Emma Watson Oneshots/Imagines

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(Possible TW: Blood)

Emma and I were at my newest movie premiere and taking pictures, enjoying our time together when a gunshot went off. I quickly looked to see if Emma was okay finding relief when I saw she wasn't hurt, before clutching my rib in pain.

When I took my hand off, I found it to be covered in blood. Emma looked over at me, to see my white shirt covered with dark red blood, along with my hand. I felt dizzy and fell to the floor.

"(Y/N)!" she screamed, as she dropped down to the floor. "Someone get help! Please! He's hurt!" she shouted out desperately, to anyone who was around. I felt the taste of silver in my mouth and coughed up blood into my hand.

"No! no, no! (Y/N)..your gonna be okay. Everything's going to be fine. You'll be okay. I promise." Emma said as she undid the buttons on my shirt revealing the wound, tears streaming down her face. I felt the sweat going down my face as I went to touch the wound, hoping to stop the pain. Emma took me into her hold and kissing my face repeatedly as we waited for help. Soon enough, the ambulance showed up.

"Over here! Please! He's hurt!" Emma shouted at the top if her lungs, calling the paramedics over. "Oh dear, he's lost a lot of blood." One of the paramedics said as they put an oxygen thingy over my face. I could feel my eyes fluttering shut as they worked.

For Emma's sake, I tried to keep them open, but it was getting harder and harder as time went on. The last thing I remember was being in an ambulance, before everything went black.

When I woke up, I was not where I last remember. My eyes shot open to find myself in a hospital room, Emma asleep on the chair next to me, holding my hand. She woke up from the movement, and went to my side, kissing my lips with passion I had never seen before.

Once she pulled away, she tackled me into a hug. "Em...you're hurting me.." I said as she crushed my wound in her hug. "Sorry! I'm just so glad you're okay (Y/N) ...I was so scared. I thought I lost you.." she said, tears brimming at her eyes. "You cant get rid of me that easily can you Em?" I asked in a joking tone. "I guess I cant. I'm really glad you aren't leaving that easily." She said, relief washing over her. "I would never leave you. Not this soon. We still have the rest of our lives together."

(I saw a spy movie and I got inspired but I forgot what its called and I was like "I kinda want to write about this" and so I did)