Happily (h.s)

Sam's P.O.V (continued)

I felt my heart beat, and his. I wasn't for sure how long that would last. I got up and ripped Harry's shirt off and used it as best as I could to bandage him. He didn't speak, he wouldn't even look at me. What was this? I didn't know what to do. He can't die on me, not like this, not yet. It's too early for him to go. He's too heavy for me to carry him anywhere, and I couldn't just leave him here that was too dangerous. Besides it had to be at least 2 am. It was dark and I wouldn't know my way back. The worst of the worst was happening and I was the only one who could do something about it. But my hands were tied. My palms got all sweaty and clammy, I knew what was happening and I had to avoid it, I had to keep thinking. But what exactly could I do?

"B-babe?" My voice was shaking. I hadn't been paying much attention to him and he didn't seem to be moving.

He slowly nodded and spoke softly, "What is it?"

"Your phone, do you have it on you?"

He bobbed his head up and down, "...right pocket."

I dashed to his side and fumbled around in his jeans till I found it. I clicked the home button and didn't expect to see that his lock screen was a picture of us that I didn't even know someone took, and the cool part is that we were both smiling.

"It had low battery last time I checked." He spoke up. I glanced at the percentage and he was right, 2%. I panicked and went to the first person I could think of; Vels. Which was useless of me because...

I took a deep breath, "Who can I call to get us out of here fast enough?"

"Zayn, he's the brains of the operation..he'll know what to do."

I dialed him up and of course to my luck no answer. "Are you sure I just can't call the cops?"

His eyes widened and he stiffened up trying to make himself more lenient, "Are you out of your fucking mind?! That's the last person you'll ever call!!"

"Harry Edward! You're bleeding out on the ground! You need to go to the hospital!"

"No I don't." His voice was stone.

I rolled my eyes at him and went back to scrolling through his contacts.

"Let me die.." He whispered.

My hands started shaking, my panic attack was working its way back in, "W-what?"

"Please.." Tears were forming in his eyes. I completely lost it, his phone fell from my hands and I flung myself at him. "Don't you ever say that ever , I can't believe you Harry, I just, you were the strong one, not me. Just please hear me out, it'll get better , I- I - .."

Softly he kissed my forehead with his bloodstained lips, "Baby girl, calm down okay? Just calm down. You're sleep deprived, you need rest."

"Yeah I do, but it can wait, I need to help-"

He put his arm around me pulling me close. I loosened up and rest my head on his chest.

"Is it hurting?"

"Nah..it's good."

We just sat there in silence, other than the crickets chirping and his heart beat in my right ear. I didn't want the rhythm to ever stop. And I would forever hate myself for what happened next, I fell asleep.