Harry Styles Imagines

You pass out

Sorry, it's been a while. I couldn't really come up with any ideas lol.
*you and Harry are going back to your shared apartment but you don't feel good*
"Harry! Y/n! Over here!"
"Are the rumors true?"
"Slut"
"Omg Harry I love you!"
"You're so pretty"
"Look here! I need a cover photo!"
You tilt your head down as you pass the screaming fans and paparazzi. Harry's arm is firmly around your waist as he holds you tight against his torso. Your head starts spinning.
"Harry I don't feel good" you whisper into his ear.
"Just breathe. We'll be at the car soon" he presses a kiss to your hair. You nod, trying to follow his instructions. You feel a wave of heat rush over you, with your head still spinning. You close your eyes tightly, trying to rid the feeling. You open your eyes to see the flashes of cameras in your face. Then you see black.
Harry's pov
Your grip is secure on your girlfriend. She starts to tremble slightly as you walk. You make sure to keep a hold of her. You suddenly feel her body go limp. She drops but you catch her before she crashes into the ground. Your heart drops as you see y/n lifeless on the ground. You hear fans start to panic and scream. You blink as the paps take every opportunity to get a good picture of the scene. Your surroundings soon become a blur as you focus on your girlfriend laying on the ground.
"Y/n?" You tap her cheek, trying to get her to regain consciousness. I can't lose her. She has to be ok. You panic as your palms start to sweat and your breathing gets unsteady.
"If everybody could please back up" a deep voice demands. Fans and paps don't listen to the random security guard.
"Please. She needs space" you say to the crowd. The local police help restrain them, creating more room. A man with a medical bag runs up to y/n.
"You know her?" He asks quickly while putting gloves on.
"Yeah. She's my girlfriend. Her names y/n" you tell him.
"She have any medical issues? Any allergies? Or medications?" He asks, putting two fingers on her neck.
"She's allergic to hamsters. I'm pretty sure she takes birth control. That's it" you tell the medic. You watch as the man moves his face near y/n's mouth.
"She's breathing and has a pulse" the man states. You release a breath you didn't realize you were holding. You run a shaky hand through your hair.
"So she's alright?" You ask, resting a hand on her cheek.
Your pov
You feel a hand on your cheek. You slowly open your eyes to see Harry above you, talking to someone. You ignored what they were saying.
"Haz?" You ask groggily. He quickly looks down at you, a smile spreading on his face.
"Hi y/n" he says softly, rubbing your cheek with his thumb.
"Hi, y/n, I'm a medic. Once you're ready, can you sit up? nice and slow" the man says to you. You nod your head. After a few seconds you sit up straight. Harry moves a hand to rub your back while the other is in your hand as you play with his rings.
"Good. Now can you tell me what happened before you passed out?" The man asks calmly. You take notice of the amount of people around. Harry notices your face change.
"It's ok" he coos, still rubbing your back. "Can we go somewhere else?" Harry looks to the man.
"This is the last question" he tells Harry.
"Um. I haven't felt good the whole day but right before, my head was spinning and I felt really hot and uneasy." You hesitate.
"Alright. Now want to stand?" He nods at me. I stand up slowly. "Good. If you have any problems after 24 hours; on going headache, dizziness. Call your doctor and get checked out." The man smiles before shaking Harry's hand. Harry grabs your hand in his and leads you to his car through the opening cleared by security.
"I'm glad your ok y/n!"
"What was that all about?"
"Stay strong"
You do your best to smile at all of Harry's fans as you pass. It's a little difficult because of the flashing cameras and security guards standing between you and the fans. Harry helps you into his car before driving off.
"You really scared me" he rests his hand on your thigh.
"Yeah?" You joke.
"Yes" he laughs, trying to use a serious tone.
"It was embarrassing" you sigh.
"It's ok. Nothing could've prevented it" he sympathizes.
"Still." You fret. Harry turns to laugh at you before returning to his gaze at the road. "Shut up" you hide a laugh, playfully hitting his chest.