Untouchable (Marcel/Harry Styles and Demi Lovato)

Attacks, Help, Favours

Demi's POV:

It was now quarter-past seven and I was sat in Harry's house with Anne, we were talking basically about our lives. I didn't have a clue where Harry was but I haven't seen him at all since I've been here which is around three hours.

"Where's Harry?" I asked her, sipping my cup of tea. "He's the one who told me to come here." I didn't want her thinking that I just turned up here uninvited.

"He was in his room before, but he's been in there for a while now. You can go and see him if you want."

"Thanks, Anne. I'll be back in a second." I smiled, getting up from the couch to go up the stairs.

I knocked on Harry's bedroom door but there was no answer. Maybe he was sleeping? I doubt it.

"Harry?" I asked quietly, slightly opening his door. "Harry!" I shouted he was sat on floor coughing, he was struggling to breathe. I kneeled down beside him, "Harry what is it?" He couldn't answer me. I remember how he told me he had Asthma when he was younger but never mentioned it since. I got up from the floor looking through his draws for were his inhaler was. "Gemma!" I shouted, hoping she would come in. I opened one of his draws and found it. "Here." I passed him to inhaler and he quickly  started using it.

Gemma ran into the room, "What is it?!" She shouted, noticing him sat on the floor.

"I had an Asthma Attack again." Harry said, moving his hair away from his face. "I'm sorry, Demi." He said, standing up to sit on his bed next to me.

"For what?" I asked, I am so confused.

"I never wanted you to see me like that and I'm sorry you had too. Thanks for helping me."

"Harry, it's fine. It's what best-friends do." I shrugged. "I have Anxiety Attacks and you have Asthma Attacks." I giggled.

We went back down-stairs to sit with Anne. "I guess you found him then." She said.

"Yep!" I replied, Harry didn't want Anne to know what happened upstairs, he said that he didn't want her to be worried.

"Ughhh, you Auntie Clare can't get a babysitter for Molly tomorrow." Anne wined.

"Where are you going?" I asked her.

"Oh, me and my sister are meant to be going away for the weekend but I don't think that will be happening anymore." She sighed.

"I'll look after her." Harry said.

"Harry. I doubt Clare will trust you with Molly for two and a half days." Anne said, raising her eyebrows.

"Thanks, mum." Harry mumbled.

"I'll help Harry look after her." I replied.

"You will? That would be amazing! I'm sure Clare won't mind Harry watching Molly if you're there." Anne smiled. "I'll call her now!" She said, getting up and walking into the kitchen with her phone.

"I love how my mum trust you with her niece more than her own son." He said, under his breath.

"Oh shut up." I giggled. "How old is she. I don't think I've ever met your cousin before"

"She's four. She's a bit annoying but we'll live." Harry replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"Harry! Don't be mean." I laughed.

"You can stay here for the weekend if you want since my mum won't be here you can stay in my room and I'll stay in hers."

"Okay, Harry." I smiled. I was looking forward to this weekend, I wanted to meet Harry's little cousin.

Anne walked back into the room. "Clare's really grateful for you looking after Molly this weekend, Demi. We'd be lost without you." Harry let out a loud cough, gesturing that Anne missed out on thanking him.

"Oh, be quiet Harry. You couldn't even look after your goldfish never mind a child." Anne said, sarcastically to him.

"I used to look after my little sister, Madison when I was younger so I should know what to do."

"Oh my god. I haven't seen her in ages!" Harry yelled.

"Me either. Her and my mum haven't been home in a while, I don't even know where they are anymore." I laughed slightly, the thought of not seeing my little sister in months upset me. "What time do you want me here for in the morning, Anne?"

"Whenever you can, love. Is there any chance you could get here for around sevenish?"

"Of course I can. I'm looking forward to it." I smiled.

"Great. Thanks again for everything, Demi."

"It's okay. I'm going to head home now. I need to sleep." I yawned. I got to my car door trying to unlock it.

"Dem!" Harry said, loudly coming out of his house to see me. By now it was quite dark outside.

"What's up?" I asked him.

"Thanks for today. You know, helping me with my Asthma Attack and stuff." He said, running his hand through his hair.

"It's no problem, Harry."

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow for a whole weekend."

"Me too. I can't wait to see your cousin." I smiled.

"I'll see you in the morning, then." Harry said walking around the car towards me. "Night, Dem." He kissed me softly on the cheek. I got into my car and drove home.