One Direction Preferences

Preference 30- You Have An Asthma Attack While He's Away, (TOUR SERIES, HARRY.)

You Have An Asthma Attack While He's Away, (TOUR SERIES, HARRY)

Harry: You're sat in yours and Harry's shared room looking through your wardrobe. Trying to find some of your old clothes to send to charity. You're stood on a chair pushing things from one side to another in search for this box that has mysteriously disappeared. "Where the hell is it?" You mumble, pulling away a rather large box. A cloud of dust erupting as you pull it out. You immediately drop the box and start wafting away the dust with your hand, a heaving cough starting as soon as you inhale the dust. Stepping down off the chair you put a hand over your chest, feeling your heart pulsing rapidly. You knew as soon as you pulled the box away and saw all the dust that you were going to have an attack. Taking into account that your bag with your inhaler is downstairs... you start to panic even more. You try to calm yourself down, trying to breath more normally, but that just makes everything worse. You've not had an asthma attack for over five years, so you've kind of forgot how bad they can get. Your chest rises, then falls back down. This repeats for a few minutes until you can feel yourself starting to get dizzy. You stand up, putting your back against the chest of drawers, trying to push yourself away to get downstairs to your inhaler. It's no use though, when you get to the top of the stairs you collapse, your chest tightening even more as your lips turn blue and you black out...

**LATER ON** "(Y/N)?" Someone shouts, making your eyes jolt open, your vision blurry. "What?" You ask, looking around, a metal bed, white walls, white sheets, hospital gown and an oxygen mask over your face. You settle down, looking down at your finger where a plastic clip like thing is over the tip then back up, your eyes meeting with a familiar pair. "What the hell?" You say with confusion. You try to sit up and remove the mask but a shooting pain in your chest pulls you back down. A tear rolls down your cheek with pain and a finger wipes it away, you turn you head back over, weakly. "Harry?" You croak out, so those were the eyes I recognized before... you think to yourself. "Yeah, it's me." He says in an almost whisper, his hand caressing your cheek. "I was so worried about you." He says, tears forming in his eyes. "What happened?"

"Well, I have... er..." You look down at your pale hands, feeling ashamed that you hadn't told him sooner and that he's left his tour to come and see you, you remover your mask after being able to breath properly again, "I have asthma and I've not had an attack for nearly six years now and I didn't think it would be a problem but when I pulled that box down there was just so much dust and stuff and it must have just gotten to me and I just had a really bad attack." You look at him the whole time, watching his expression soften. "(Y/N), why didn't you tell me?" He asks you, "I came home to see you for a few days then go back over to Ireland. When I got home I just saw you lying there at the top of the stairs and just... you still had a pulse, you were just out cold. I didn't know what was the matter, I was expecting to come back and see you sat up on the settee smiling and happy but you were just... I thought you weren't there anymore." He splutters out, trying to hold back his tears but they fall anyway. It kills you to see him this way, over you... "I'm so sorry Harry." You say, guilty.

"It's okay love. I was just really worried about you." He presses his lips to yours; with a kiss, reassuring you that everything will be okay. You pull away and your foreheads lean against one another, "I love you so much." He says to you, giving you another kiss.

"I love you too." You say again. Feeling happy that you have someone in your life who cares this much about you.

**Eeeeek, sorry. I kind of drifted off a little bit.. don't hate me I'm sorry... anyways the next part to the tour series will be where you visit him, or surprise him whatever, I'll come to that decision tomorrow. 8+votes for the next part! Love you all!**