Harry Styles Imagines

11.The Rain Series: Sick

Harry's POV:
(Y/N) closes the door and leaves me in the rain. Suddenly, a massive headache hits me, making me fall onto my knees. I hate myself for upsetting (Y/N). She just wanted some fun and it's not her fault to let her going off like that. I shouldn't upset her at all.

The headache gets worse seconds by seconds. I fall onto the ground with my head and the last thing I see is the street lights.
BLACKOUT!!!!
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I slowly open my eyes because of the sudden brightness my eyes are facing. I look over the white room where I was.

Where am I?

I wonder as I look around for more clues and find (Y/N)'s hand in mine, her head on the bed and sitting on a stool, her nice long hair covering her face. She is in her nighties and seems to be sleeping. This is a hospital!

I cough because of the lack of water in my throat, making me thirsty. (Y/N) wake up by my cough, surprised and happy but sorrow is written all over her face. Black eye bags are under her eyes.

"I'm so happy you woke up, babe. I'm sorry for leaving you alone in the rain." She sobs, quickly wiping her tears away and fake a smile. "I really am, Harry. Please forgive me." She cups my hands with her tiny ones and kisses my knuckles.

"You don't have to apologize. After all, it was all my fault to make you angry." Hot tears fall out of my eyes as I try to sit up but it was impossible because of the bad headache.

I clench my head and pull my hair to cure the headache but it's useless. I groan as I pull my hair stronger and tighter.
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Your pov:
He holds his head and pulls his beautiful long curls and a frown replaces his smile. He groans as he pulls his hair stronger and tighter.

"What's wrong, Harry?" I ask as he frowns more and groans. "Do you want me to call the doctor?" I ask as if my feet are sticked to the floor. Of course you need to call the doctor!

I quickly rush to the door and yell help to anyone who passes by. Soon, a doctor and a nurse come to examine Harry as I leave the room. This is all my fault. If I didn't plead him to enjoy the rain and followed his intructions, none of these would have happened. Harry wouldn't have to be in one of the hospital beds and I wouldn't have to feel guilty.

I sit on one of the chairs in front of the room as I think about what the doctor has said, just now.

Flashback:
"Mr. Styles would have to stay in a few more couple of days and we just realized that he had hit the part where he has the scar and there might be operation. It has been affected once and needs more time to take a look at it."

"He would be okay after the operation, wouldn't he?" I urge for the doctor to continue. Luckily, he nods his head. I let out a sigh of relief as there's no more of the need to worry.
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I rush back home to take some of our clothes and towels for Harry. Then, I return back to the hospital.

》2 hours later》
Finally, the door of the operation room opens and the doctor comes out. "How is he, doctor? How is he?" I ask worriedly. "Don't worry, my dear.The operation has finished without any difficulties."

Hearing what the doctor said, I burst into the room quickly. Harry has not gained consciousness but I'm relieved to see his stomach moving up and down in a calm rate.

I walk to him and stop to give a kiss on his forehead. I'm glad that I can have my bossy man again. He opens his eyes as he feels a person's presence beside him and smiles at me.

"You happy now?" He asks as I nod, replying him. He opens his arms, welcoming me and I hug him back like I'm never going to let him go. "If you're going, bring me too." I say as he laughs.

"I will, cause I won't be happy without you in heaven." He jokes as and both of us laugh. Now I know that his laugh is a sign that I'm never losing him again.
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As promise, the last chapter of the rain series. Hope you guys like it. And Ooh! I do requests too so if you would like me to write a personal imagine for you, pm me. Okay? I would be looking forward to doing requests for Harry's fans. :D