Haven's Pov
I'm so cold.
Everything feels cold.
It's like a frozen abyss and I can't get out, I think I'm still in the water but then I'm not sure I can't feel anything but this pressure on the center of my chest. ' What the hell is on my chest', I thought to myself.
" Come on Haven breathe!", I voice shouted. I couldn't hear the voice clearly it sounded muffled. Again I felt the pressure on my chest and then I felt something come up into my throat making me choke and spit it out also making me open my eyes. I was met with blurry silhouettes and blurry movement, I started to cough again and started to breathe deeply I felt my self being pushed up into a sitting position.
" Thank God!, Haven can you hear me come on say something", a husky voice said. It as Harry who was talking to me.
Blinking a few times I got a clear view of Harry and the other guys behind me with worried looks on there faces. When I looked at Harry I saw his dark curls were drenched with water and stuck to his forehead, his eyes were back to there beautiful emerald green. His orbs bored into my brown ones they were filled with worry and concern, I started to feel my teeth chatter and I started to tremble from being in the cold water looking behind Harry I saw the lake and the cliff I fell from. 'Wow it's higher than I expected', I thought looking back at Harry.
" You...j-jumped into the wa-water to s-save me?", I questioned my sentences coming out as if I was stuttering from the cold.
" Yes who else was suppose to do it", he said getting off of his knees to pick me up, when I went to cling to his shirt I flinched my hand away. Looking at my hand I saw that it had a long cut on it from when I fell and it was still bleeding. A lot.
Harry looked at my hand and I started to get scared that he'll do something, but he didn't.
" We have a first aid kit in the house.", he stated.
With that said, everything started to zoom by extremely fast all I saw was green from the trees and my hair passing my eyesight. Then I was in front of the house, ' Woah, that was cool', I thought still shivering from the cold when I looked at my arm clinging to Harry's shirt it was pale and not it's usual tan color. I feel numb I can barely feel my feet and legs or Harry' hands carrying me, he started to walk inside and stepped aside to let the other boys go first and then followed after. He walked to the living room and put me on the couch and left me there, I started to tremble again and my hands were shakings; Harry came back with blankets and the first aid kit.
"Give me your hand", he said after wrapping me in the fuzzy blankets which weren't helping as much as I hoped for and sitting on the coffee table. Giving him my injured hand you could see my hand shaking, he grabbed my hand gently and put it palm up. He put peroxide on a cloth and pressed it to my hand making me hiss in pain. Then he grabbed the alcohol pad and my eyes widen and I tried to pull my hand away but he tighten his grip.
" N-NO it's going to hurt, please", I begged trying to get m hand out of his grip.
" Stop moving, just get it over with.", he said trying to press the pad on my palm but I kept moving it. " STOP!!", he yelled at me making me freeze. He signed and ask if I was ready but I didn't reply I just opened my hand and braced for pain, I put the blanket in my mouth to make sure I don't scream. He pressed it down and I bit on the blanket and felt tears start to come out of my eyes and race down my cheeks.
Burning.
Stinging.
Pain.
I started to fidget from the pain and tried to pull my hand again but it was no use, he took the pad off and I took a breathe of relief. He put the gauze and wrapped my hand with the bandage, when he finish his hand lingered and started to rub my hand with his thumb in imaginary circles like couples would when they held hands. I looked at him and took back my hand and put it under the blanket that was starting to warm me up.
