One Direction Imagines

"Don't Leave Me"

Harry's POV:

Two rings. "Hello?" My shaky voice was clearly noticeable, even over the phone.

"Harry, what's wrong-" I cut her off before she could even finish her question.

"Y/N... S-she won't wake up. Everything was fine, and then she just..." I tried my hardest not to cry, but I had to get it out. I couldn't lose her. "She won't move. I don't know what to do. We're on our way to the hospital now."

I took a deep breath to contain myself. I could hear her voice shake on the other end of the line before she spoke.

"Okay Harry, we'll be there as soon as we can. Don't worry too much, our girl is a fighter. I'll see you soon." I silently thanked Y/N's Mum as she ended the call. The reassurance in her voice is what I needed right now. As I looked down at my beautiful girl, I grabbed her hand in mine and prayed hard that she'd be okay.

Your POV:

I couldn't understand what was happening around me. There were muffled sobbing and soft voices filling the room. I wanted to reach out and open my eyes, but my body wouldn't let me.

"Harry dear, is she okay?" That most certainly had to be my mother - she's the only one who greets Harry as 'dear'. I tried to wonder why my parents were here with me. They barely visited Harry and I... Only since they were still getting used to the idea that I was finally in a serious relationship. Initially, they despised Harry for his smirks and tattoos. But they soon opened up to Harry, once he had proven to be much more than they thought.

"She's stable for now. The doctors are running a few scans right now." Harry's voice always seemed to soothe my anxiety levels - it was like music to my ears. His soft British accent could be heared from a mile away.

I must have passed out after that. When I regained my hearing, I heared another voice in the background of the room.

"We've run some tests on Miss Y/N. We couldn't find anything serious that may have caused her to lose consciousness. Until then, she'll remain in her current state, but we expect her to wake up in a day or so. We'll continue to monitor her health..." I heard Harry sigh heavily as the doctor left. The scrape of a chair signalled that he had moved his position closer to me.

"I'll leave you two alone. She'll be okay, Harry..." My mum whispered quietly before leaving.

I could feel him holding my hand, drops of tears fell against my wrist as he began to speak to me. "You know, I've always thought about marrying you. I mean, I know you're parents don't like me that much... God I hope they do, or else I'd have to fight them for you. I mean, before you, I couldn't see my future. Not five, not ten years from now. But when I'm with you, my future is so crystal clear. I see us holding hands, smiling and always being together. I'd probably drop you off at work because, to be honest, your car is a shit bomb." I tried to laugh, knowing it was true. "You'd prepare me a good home-cooked meal after I'd get back from the studios. We'd cuddle on the couch and watch your favorite sappy romance movie. And maybe five years down the track, we'd have a few kids..." He stopped to take a short breath, his voice getting softer. "I know you said you only wanted two, but hell, I'd raise a whole soccer team with you. And I know you wanted to name your kids Darcy and Mason, and I promise we'll make it happen. Just wake up for me, babe. Please wake up."

He grabbed my hand tighter, and made a soft kiss in the middle of my palm before placing my hand to cup his face. It was killing me. I hated seeing him upset like this, and knowing I was the reason, made me feel worse. I tried so hard to respond to his actions... But nothing worked.

By now, I could hear Harry sobbing against my chest. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair and comfort him like I always would. I was trying so hard, just anything to tell him I'm here.

Harry's POV:

I tried to hold myself together and stay strong for Y/N. But the more I looked at her beautiful face - frozen and still - I couldn't help but breakdown beside her. I placed myself against her chest and began sobbing. I don't know what I'd do without her. She's the only source of happiness I have in my life. I don't care where I am in the world, as long as I get to spend every minute with her by my side.

"Babe, please... I don't know how to live life without you in it. Wake up. I need you." I cried into her shoulder as I pleaded for her to wake up.

"You're the only person that truly matters to me. You're the one I want to wake up to every morning, the only one who will ever look good in my shirts, the one who I want to spend the rest of my life with, and I swear to God, no one can love another person as much as I love you. Don't leave me. Don't leave us. Please, please, wake up." I grabbed her soft hands and intertwined her fingers between mine. I quietly held in a sob before moving my body closer to hers, attempting to feel her body heat.

"I'm not going anywhere..." I knew that voice. Her voice. I looked up at her with tears in my eyes. She was awake. My girl was finally awake. The next thing I did was the only thing I knew how to do. Hug her tight and kiss her.

"Oh god, Y/N... You scared me! I was so worried about you. Please don't ever do that again." I kissed her once more. "I love you so much."

"I love you." She smiled, pulling me closer towards her and hugging me against her chest. Knowing me too well, she ran her fingers through my curls as she attempted to comfort me. I loved this girl with every fibre of my being. There was no way in hell I was ever letting her go.

Your POV:

We laid there together for some time - Harry against my chest - before the doctor came back in, along with my parents following behind.

"Oh good, Y/N, you're awake." The doctor walked to the end of the bed, files attached to his clipboard in his hand. My mum and dad rushed to my side, kissing me on my forehead and sitting on the two chairs beside my hospital bed.

"We've reviewed your test results and the only conclusion we can make is that you collapsed and lost consciousness as a sign of high levels of stress and lack of sleep." I thought about his statement. I wasn't feeling stressed or tired throughout the week. I felt fine.

Harry laced his fingers with mine and tightened his grip. I looked at him, smiling and admiring his good looks. I was too in love with this boy of mine for my own good. I looked towards my parents; even though I barely saw them, I'm glad they were here with me today. After the doctor explained a few things, he left the room again.

"Honey... You had us all worried. Especially this one," she points to Harry, "he wouldn't dare leave your side." My mother brushed her fingers in my hair and kissed my temple. "Now that I know you're okay and safe under Harry's watchful eye, we're going to head off. I love you sweetheart." My dad stepped in front of her, kissing my temple and telling me he loved me before leaving.

I looked at Harry as he smiled at me widely. "What?" I asked him. He rubbed patterns into the palm of my hand using his thumb.

"You know I love you right?" He looked at me deeply and I swear I could've died right then and there. Those eyes had me at first sight and I was truly captivated by him.

"Of course I know. And I love you."

"Then marry me." I stopped and looked at him as though he had grown two heads.

"What?" My eyes grew bigger; his tone was so serious, and Harry never jokes about this stuff.

"I love you, you love me. I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you. Every minute and every second of each day to come. I can't imagine my life without you. I want you to wake up next to me every morning, I want you to be the mother of my children, and I want you to spend the rest of your life making me the happiest man on this planet. You are my purpose. So Y/N, if you will, marry me?"

I was in such shock. I wanted to answer him, but no words formed in my mouth. So I did the only thing I knew how to. I kissed him and I kissed him hard. He knew my answer was yes.

"I love you." There was no way I was letting go of him. He had made me the happiest woman on Earth.