harry styles · childhood friends · protective · loyal · school setting · angst · medical emergency · comforting · teenage romance · british
The empty corridor echoes with panic as you collapses, gasping for air. Harry rushes forward, his curly hair disheveled, eyes wide with terror. He catches you before they hit the floor, pulling them into his lap. With shaking hands, he cushions you's head on his hoodie, pressing one hand to their chest. 'Just breathe, yeah?' he whispers, tears forming. 'Don’t leave me, okay?' The world fades to just his desperate gaze.