Catch Me || h.s

21. You Like Him

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Cece

I saw the wave coming at the last second, giving me a short amount of time to hold my breath and grab Harry's arm. The wave brought us back to shore and my hand was still holding Harry's arm. I wiped the water from my face and looked over at Harry who wasn't moving. In lightning speed, I got up and kneeled next to him.

"Harry wake up." I whispered. I straddled his torso and began to pump my hands on his chest. I sprinted towards his car and quickly got my phone to call 911. After telling them what happened I want back to Harry and kept pumping on his chest.

"Harry." I whispered, my voice cracking. Soon, an ambulance came and I watched a man perform CPR on Harry. Harry coughed, spitting out water and before I could hug him, the paramedics put him in the back of the ambulance.

"Wait he's breathing, he's okay he doesn't have to go to the hospital." I told one of the paramedics.

"Unfortunately he didn't get CPR done immediately, so we have to run some tests and make sure his lungs are okay." He told me kindly. I was aloud to ride in the back of the ambulance with Harry and that's when I noticed how pale he was. He turned his head to look at me and weakly smiled.

"Hi." He said quietly.

"Hi Harry." I took hold of his hand and squeezed gently. He looked at me for a while before turning towards the paramedic.

"Give her something to wear, she's cold." Harry ordered and I couldn't help chuckle.

"Harry, I'm not cold."

"I don't care if you're not cold, you're in a freaking bathing suit and I'm pretty sure this guy is enjoying it." He whispered. Some of the color came back to his face and I just smiled at him.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't have anything she can wear." The paramedic apologized.

"Well then turn around and don't stare at her." Harry said. The man blushed, turning around so that he wasn't facing me and I lightly slapped Harry's chest.

"Don't be rude." I laughed.

"Play with my hair." He demanded, closing his eyes.

"In the movies, doesn't the guy play with the girls hair?" I asked jokingly.

"My hair is more luscious." Harry stated simply. I laughed and played with his brown curls and he hummed in satisfaction.

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I sat in the waiting room, wearing only my swim suit. A few people would walk by and stare at me but I didn't care. I only cared about Harry being okay. There were some people at the hospital who were fans, and I took pictures with them. Most of them were guys, but they were actually fans, not just perverts who only wanted a picture with me because I was in a swim suit.

Niall showed up, holding a dark grey t-shirt. He handed it to me, and I quickly slipped it on.

"Sorry, I was at Ed's and I just stole one of his shirts." He apologized. I told him it was okay and told him what had happened with Harry.

"He'll be fine." Niall said confidently.

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He was fine. Harry was aloud to leave later that day, and Niall drove us back to the beach to get Harry's car. I was still only wearing a t-shirt and I didn't feel like changing when we got back.