Thantophobia // H.S.

I kneel by his side, grabbing his hand. I cringe at the clear wires pumping medicine into him. Every moment is precious now. This can't happen. Not again.

His dark circled eyes watch me as mine water, dripping tears. Everything we've been through and it will soon all be gone.

He brushes his thumb against my cheek. I hold onto his hand, this may be the last time I ever feel him. "Please don't cry princess. I am nothing to cry over." His sweet voice tells me. How could he say that?

I jump in the bed next to him, our eyes making contact. A few more tears fall down my cheek. "I'm scared Harry. You can't leave me." His hand finds the back of my neck pulling me closer. His lips brush against mine, "I'm not going anywhere."