. Niall, what does Luna like from Starbucks?" Louis asks Niall. Niall can't even look at me.
"Grande mocha frapaccino and anything chocolate for food", Niall says without looking up from the ground.
My phone is still vibrating non stop. I finally look at it to see who it is. "Hello?" I ask into the phone.
***
Notes
Ahhh sad chapter!! Since there was a double update tonight odds are there won't be an update tomorrow, (I have work all day). If no update Tues, than definitely Weds!
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10/21/16