suicide hotline~ h. s (x Reader)

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"why do you feel like this?" he asked softly. She looked up and searched his eyes for any sign of emotions she may not trust but she found none "I-I why am I so emotional?" she asked looking down. Harry used his hands to lift her head up. He looked into her eyes and smiled lightly. "I-I'm scared" she whispered. He nodded and brought her into a hug knowing she wasn't ready to tell him why. As the silence was thick with emotions y/n was slowly breaking inside. "don't... Let it out." he said pulling the fragile girl closer. And on que she started crying "just let it out." he whispered rubbing her back "Harry I'm done. DONE! WHY DID YOU FUCKING STOP ME FROM JUMPINGN?!!!" she yelled angrily "sweetheart I stopped you because I don't want you to suffer. If you did end up jumping then... You wouldn't have any help... Yes you would pass but I believe in the next world so you will go into a spirit and you'll still be sad... Human contact always helps people." he said softly. Y/n shook in his arms and tried to calm herself."I hate myself." she whispered finally opening up again. "don't hate yourself, darling." he shrugged and looked up at him. "what caused you to... Start this?" he asked gently. She felt a fear spur around her body as her heart beat began pounding faster and faster "hey y/n? Are you ok? He focus on me." Harry said trying to get her attention. She felt like seh was suffocating. She grabbed at her neck and stared at Harry and started to panic

Harry grabbed her shoulders making her sit still and look into his eyes "sweetheart! Y/n! You're here!" he exclaimed shaking her lightly. He's never been in this situation before. Soon enough her eyes opened and she looked at Harry before literally jumping onto him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders before sobbing "h-Harry... Save me.... I'm living my own nightmare." she whispered burying her face further into his chest "what is your nightmare, hun?" he asked calmly trying not to trigger anything. "I-I was raped." she whispered. Harry tried to fight the look of anger and sadness off his face before pulling her closer. "it's OK..." he whispered stroking her hair back. "if you want to go to sleep be my guest." he said softly. She nodded and fisted his tshirt before closing her eyes and relaxing. He drew shapes on her back trying to be there for her.