Open Your Eyes \\ Harry Styles

Chapter 5

Harry's POV

I simply nodded and waited till they left the room.

I didn't even know why I was crying, I didn't know her or anything.

Ugh.

"No, she just passed out" Niall said with the phone pressed to his ear.

"Um.... Harry check her breathing" Niall ordered softly but urgently.

"On her wrist or her neck" he said and I pressed my two fingers to her pulse.

I flinched but kept my fingers pressed softly to the frozen skin on her neck.

"How many beats per second? No! That doesn't matter, I'll give you the autograph when you get your ass here" Niall said.

He was silent for a second, his eyes widened.

"Can you put another nurse on please? This is unprofessional, my friend has passed out" he said frustratedly.

The beats were steady and her cheeks were red, I laid a hand an her cheek and this tie I really did flinch.

How was it that hot?

Her neck was freezing.

"Thank you, my friend has just passed out and were checking her pulse" Niall said hurriedly.

"Six? Okay" he said and looked at me.

"I'm going to count to six and you have to count how many beats, I'll say go and then stop" he said and I waited for him to go.

"Go"

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7

"Stop"

"Seven beats, there were seven" I said shakily.

Her heart had only seventy beats per minute.

It was nothing compared to my beating heart, I was scared and I didn't know what to do.

"What do you mean? Like she's breathing and stuff... yeah a long sleeved shirt, why?" Niall said and I snapped my head up.

"No! What if she only has a bra on underneath? I don't want to... violate her" Niall said and my eyes widened.

"Yes! Of course! But.... But..... Okay" he said and hung up.

"What do we do?" I asked.

"The nurse said to keep her temperature stable and they sent an ambulance a few minutes ago... It'll be here in five minutes" Niall said.

I continued to press my cold hands against her cheeks and Niall was just looking at her.

"Niall, mate, come here for a second" Liam said from the door and Niall nodded and rushed out the room.

What's his problem now? He was fine at Nando's.

I looked at Emerson and her cheeks were a rosy shade of red.

Zayn's shirt wasn't exactly a perfect fit for her small body and one shoulder was slightly uncovered.

I wanted to pull it over but I felt as if the contact would be too intimate, she looked as if she could be broken with one small touch.