PIPER'S P.O.V.

"Harry! What are you doing here? Oh my god!"

I ran over to the doorway and jumped into his arms. I had never been more excited to see someone in my life; I didn't even care that he planned it behind my back with my mother. But, he seemed distant in our embrace and pulled away from me sooner than I would have liked.
James started to walk toward us and I waved him over.

"James, this is Harry! Harry, James. I'm so glad you guys can finally meet!"

They shook hands coldly and Harry looked back to me.

"So, what were you two talking about that was so funny?"

"Well, I was telling James that I needed a research topic for my Marine Biology paper and he suggested manatees, but they aren't even marine, so he said..."

Harry looked at me with a look of complete confusion and I realized that his question was rhetorical.

"We need to talk, Piper." He glared at James and continued, "alone."

He didn't even give me the chance to answer before grabbing my arm firmly and pulling me toward the stairs. When we got to my old room, he slammed the door shut behind him.

"What the fuck, Piper?"

"What? What did I do?"

"Really? You don't see how that looked?"

"Me and James? We were just talking! We're just friends and that was really rude for you to just pull me away in the middle of a conversation."

"Nice to see you, too."

"Harry, I'm so so happy that you're here! I just really wanted you to get to know him and my other friends but you instantly scared him off; You didn't even give him a chance!"

"How do you think I felt? I planned to surprise you but, hell, you surprise me! Coming to your brother's party with that pretentious asshole!"

"Ashlee was supposed to come, too! He's only a friend, Harry. Honestly, it means nothing!"

"Then, why are you okay with introducing him to your family and not me?"

He didn't seem angry anymore; he seemed hurt.

"Harry, is that what you think? That I don't want you to meet my family? I just didn't want to scare you off by moving to quickly. My parents are pretty intense as it is, which I'm sure you know now, and I didn't want you to think that I was more serious about our relationship than you were."

I saw him begin to calm down; at least he was no longer seething. I walked closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, laying my head against his chest. He finally brought his hands to my hips and held me there for a while.

"This doesn't mean I'll talk to him. I just don't want to waste the little time we have this weekend fighting."

He placed a small kiss on the top of my of my head and I nuzzled into his neck.

"You know, last night was fun and all, but now that you're here..."

I let my voice trail off as I pulled away from him and sat on my bed. He still wasn't in a good mood but seeing him so lively really turned me on. He let out a deep breath and walked to where I was sitting and I spread my knees apart to make room for him. He stood there, playing with my hair.

"I'm really don't trust him, Piper. I see the way he looks at you."

I tug on his shirt so that he's at eye level with me.

"Too bad I've got a thing for greasers."

He pushed me back onto the bed roughly, ripping off his jacket and throwing himself against me instantly. I slid my hand up his back and toward his hair.

"I can't even play with your hair when it's like this."

I started to pout playfully and he pinned my hands above my head, growling as he found my neck with his lips.

"That's alright. I don't plan on giving you much control," he spoke against my skin, directly under my ear, making me whimper in lustful desire. No, it was a need. I needed him. I tried to release my hands from his grip but with one hand, he held them there firmly, using the other to pull my dress up. His hand entered my panties without warning, making me gasp for air. He traced rough circles against my clit, causing uncontrollable movement in my legs, which he stopped by placing more or his own weight on them.

"Be still, baby; You haven't seen anything yet."

My eyes shut tight as ripples of pleasure surged through my body, making me shiver under his touch.

"Now, keep your hands right there."

He released them as I nodded in submission, not moving them from the spot he left them. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down to his knees, leaving them there as he yanked my underwear off without delay. Moving back to his spot on top of me, he replaced his hand against my wrists, making them cemented in place once again.

"We're going to make this fast, so just relax."

He placed a soft kiss on my lips as he thrust into me roughly, only giving me a second to adjust to his size, before pulling back and harshly pushing in again, going deeper this time. I let out an unstoppable moan that sounded more like a scream and his eyes turned darker with lust. He looked so sexy like that; in such ecstasy. I forgot why we had been arguing and gave into my sensuous delirium. Being intimate with him made everything else in the universe seem useless and unimportant. I already felt myself reaching my high; my fists tightened and his arm muscles flexed automatically, holding my hands in place.

"Harry!"

"Me too, love. Let it go."

I listened to his command and my body convulsed under the pressure of his body. My walls tighten and pulsate around him as I see his face contort into an expression, only familiar to me. He released into me, filling my body with warmth as he finally released my hands that were pale from lack of blood circulation. I immediately placed my hands on his back as he collapsed on top of me, rubbing it softly in a calming way. I started to regain my breath but he couldn't seem to grasp any air.

"Harry, are you alright?"

"Umm. I think so. My heart just won't slow down."

He pulled away from me and sat against my old headboard, fear in his eyes. I shuffled up toward him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Harry, what's going on? Talk to me."

"I... I don't know. It's freaking me out."

His hand clutched his chest and he kept breathing short quick breaths.

"Harry, what should I do?"

He didn't answer, continuing to gasp for air.

"That's it, I'm taking you to the hospital. Come on."

