Harry Styles Imagines

Don't let me go...(P.2)

Niall's P.O.V

The doctor said that she'll be fine and that it's just that her blood pressure dropped. I called her therapist who she stopped going to 8 months ago since she felt like she was finally getting better after all of the panic attacks, anxiety and depression, well, until it happened again today. All the boys but harry was here, concerned, walking around, cutting calls from Harry who keeps calling every other minute...but it's a been a hot second since the last time...

"Hey Payno, any calls from Harry?" "Nah mate, I think he might have slept." "No way Liam, that guy would probably end up learning how to fly trying to get away from there." "True...I'll just call Gigi and ask if everything's alright." He walked away. Y/n was our best friend...well, one of our best friends. We all had our doubts when we first met her, Harry wasn't the best at picking his girls, and well, dealing with the management and fans wasn't very liked by his dates either. But she...she's just something. Beat the management, has Harry wrapped around her finger, can be an absolute b*tch when she has to and yet she's a precious little angel. I hope she'll be alright-

"Where is she?" "Wha-" "HARRY?!" "hOW DID YOU GET HERE?!" "Long story short, I had to distract the girls and run and catch a cab and...that's not the point. Why are we in a hospital?" "Oh I don't know, it's not like you just slapped your girlfriend a few hours ago." "It was a mistake..." "Yeah okay that doesn't matter now harry. Go back." "No. She is MY girlfriend for the sake-" "No Harry. You just can't say that." 

"Can you all please quiet down a bit? Thank you."

Harry's P.O.V

"I'm going to go talk to the doctor." "You-" "Don't try to stop me Liam. Please." I slowly knocked on the doctor's door. "Come in!" "Thank you Dr..." "Andrew." "Right...Dr.Andrew...uhm can I know if Y/N is alright?" "Y/N? How are you related to her?" "I'm her boyfriend." "Hm...well she's alright now, blood pressure had dropped, it was probably an anxiety attack." "Oh..." "Any idea as to why that happened?" "We...we had a fight and..." "Hm...it happens...I've been married for only 8 years now. Fights happen, we make mistakes, people try to force us to do somethings against to what we want to because...well they have the right to advise you! But as long as you love your partner, it is quite forgivable, isn't it?" "...Yes doc...Thank you." "You can see her in 20." "Okay doc."

I walked out with a sigh. I regret doing so many things in the last few hours. Why? Why did I do that? Why did I hurt her? She didn't deserve that...

"What did the doctor say?" "I can see her in 20 minutes." "Oh...well..." "I don't want to see her Louis, don't worry. I'm going back home." "Are you sure? I mean...I don't want you to see her but you were fighting to let u see her." "yeah...no it's...It's okay, I don't think I should see her. Tell her that I love her." "We...will."

I decided to take a cab back. Not because I didn't want to see her but because I feel like I really don't have the strength to. What if she's mad at me? She probably is but...

I rang the doorbell. "Coming!" 

"Who-Wait it's Harry." She opened the door quick. "H-" "I'm sorry." That's all I said before walking in and up to my room and closing it before falling onto the bed and crying into my pillows.

Your P.O.V

I slowly opened my eyes, bright lights blinded me.

I'm in a hospital....wait..I'm in a hospital?! How did I...I teleported?! no wait you can't do that...how did I reach here?!

"You're awake!" "Huh?! Oh...yeah sorry just caught me off guard. How did I reach here?" "Your friends brought you here." "Friends? but...okay but why?" "You've been unconscious for almost an hour." "Oh..." "Can I let your friends to see you?" "Uhm...yeah sure"

"Hey y/n...you feeling better now?" "Yeah...wait how did you guys even find me?" "We were looking for you and your car was parked out so..." "Ohhhh that makes so much more sense. The door was already unlocked I assume." "Yeah...very NOT safe." "Mhmm...Lou is...is Harry here?" "He..no." "Oh. Is he alright?" "Yes." "Oh..right...okay" that made me sad. I mean... I thought he'd be very concerned and will run in first. He was angry at me though. "Are you not hungry?" "Very." "Want some sandwiches? There's a little place down the street and I heard the sandwiches taste AMAZING." "Come on lad" Liam shook his head and I just giggled. "Yes please Nialler" "See! She gets it! I'll bring it 15 minutes, hope you can wait?" "Sure."

Gigi's P.O.V

"Anyone else getting extremely concerned about Harry?" "Yeah..." "I'll go check on him." I walked up the stairs and knocked on his bedroom door. I could here faint sighs and whimpers inside. He finally opened the door. "Harry, come down." He looked up at me and had bloodshot eyes and a shaking hand. "I-" "Please? Eat something with us." He nodded. "Give me a minute please." "Of course." I heard the tap open as I walked down the stairs.

"Here." I passed him a plate with some leftover food and a salad on the side. "Thank you" he said, his voice not louder than whisper. We all just sat around the table, playing with our food, smallest amounts of food being eaten. "Ah f*ck this. Does anyone have any updates on Y/n? ...... No? Great." "I'm gonna call Niall"

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"Hey Niall-"

"I'll call you back in 5 I was gonna get some food for the boys and Y/N-"

"Y/N's AWAKE?!"

I looked at Harry as his eyes lit up

"yeah...oh sorry for not calling she got up like 20 minutes ago."

"Oh...Is she alright?"

"uhh yeah i guess so! Wait...is Harry home yet?"

"Yeah yeah he's...uhm...eating..."

"Right...Y/N had asked about him."

Harry looked down to his feet, playing with his fingers nervously.

"And?"

"And...we said that he wasn't there and didn't seem to be surprised when we said he wasn't"

"Oh..right okay uhm...go ahead and make sure she eats well."

"Of course, take care."

"You too."

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"So that's a relief." "Yeah, I'm glad she- Harry are you okay?" I turned to Harry to see tears running down his face and quivering lips. "I didn't mean to..." his voice cracked. In the long past years I've known him, I've never seen him so...vulnerable.  I and the girls just shared sad looks, knowing that there's not much we can do.

Harry's P.O.V

"I'm...I'll just go for a drive and uhm...I'll probably be back late, don't wait for me, you can go to bed...or do you want me to drop you back...?" "No it's alright, Liam texted that he'll drop us...just be safe and don't come back driving if you're gonna be drinking." I just nodded as I took my coat and walked out the door. 

Maybe she'll be happier with me gone anyway...