Don't Let Me Fall (A Liam Payne Fanfic)

CHAPTER FIVE: Fans, Cameras, And...

“Are we ready, ladies and gents?” Louis roared. Without waiting for a reply, he continued, “Course you are. DJ Malik! Cue the music, if you please.”

Zayn nodded enthusiastically, “DJ MALIK!” he cheered before pressing shuffle. The energetic strains of “Sexy and I Know It,” came on and we burst into laughter as Harry and Kristie promenaded down the hallway, shaking their butts. We followed them as they stepped into the elevator and the song changed to “Never Growing Up.” Harry spun Kristie around. The rest of us were practically rolling around on the floor with laughter. It was indeed a sight to behold. The elevator doors opened and Harry led Kristie out, doing pirouettes. Zayn followed them, providing the music.

“Oh shit!” I heard Louis gasp. “It’s the lobby!” I turn around to look at him as to why he sounded so worried when deafening screams answered me. A crowd of screaming girls suddenly surged into the lobby along with a wave of flashing cameras. “Call Paul!” Louis screamed at us as he tried to see where Zayn, Kristie, and Harry went. I found Zayn surrounded by a group of screaming girls and paparazzi as he tried to get to us, but I couldn’t find Kristie and Harry. Suddenly a big bulky camera knocked into Zayn’s head and he went down.

“Zayn!” I shouted, moving into the crowd, as Liam tried to pull me back. “Zayn’s hurt!” I shouted at him. Understanding filled his eyes as he rushed into the screaming crowd.

“See if you can find Harry and Kristie!” He yelled at me as he reached Zayn.

“Elaina! Over here!” I heard a voice call out over the screams. I whipped my head around to find Harry, sitting on the ground. “Please give us some space please,” he begged the girls around him. “Help!” he said, once I reached him. Instantly, I saw why. Kristie was sitting on the ground, eyes wide and shaking like a leaf.

“Oh no,” I recognized the signs. I knelt in front of her and grabbed her face to force her to look at me. “C’mon Kristie, breathe,” I said soothingly. “Breathe in, breathe out,” I said, as slowly and calmly as I could. Her face was pale and her lips were turning blue. I blocked her ears to muffle the sound of screaming. I mimicked taking deep breaths. She started wheezing and gesturing frantically. Niall had reached us. “Where’s your inhaler, Kristie?” I shouted, rifling through her pockets as her breathing got quicker and quicker. “Call an ambulance!” I screamed at Niall, who was panicking. He dialed his phone furiously.

“What’s wrong with her?” Harry asked me with nervous eyes.

“She’s having a panic attack combined with her asthma!” I rubbed Kristie's back to try to get her to breathe. “C’mon Kristie, breathe in slowly,” I urged gently. “Niall! Tell them she has asthma and is having a panic attack,” I commanded as Kristie’s wheezing got louder and louder. Kristie started swaying back and forth. “Kristie, it’s gonna be ok,” I said soothingly. Paul finally arrived with the security team as they pushed everyone back. With her eyes rolling back, Kristie passed out in my arms. “Niall! Where is that ambulance?” I shout as I gently laid Kristie down. I listened for breathing. There was none, so I pressed my mouth against hers and blew air into her lungs. I calmly performed CPR when the paramedics arrived. I told them what happened and they hooked Kristie onto an oxygen tank after giving her medication. They drove away with Niall to the hospital, as I got up, shakily. The rest of us went in a separate car to the hospital. “What happened with Zayn?” I asked quietly while we waited for the doctor. “Is he okay?”

“He got knocked out by a stupid pap’s camera, which cut his forehead,” Louis said angrily, while pacing back and forth. “He bled a little but he’s recovering. He’s gonna fine.” I nodded and went over to Niall, who was crying. Liam was trying to comfort him with some difficulty. Harry was curled up on a chair next to Niall, dazed and wide-eyed, like he couldn’t believe what just happened.