Field trip! MHA (bkdk)

Chapter 9 - dead.

( can you guess? yep not mine it is!  sorry some pov's  are short )

katsuki's pov:

i saw that nerd standing beside the bed on a call. i leaned on the wall outside while the door was open i wanted to listen a bit. but instead, izuku slightly gasped and made an ' o ' sound like he was crying. wait, crying?.. i looked inside again as he removed the phone from his ear slowly. tears were streaming down his face.            

izuku's pov:

all might was dead. i had the urge to scream. i screamed  in my loudest and most painful voice. my knees fell to the floor. he was really gone.. my eye sight became blurry because of my tears, and i sobbed in the air. i wanted to gasp for air as i wanted to scream and cry but barley any air was filling my lungs. i found it hard to breath and struggled to find air. i wheezed. i my elbows touched the ground as i shook. i was trying to not fall from my arms and knee's support. and heard someone run behind me. it was hard to breath and it was not from crying. it was from the pain in my chest. i panted, gasping for air. i was weak since i was not breathing. i felt like passing out.

katsuki's pov:

i saw him on the floor on one knee. if he cant breath and pass out that wont be good. i just rushed over to him. i helped him to sit right beside the bed and sat him down so he was not struggling to keep balance and so it wont put pressure on his lungs when laying down.  as i figured he could not breath. i realised he had dyspnea which meant he had trouble breathing due to anxiety. i tried to loosen up his shirt and tilted his head back. i sealed my mouth over his, Blowing air into him with two steady breaths. i pinched his nose so that the air i was bringing into him would not go out of his nose. crap, crap, crap, CRAP. what do i do?! i tried to loosen the shirt more. i was clueless on what to do..

 i barley knew anything but i knew a couple things from recovery girl as she did teach us a couple times. anyways why was i worrying so much? i thought to my self. dont i hate him? I've been questioning that. i heard him wheeze again and i was back down to earth. i searched my pockets for my phone but i left it on the mini table downstairs. how can i be that stupid?! 

i picked up his phone which had a crack on it now. i turned it on and it was completely broken. i cant leave him here alone! i ran inside my bathroom where i left the medic kit. inhaler, inhaler, inhaler. i thought to myself three times.   

note: soo, i got wayy better so it might be diffrent!

i knew his lungs were not working properly, i held up the blue inhaler to his lips and pushed down the top with my finger.