Bella's POV
I was woken up by the pounding of my head, from last nights fall i assumed. I felt around the mattress, realizing Harry's absence. I still had anger in my mind and hurt in my heart for my broken soul of a boy.
I wanted to be mad at him, at the same time wanting him to wrap me up a hold me tight. No, what he did was wrong and he needed to know. I crawled out of bed, the smell of bacon entering my senses.
On the table sat a plate full of food and a vase full of flowers. My heart smiled at the sight and so did I. Harry came through into the dining room, shirtless, wearing an apron. I silently swooned as I looked him up and down.
"Harry, what's all this?" i questioned him with a small smile.
"An "I'm sorry" breakfast, for you and I of course," he frowned, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. I showed him a smile, I knew I should be upset, but how could I?
I sat down at the small kitchen, timidly picking up the fork. I took my first bite, surprised as to how good it actually was.
"Harry this is amazing," i complemented him, he smirked back to me, taking a bite of his pancake.
"My mum's recipe," he bragged, tapping my nose. I giggled lightly, tapping his back.
We were to be heading home today and I couldn't be more nervous for what awaited at home. I knew Harry would be there but I still worried out of my mind.
"Harry?" i called.
"hmm?" he hummed, taking a sip of orange juice.
"can I be honest?" I questioned.
"of course, love, what's the matter?" he frowned, taking my hand.
"I-I'm scared Harry," I sighed softly, playing with my lip between my fore finger and thumb.
"of what?" he urged. I was almost too scared to tell him.
"I'm afraid of how things will turn out when we go back to America, with Niall, my mother, us," I cried.
"If Niall even so much as looks at you, i'll kill him. Your mother will come around, and we'll we're fine aren't we?" he assured me, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
Harry's POV
I didn't like that she thought the ways that she did, always overthinking. I couldn't tell her, not right now. I just took her into my arms and held her.
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The airport was oddly packed this afternoon as Bella and I made our way to our gate. I tightly held her hand as we made our way through the crowd of people.
Making it onto the plane alive was a miracle alone, getting to be with my girl for the next eight hours was another.
I rested my hand on her thigh, caressing it gently. I smiled over to her, grabbing her cold hand. She shot me a smile, biting down on her bottom lip. I had to look away before I took her right here, right now.
I simply lied my tired head on her shoulder to distract my need for her.
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Many hours had passed since we had been on the plane, I lied on Bella's bed at her dorm, watching her brush her hair.
"Bella?" I called, "Are you alright?" I asked her as she stood staring at herself in the mirror.
"I-I....Yeah," she smiled, i knew that look, she wasn't.
"Tell me the truth," I demanded, walking over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist. She twisted around in my grip to face me.
"Honestly Harry, I'm scared out of my mind being back here, I don't want to be left here alone," she explained, her breathing increased.
"I'm not going to leave you babe, you can count on it," I tried to explain but she was already shaking and breathing heavy.
"Harry, I-I can't breathe," she began to panic.
"Wh-what do you mean you can't breathe?" I cried, gripping her arms tighter to steady her.
She clutched her chest, her breaths heavier as she melted to the floor.
"Hold on Bella, we're going to the hospital," I yelled in a panic, I ran over to grab her keys.
"No- no," she cried, but i refused to let her stay here and something happen. I couldn't lose her too.
I picked her up bridal style, running for the car as she continued to struggle.
Bella's POV
My mind was running wild, i couldn't catch my breath and my heart was racing. What was wrong with me? Was i going to die?
Harry sat me in the passenger seat and ran around, pulling himself into the car. I didn't want to be weak, i didn't want to go to the hospital, but Harry insisted. My body began to feel like i was floating, my vision growing blurry.
Harry POV
I looked over to Bella noticing her head began to wobble, eventually she slumped over and was out cold.
"Bella!" i cried, my body grew rigid.
"Bella, what the hell, are you okay?" no response. shit.
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I carried my out cold, beautiful girl into the emergency room.
"Can someone give me some help here, my girlfriend passed out and she's not responding, i don't know what's wrong with her," i yelled, two nurses in scrubs came over to me with a stretcher, I lied her on it and they rolled her through two doors. I tried to follow but i was stopped.
"Sir, we need you to stay here. Someone will come get you when she's awake," they explained, pressing a hand against my chest. I stopped and said nothing as they rolled the love of my life away.
I found myself sitting in the same situation as a week ago with my mother. I couldn't lose Bella too, she was all I had left.
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The waiting game had finally took a turn when a man in a doctor's coat came out to me.
"Mr.Styles is it?" he questioned and i responded with a nod.
"Your girlfriend is doing fine and she requested we come and get you," I released a breath I hadn't realized i had been holding. I jumped from my seat, following the doctor to the back.
He led me down a dimmed hallway, many rooms were empty, only some were taken. Soon, he came to a stop, pushing a door open. There lied my girl, hooked to a breathing machine. My heart clenched at the sight.
"Are you okay baby?" I scrambled over to her. She silently nodded, grabbing my hand.
"She had a panic attack, and hyperventilated due to lack of oxygen, causing her to pass out," the doctor blurted out.
"Wh-where did it come from?" I questioned in concern.
"Well, it could come from many things, sometimes it just happens and sometimes it could be something tragic and changing," he explained. I nodded in shame, she was in this because of me, because i let her get assaulted.
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FanficIsabella Taylor was fresh out of high school, but unlike most normal 18 year olds, she fought with many things that no person should ever have to encounter. On the outside Isabella acted like everything was fine but on the inside she fought with the...