chapter twenty five

Harry's pov:

It's all chaos. The performance . The finals . The paparazzi. I look at claire sitting on my lap ,hugging my torso in a tight grip ,her eyes closed.

I never thought I would ever feel pain for others but I can feel her pain, her hurt coming off of her right now. I want to kill the bastard who became the reason for her panic attack . I have never felt such an anger towards anyone. I hate violence but now I am having violent thoughts . I have never seen anyone have an attack such as claire's. She stops breathing and just stares . It's like she relives her pain. I still don't know the reason behind the pain but it ill find that out. Rather sooner than later. Claire opens her eyes and looks at me then starts sobbing. It hurts to see her cry and in pain. I rub her back while she hyperventilate . The more I hug ,the more she sinks into me . I know now's not the time but I love this feeling ,knowing that i am her anchor ,that I helped her when she was low. I pull her hair out of