Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Damsel in Distress

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"Ready?" Harry looked at me concernedly while I nodded determinedly. He held my hand before signalling his bodyguards to take the lead in front of us.

The store door that we've been shopping opened, and the noise and reality of the outside world comes rushing in. Camera flashes everywhere, fans jumping up and down, screaming Harry's name in a frenzy. I blinked several times, still never used to the flashes that comes with dating the famous Harry Styles even though I've been in a fan mob countless times.

Still, Harry always ask if I'm alright every single time before we step into the crowd. And of course, every time, I reply that I'm good, because who needs me complaining about my claustrophobia and me feeling under the weather when he's got enough to deal with already?

The bodyguards ordered the fans and paps to clear a way for us to get back to our car but fans crowd around me and Harry anyway, Harry holding my hand firmly in his.

Harry smiled politely and stopped occasionally to fulfill some fan's wishes and I put on my brave face even though I could hear some insults being shouted out at me.

My headache's getting worse, and it's definitely not helping being in this tight condition. I held on to Harry tighter and tried to tell him, but my small voice is completely covered by the crowd's screaming.

My lungs are fighting for oxygen with hundreds of people, and my breathing significantly increased.

"Harry, I-" I tried again but the darkness consumed me.

Harry's POV

Y/N's grip on my hand loosen and I heard screams coming from behind me. I turned around and felt myself being pulled down a little as Y/N slumped to the ground.

Her eyes slipped shut and she collapsed just like that. Weightless. 

My baby girl. No, no, this couldn't be happening. Fans were screaming, paps were flashing, how could they stand they while my world is falling apart right in front of me?

I bent down and caught her before she fell completely to the ground. Her body felt floppy and lifeless against my arms but she's still breathing.

"Move! Give her some space!" I hollered at the mob, breaking down on the inside. I don't care about being nice to them anymore, I just want my baby to be safe.

I hoisted her and carried her in my arms effortlessly, the crowd finally clearing a way for us as they sensed how serious the situation was.

I ran towards our car, my bodyguard quickly switching on the ignition and drove off towards the nearest hospital while I sat at the back with Y/N in my arms, still unconsious.

"Baby, please tell me you can hear me. Please wake up... Baby, I need you." I pleaded but her eyes was still shut, she was fortunately still breathing though.

I don't remember how we got to the hospital but soon, Y/N was sent to a room and the doctors immediately attended to her while I filled out enquiries.

I sat outside her hospital room, running my hands through my hair countless times, all the while praying to God that she'll be alright.

God knows when, the doctor finally emerged from the room and told me that Y/N's fine, she just lacked oxygen and didn't have anything in her stomach for the past 10 hours. The doctor granted me permission to visit her now, as she's in a stable condition.

I breathed out a sigh of relief and shook the doctor's hand, grateful for his help. I rushed inside the room, eager to see if she's really alright. Other than being a bit pale, she looked fine. She gave me a weak smile and I sat down beside her bed.

"Y/N darling, why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well when we're out there? Are you all right now? Do you need anything?" I bombarded Y/N with questions.

"I just got this mild headache but I thought it was nothing. I thought I should be fine after we passed through the mob but... Yeah." Y/N laughed softly, trying to lighten the mood.

"Do you have any idea how worried I was? And have you been skipping your meals?" I demanded. 

"I wasn't hungry this morning...." Y/N defended weakly and I took her small and fragile hand and sighed.

"Y/N, you know better than that. You need to have your breakfast even if you don't feel like it, honey. Are you deliberately skipping your meals nowadays?" I narrowed my eyes at her suspiciously.

"NO!" Y/N blushed while she protested. We stayed in silence after that, her hand still in mine. I sighed again, resting my forehead against our entwined hands.

"The important thing is that you're alright now." 

Y/N nodded and added: "Yeah.... Harry, you're not mad at me, are you?"

I looked up at her and smiled: "No baby, I'm sorry if you think that way. I was just so worried about you. I thought you might've hit your head on the pavement, I thought you might've-"

Y/N's finger on my lips. "Shhhh.... but I'm alright now, see? You overthink things, silly Harry." She let out a soft giggle.

"Only for you."

Y/N grabbed my hand and confessed: "I love you, silly Harry."

"And I love you too, fainting Y/N."

"Hey! I'm telling the nurse that you're bullying me!" Y/N threatened and we both cracked up, forgetting about the incident already.