The beating of my heart is the only serenity I can hear, it soothes me , even though it marks a tragic event. Then, panic starts to set it, the serenity fades as my heart begins to pound through my chest, beating faster than ever. My lungs weren't given the chance to get a full air supply before my head met the concrete. I start to choke and cough. "Harry, where are you, did you leave me?" is what I thought to myself. I know he didn't leave me, but there is still that panic, because time is moving slower than ever but my air supply goes faster than ever and I don't want water to be my death bed. HURRY, HURRY, HURRY. You're just grabbing a towel? I guess when you panic and you have no control over yourself, everything seems so much slower. Like someone took control of you life and put you in slow motion. I feel sick, just laying there helpless, it sickens me. I'm so useless, I can't even save myself. I am going to die here. Did Harry trip and fall, maybe he knocked his head? More choking, the water bubbles above me. Am I sinking? What's going to happ--
A sudden crash against the water flees the worries from me. Harry jumped in the water. The sound of the water crashing against me soothes me, and I just wait. Then those hands, those reassuring hands take me by the waist. Then he safely swims me across the water, him underwater, me above. Not like it matters though, I can't breathe, but panic didn't set it, I know Harry had me, he saves me everyday from losing my sanity. I guess I swallowed a lot of water, but I didn't realize.
I feel safe, no more water surrounding me. No more water pulling me in, calling my name, wanting to pull me under it's force and take me away, forever. I'm with Harry now, i'm safe.
Harry quickly but gently set me on the ground. He preforms mouth to mouth, supplying me air. I can feel my face regain it's colour, and Harry's CPR helped me get my breathing back on track, but my air way was blocked. I could feel my stomach rising and lowering, the pattern repeating itself. The water trapped in my lungs is about to come out. Harry sees the warning, he gives my stomach a good press, helping me out. I thought I swallowed a lot, but I really didn't. Little amount of water came out of my mouth. I can move now!
I make a huge gasp while raising myself with my arms, using all the strength I had. I never had such a glorious feeling. I look at my surroundings, the pool. That thing that almost took my life away, then the sky. Then the person that fought against the odds and saved me.
Harry grabbed me, and put my head on his chest. His heart, it's racing faster than mine was. His arms wrapped securely around me, did I mention how safe he makes me feel? Then I hear him choke back a sob. I brush my hand through his wet hair, already forming those perfect curls.
"It's okay" I choked, surprised I managed to get that out.
He hugs me tighter, he no longer tried to hold in those sobs. He just let himself go.
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FantasyPain can destroy you, but everyone has their morphine. Harry is Adriana's . Can he save her from the hell she has to go through ?
