Harvey, Charlie or Leo?

Harvey...

He was lying on the floor with all his pills neatly placed on the sink. I sat him up and screamed. "Harvey? Harvey, can you hear me? Please answer." He just lay there with his eyes closed. I grabbed my phone and rang Karen (while crying)
Karen: Hello?
Me: h...h..hello
Karen: Grace? what's up?
Me: I found Harvey in the bathroom and he won't wake up!
Karen: I'll ring an ambulance and I'm on my way myself. Okay?
Me: o...okay...

I check for breathing and he was actually breathing. "Harv? Can you hear me? Listen, I don't know if you overdosed or you forgot to take them or whatever but don't worry. Everything's okay," suddenly I heard slight mumbles come from Harvey. I grabbed his hands as the blood from his wrist dripped onto me. I shook my head and grabbed his head as he lay there, motionless. "Babe? please answer. Wake up!" he started breathing heavily and started coughing. I heaved him up so he sat in front of the toilet. He bet down as I pat his back hard and the pills from his throat dropped down the toilet. He put his arms on the seat and bent his head down. He sniffed loudly and hysterically cried. His very pale face turned to me while he shook and breathed badly and heavily. he looked down and looked at the floor as he sat in the corner of the bathroom. Suddenly, Karen barged into the bathroom. "He's awake?" She asked as she was surprised to see him struggling to breath. I nodded and sobbed. The ambulance got here and took him off to hospital.