Little Space (BoyXBoy) (DD/lb)

Chapter 10: Emergency

"Hey Roman!" Harley calls from his bedroom. He just read an email that someone is interested in making an offer on the house. 

"Yeah?" Harley passes the laptop over to show Roman the email. He gets to work on a response while the younger boy decides to shower.

Harley strips and lets the hot water run over his body and the thoughts run through his head. Slowly he realizes that he kinda misses Kyle. Or at least misses having a daddy. He has to face the fact that he's lonely and traumatized and that he needs help. Who can I talk to? Roman wouldn't understand. He doesn't really even know about my childhood, my pain, my past. We just talked a lot and got along in high school. 

As he takes a step back as assess the situation, it occurs to him how ridiculous everything is. He had to move in with this man that knows little about him (and whom Harley knows only a little bit more about) because his ex tried to kill him. What if Roman is just like Kyle? The thought shakes Harley to the core. Images of his one friend taking advantage of him, just like every other man has, flashes through his mind. Breathing becomes harder. One moment he's in the shower and the next he's back in Kyle's bed, being abused all over again. The scene changes quickly again to his father's basement. Harley can't feel the water splash around him as he falls to his knees, clutching his chest.

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THUD! Roman hears the loud noise and he stands up, poking his head out of Harley's room. 

"Harley?" He calls quite loudly. But of course, there is no response. Roman makes his way to the bathroom, opening the door without knocking. "Harley?" He asks, quieter this time. Still he doesn't respond. "Harley what's wrong?" Roman cautiously opens the shower curtain to find water splashing around the boy. "Harley!" He quickly shuts off the water and flips Harley onto his back before frantically running for his phone.

He calls 9-1-1 and promptly pulls a very small and thin looking Harley out of the tub. Roman knows the currently unconscious boy would die of embarrassment if he ever found out that the medics found him naked so he quickly dries Harley and pulls some clothes onto him (which is a lot more difficult than it sounds). 

After what Roman presumes has to be an eternity later the paramedics are knocking on the door. They instructed to not move Harley off of the bathroom floor. Roman stands in a panicked daze, almost unable to move or answer questions. How could I let this happen? I'm supposed to be taking care of him! Stupid! You should have taken him to the hospital the second you left that house! He's gotta be okay. He just has to be I don't want to lose him. Roman's thoughts keep racing. He doesn't even notice that maybe, for being just friends, he cares a little too much about Harley's safety. 

Roman simply nods when the paramedics ask him if he will be coming along. With some minor difficulty, they manage to get Harley onto the gurney (that wasn't the hard part) and fit it out the door. Once Roman is watching Harley get loaded into the ambulance, he is instructed to sit up front by the driver. As they start to drive, all Roman can do is tap his fingers on his knee and stare out the window, praying that Harley will be okay.

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In the back of the ambulance, Harley slowly starts to regain consciousness. His hand twitches. His brain makes him open his eyes, wondering where he is. Harley blinks, and finds the two paramedics next to him. He sits up abruptly, breathing heavily. 

"W-who are you?" Harley's voice wavers.

"Harley!" He hears Roman's voice but it sounds quiet and distant. One paramedic starts talking, but all he sees is the strange man's lips moving. In his mind, the two paramedics are mocking him. The "strange man's" lips curl into a sneer and the red-head beside him stands, looking down with amusement. The man appears to lunge towards Harley (but of course in reality he is just checking vitals) and the boy in the bed begins to shriek and thrash about.

"No! No! No no no no no! Don't hurt me please! No! Help!" Harley curls up as far away as he can get from the male paramedic. 

"Sir we need to to lie down and co operate with us." The red-headed paramedic makes the second attempt to calm him down. Harley just keeps screaming 'no!' so Roman makes his way to the back of the vehicle. He bends down so he's Harley's height and tries to calm him.

"Hey, Harley it's me. It's Roman." Harley shoves Roman away. 

"No! Don't touch me! I said no! Please don't hurt me!" Harley's sobs become audible and he lays on his side. He tries desperately to get control of his breathing but he just ends up choking. 

"We're going to have to restrain him," the larger paramedic mumbles.

"No please," Roman pleads. "You can't he'll freak out even more."

"We have no choice. Maggie grab his arms, you-" The man points to Roman. "Hold his legs down. I'll restrain him." Roman tries not to cry as he forcefully pulls Harley's legs out from under him. I'm sorry Harley. It'll all be okay. Just please don't hate me when you wake up.

Just as Harley passes out from the sedative, the ambulance pulls into the hospital parking lot. Roman feels an impending sense of guilt, he knows Harley will freak out and blame him when he wakes up. But in the end, Roman is doing what he believes is right. Caring about the smaller boy seems so natural, that he may not even need to have a big, cliche, 'wow I think I love him' moment. But for now, those feelings need to remain there and maybe noticed, but for Harley's sake they need to remain unknown.

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GUYS I FINALLY GOT A CHAPTER UP!!!! YAAAAAY! If it seems rushed I'm sorry. And I will try and see what I can fix about the beginning chapters. If you guys have any criticism please feel free to share your opinion! I am always looking to improve so if you see any mistakes please let me know! Thanks for the support! I'm doing a little better know I guess.. If you want an update on my personal life either message me or comment and if I get enough I'll write another author's note. I just don't want the story to be burdened down with them so I dunno maybe I'll just compile them into a book? Let me know what you think! Thanks y'all!