Chapter 29.

Sasha's POV.

It's been the first time I have ever been influenced by someone to this extent. Everything seems to be fallen apart. Everything seems to be broken, to an extent that cannot be mended again.

Everything seems to be torn, ripped into pieces.

And the worst part, I possibly can't do anything about it. If Harry doesn't want to give me a chance, I can't force him to. If Harry is not comfortable with any kind of relationship between the two of us, I can't push him into it.

Every ounce of me was trying to hold myself together, not seeming broken. But once I'm alone in my room, trying to keep calm, I just can't control these tears from falling out.

I know I shouldn't be so upset, but it seems to be out of my hands . I can't possibly have a grip over my overwhelming emotions.

I don't blame Harry for anything, He isn't the one responsible for this condition of mine, absolutely not. I guess it's just me responsible for my misery.

I shut my eyes closed, trying to stop thinking about all this shit, and to force myself into going off to sleep for some time. But Harry's thoughts aren't leaving my mind even for a second.

I picked up the teddy bear seated on the side table, and brought it next to me, hugging it as tight as I could, imagining Harry in that teddy's place.

I shut my eyes closed, trying to drift off from all this shit.

I can't sleep.

I groaned in frustration and picked up my phone and my earphones from the desk, hoping my favourite music might help me in drifting off to slumber.

Sing me to sleep

Sing me to sleep

I'm tired and I
I want to go to bed

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone

Don't try to wake me
In the morning
Cause I will be gone

Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore

Sing to me
Sing to me
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore

Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I really want to go

There is another world
There is a better world
Well, there must be
Well, there must be

Well, there must be
Well, there must be

And by the end, I felt my eyes heavy, so I closed my eyes, tightening my grip around the teddy, and gradually drifting off to sleep.

Harry's POV.

I felt warm sunrays on my face, bringing me out of sleep. I opened my eyes, trying to sit up in my bed. But as soon as I shifted, I felt my head pounding, as if someone was actually hammering it.

"Fucking hell!", I shouted. The pain was way too unbearable.

I lied down on my bed, wincing in pain.

After a few minutes, I managed to throw my hand on the side table and pick up my phone, checking the time.

8am.

It's almost time for getting ready for the classes, but I really don't think I would be going down there.

I threw the phone to the side, and buried my face in my pillow, trying to go back to sleep.

The medicines that Zayn had left me yesternight were still lying on the table. I hadn't touched them- not that I actually cared about my health at that time.

I turned from side to side, wishing this pain goes away, but it seems it really won't.

I shifted a bit to the right and grasped the medicines.

I gulped them down my throat, followed by drinking the water from the bottle.

I rested my head against the bedrest, and let out a sigh. Hope this medicine does some good.

I blinked a few times, when all that happened last night, came back ot me, flashing in front of my eyes.

Guilt.

I startled a bit when I heard a knock on the door.

I wanted to climbed out of my bed, and open the door, but I was just not having enough strength to do that right now.

"Harry?", Niall peeked from outside the door.

Then I remembered I hadn't locked the door last night after Zayn left.

"Hey,", I managed to speak up.

Niall walked up inside and stood next to my bed.

"What's wrong Harry? You don't seem good.", Niall asked sounding worried.

"Yeah I have a severe headache right now.", I answered, pressing my temple.

Niall brought up the back of his palm to my forehead and almost shouted, " Harry you're almost burning with the heat! Did you take medicines?"

"Yeah I did just now.", I replied.

Seemed relieved from my answer, Niall said, "Okay, just get some rest today. Do you need something else? I'm about to leave for the classes."

"Umm, just get me something to eat please. I don't have the strength to go to the canteen. I'll go brush my teeth.", I said to Niall, bringing my feet to the floor to stand up.

As soon as I stood up, everything around me swirled, making it difficult for me to stand up.

I gripped the edge of the bed to support myself and closed my eyes trying to relax a bit.

Niall brought up his arm to my shoulder and helped me sit back on the bed.

"Just stay here. Don't get up from your bed. Here take some water,", Niall said to me, handing me the water bottle.

I connected the rim of the bottle to my lips and gulped a large amount of water.

"Just relax okay, I'll go get breakfast for you." , Niall said to me, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah okay,", I rested my hands on my side and took deep breaths.

Niall turned towards the door and left the room quickly.

Why do I always get sick so quick!

Zara's POV.

"Sasha? Wake up babe.", I shaked Sasha's shoulder, trying to wake her up.

She blinked a few times and then finally looked towards me, leaving out a sigh.

"What's the time?" , she asked me in her sleepy voice.

"Almost eight.", I gave her a smile.

Sasha nodded and sat up on her bed, rubbing her eyes.

It was then that I saw how bad in a condition Sasha was. Her eyes were still bloodshot, tears that had dried up on her face, were still recognisable, and she showed absolutely no expression at all. Her face was absolutely blank.

"Are you okay dear?", I asked her softly, placing my hand on her cheek.

"I'm just fine.", she replied, without looking up at me.

I didn't know how to cheer up Sasha today, so I just walked up closer to her and hugged her from above, her head digged in my stomach.

" It's a new day Sasha..", I took a deep breath, doubting what should I say next.

"Cheer up a bit okay? Just try not to think about all that too much. Please?", I pulled away to look at her, to know how she felt at the moment.

She nodded and loosened her grip around me, starting to get up from her bed.

Her silence was actually killing me. I actually wanted to do anything that would make her speak up, just say something! But I had no possible idea as to how to do it.

She stood up from her bed, making me take a few steps backward.

Her shoulders were drooping, and she seemed very weak, both from inside and outside.

Without saying anything to me, she walked towards the bathroom, and closed the door behind her.

I let out a sigh and walked up to the dresser to brush my hair.

Harry's POV.

I heard the door open so I raised my head and look in the direction,

Niall had a tray in his hands. As he walked towards me, I got the full view of what all was there in the tray.

It had a cup of coffee, a plate with four sandwiches, with ketchup, and a donut on the side.

"Here, finish all this up okay?", Niall said as he placed the tray on the side table.

"Thanks Niall.", I managed to smile.

"It's fine,", Niall said as he handed me a sandwich, and took a seat on the chair.

I took it from his hands and brought it up to my mouth, taking a big bite.

While Niall had gone down to bring the breakfast, I had managed to freshen up and change into shorts and a tshirt, along with a full sleeves sweater.

"Harry, what happened last night with the four of you? I mean Zayn, Zara, Sasha and you. You guys left the room without saying anything and didn't come back. I asked Zayn last night when he was going into his room, but he said he'll tell me later on. What's going on?", Niall asked from where he sat.

My head was still pounding, not as much as it was earlier, but I didn't want to talk about all the mess right now.

"I'll tell you Niall, It's a long story, You'll probably get late for the classes if I start telling you everything.", I made an excuse, although it was true to some extent. He'll get late if I start telling him my story.

"Hmm, okay. I'll come meet you after the classes. Tell me then okay?"

"Yeah okay.", I smiled, as I finished the last sandwich, bringing my hand to the coffee placed on the tray.

Niall looked down on his watch and said to me, " Yeah, it's almost 9. I better go."

Niall stood up from the chair, " And do take care okay."

I nodded at him and took a sip of the warm coffee, that actually seemed to be helping me with the severe cold.

Niall nodded back and walked towards the door after saying goodbye.

As soon as Niall left the room, I took another sip of the coffee, and then another, finishing it very quickly.

I left the donut on the plate and covered it with a coaster.

I lied back on the bed, and let out a sigh, as Sasha came back to my mind, slowly bringing back the guilt into me.

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