Harry Styles Imagines - •Please survive•

It feels like I have been lying here for forever. I am lying on a sticky wet liquid, and I soon realize it's blood. My blood. This is when I first blackout. I wake up and start to cry again, hoping someone will find me. I don't want to die out here in the woods, but I know that it will happen. I blackout once again.

I hear steps in the grass now. Twigs of trees breaking under the pressure of human footsteps. I cry again. "Please let them hear me," I think to myself. "Please." I feel the strong arms of someone pick me up and run out of the woods that I was trapped in.

I see streetlights and hear muffled sirens. I now feel someone else trying to take me away from the arms that had picked me up, but they just bring me into a warm room and lay me down on a soft mattress. I blackout for the last time.

My chest feels as if it ways a thousand pounds, and it gets harder with each breath, but I can't move, I can't talk, I can't even open my eyes. I want to tell Harry that I am okay, but I don't know where he is. I don't even know if he is alive.

A strange feeling starts to come to my body. It feels like I am floating, but everything is black, except a small yellow light. I know that this is the end, but I fight the urge. It is so hard to, it is trying to suck me in, but I am slowly slipping farther away. The light disappears as I finally begin to hear something from the outside world.

"I am so sorry. I am so, so very sorry." I hear the familiar deep voice with the strong british accent. I know at that moment it is Harry. I begin to feel my body again, I feel a warm hand, their fingers intwined with mine. I try to squeeze it as hard as I can, but I am so weak.

"Are you there, hun?" I hear Harry say again.

I just respond with a quiet "Mhm." I then hear a slight sniffle as I tried to open my eyes. The light was blinding and all I could see were blurs. I saw a figure of a man. "Harry? Is, is that you?" My throat was so dry, it feels like I hadn't been able to drink anything for months.

""Yeah, babe. I'm here. I have been here the whole time." My eyes began to focus and I could finally see Harry clearly. His brown curls all messy, big dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes blood shot red. Tears were streaming down his face and I tried to lift up my arm. It felt like it weighed a ton. I felt so weak, but I was able to lift my arm up high enough to wipe some of his tears off his cheek with my thumb.

"I love you so much. I thought I lost you. I was so scared. Terrified." Harry sounded so relieved now that I was up. He then brought his lips close to mine and kissed me. "(Y/N), I need to get a doctor. They need to make sure you are fine." Harry got out of the chair and ran towards the door. I then heard him yell at the top of his lungs, which resulted in my already pounding head to throb more.

The doctors walked through the door and looked at me stunned. "(Y/N)? You woke up?" The doctor said wide eyed, then looked at Harry. I couldn't quite hear what he said to him but Harry just nodded in agreement and smiled. "Harry, we would like you to leave so we can check her vitals." Harry left, leaving me alone in the room with the doctor and nurse that had taken care of me for however long I had been out of it.

"Sir," I began as the doctor looks up from the papers he was holding. "How long was I out for? A few days? A week?"

"A month and two weeks." He answers quickly, acting like I was asking what day it was. He said it with no emotion, then the nurse came to the side of my bed to talk to me.

"Your boyfriend was hear the whole time. He wasn't always able to keep in his emotions. I mean he kicked a few chairs in the waiting room when we said that we couldn't be by you twenty-four seven and when he broke down when we told him that we didn't think you were going to make it on the first night you came in, but he stayed here. He never left your side. He sat in that chair for the whole month, the only exceptions were to use the restroom and take a five minute shower. Whenever I asked why he wouldn't leave, he said that he was the last thing you saw, and he wanted to be the first thing you saw when you woke up." She smiled and patted my shoulder, "You got yourself a keeper."

I smiled back at her. "I know. I have always known that."

"Okay, (Y/N). Let's get some blood work done, check your reflexes, blood pressure, and so on." The doctor told me as he took out a needle. After about ten minutes, all the tests were done. The doctor gave me some pain medicines and allowed Harry back into the room, when I could see, once again, was crying.

"Hey hun," Harry walks through the door and I smile with relief. He smiles back, showing the dimple that I absolutely can't resist. I try to lift my body up and move over to make room for Harry, but the pain in my arms hurts so much that I have to stop. That's when Harry's face falls, he then looks worried. With that look in my mind, I successfully move over and then pat the spot that I made for him. Harry comes over and once he lays down beside me, I put my arms tightly around him and rest my head on his warm chest. I can't hold in my tears and they began to flood out of my eyes.

"I love you so much." I say to Harry as I look up at him and he gives my another kiss on the lips.

"I love you too (Y/N). My worst fear was losing you, but I knew that you were strong enough to make it through this." Harry tells me as he kisses me again. Oh, how I missed those soft lips on mine. "I will always be here for you, love. You know that, right?" I nod slightly. I can feel my eye lids getting heavier and heavier, due to the pain medications, as I hear Harry's quiet breaths.

A few hours later I began to wake up again. Harry and I are still in the same position as we were before I fell asleep. I look up to see Harry asleep. I look around the room to make myself aware of my surroundings. Then I see a little black box. I slowly get up out of the bed, carefully so I don't wake Harry up. Once I put both feet on the ground, my head spins, I am so dizzy. I get a hold of something sturdy and walk towards the small table where that box is sitting. A grab the velvet box, open it, and then see a beautiful diamond ring. A close it with a snap. I quickly look back over at Harry, making sure he hasn't woken up.

I can't believe that he was going to propose. I mean, we have been together for a year and a half, but when was he planning on doing it? I look back at the box for a moment.

"The night of the accident, when I dropped you off at home, I was going to propose to you at your doorstep." I turn around to see Harry smiling is signature smile and I look down in embarrassment. I look back up to see him coming to grab the box. "Now that you found it, (Y/N)," Harry gets down on one knee and opens up the box to reveal the square diamond on the white gold band. "Will you marry me? I love you. Always have and always and forever will. The thought that I could've lost you kills me, but knowing that you are mine forever, well, thats better than anything in the world."

"Yes. I love you too." I kiss Harry as he puts the engagement ring on my shaking finger. I am so glad to have my best friend, the love of my life, with me right now, and promise me that he will be there forever. Happy and safe.

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