I pulled my dress down, not concerned with finding my underwear. He stands up slowly and I pull his pants back up, buttoning them again. I grabbed his hand and pulled him through my door, grabbing my purse as we headed toward the stairs. I held him around his waist to ensure that he didn't fall. Once we made it down, I decided to slip out through the garage so that we weren't stopped by anyone. I pulled my mother's keys off of the hook on the wall and unlocked the car, helping him climb into the passenger seat. After I pulled out of the garage, I placed my hand on Harry's knee, softly stroking it, trying to comfort him.

"Harry, just try to breathe deep breaths. We aren't far."

He simply nodded to me and tried to breathe in through his nose but they were still shallow breaths. When I pulled into the hospital, I followed the signs that said 'emergency'. Pulling up, the valet attendant took my keys and handed me a ticket, which I grabbed and ran to the other side of the car, helping Harry safely step out of the car. When we walked through the automatic doors, I motioned for him to sit down as I walked up to the nurse's station.

"Hi, umm, I need paperwork to check in my boyfriend. His heart rate is elevated and he's having trouble breathing."

"Okay, make sure both sides of this are filled out and-"

She was interrupted by excited tones of girls gathering around Harry, who was gripping his chest, becoming more unable to breath. The nurse ran around from behind the desk and I followed her to Harry's side.

"Please, leave him alone! You're going to stress him out."

A few girls realized that he wasn't well and gave him space but a few were still crowding him, ignoring my request. I pushed through them and helped him up, rushing him toward the nurses station and she hurried us into an empty triage room.

"I think it's best if you stay in here, Mr. Styles."

The nurse kindly handed me the clipboard with forms attached.

"Make sure both sides are filled out with as much information as possible and I'll come back in a moment to get it."

I smiled weakly at her and reached for the pen she held out to me.

"Alright, erm, I can do name, birthday, uhhh... that's it."

I filled in the areas that I could and asked for his wallet to fill out address, insurance and anything else I could find to help.

"I... I can do the rest."

HARRY'S P.O.V.

I couldn't think straight. My mind shot around, trying to remember how to breathe. My heart raced uncontrollably, never breaking its rapid rhythm. My hands shook but I gripped the pen and clipboard that Piper handed to me, determined to finish it quickly so someone could help me. Piper was trying, but there was nothing she could do. I filled out my family history with very limited detail. Once I got to the medication list, my mind seemed to make sense of it all. It was the god-damned pills I had been taking. I took one that morning and decided to take more when I got ready because I started to get tired. I wrote 'Adderall-non-prescribed' on that line while Piper looked over my shoulder. Her face proved that she came to the same realization that I did and she started to shake her head in disapproval. If I wasn't in such a state, surely she would have declared, 'I told you so', but she was only worried at this point. The nurse came back in and quickly took my paperwork back to her desk, promising to return within a couple minutes. Piper rubbed circles on my back and I continued to fight for air.

When the nurse finally returned, she led us through the back door, leading us to a room, asking me to lay on the bed as she began to take my vitals. As soon as she placed the heart rate monitor on my finger, the machine started to beep wildly, making Piper's eyes go wide. My vision blurred and I got dizzy until eventually, everything went black.

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When I woke up, I was able to breath normally but there was something on my face. An oxygen mask. I moved my arms and legs, finding Piper right by my side, grasping my hand as soon as she realized I was awake.

"Harry, thank god. How do you feel?"

I pulled the mask down from my mouth, feeling confident without it.

"I feel fine now. Just a bit dizzy still."

My head pounded and the room was spinning.

"You had an extreme panic attack because of too much amphetamines. Basically, you shocked your body, sending your heart overboard and you scared yourself when you couldn't control it."

"That was so scary. I thought I was having a heart attack."

"I know. I get panic attacks often. I had a bad one a few weeks ago actually."

"What? Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"I don't know, I guess I was just embarrassed. I didn't want you thinking I was crazy."

She chuckled at herself because of the situation we were in.

"You shouldn't ever feel embarrassed with me, Piper. You can tell me anything."

She picked up the phone, calling the nurse's station to inform them that I was awake. She hung up and told me they would be a little while.

"Well, I think it goes without saying; No more Adderall. The doctor will come in and give you a speech, but I'm telling you that I'll kill you if you do this to me again."

"I'm so sorry, Piper. I can't believe this happened. After sex. At your brother's party. Fuck; your family is going to hate me now."

"No, don't think that way. I've talked to my mom; she's just glad you're okay. We'll be able to leave once they check your vitals and everything's normal. The party won't end until late. We won't miss the whole thing."

I patted the hospital bed and asked for her to join me. She laid down, resting her head on my chest as I played with her hair.

"I'm such an idiot."

We both laughed in agreement.

"Yeah, you really are. I wish I could be more mad at you."

We laid in silence for a while and I felt that it was a good time to talk about meeting her brother and cousins.

"So, your cousin tried to come onto me."

"Fucking Sarah, I'm going to kill her. Did Rachel talk to you?"

"Yeah, I signed something for her. She was sweet. Your brother was...erm... well, he cares about you."

"Oh, god, I don't even want to know what he said."

"Just that he doesn't want to see you get hurt...again."

"Oh."

She was holding something in. I didn't want to step over my boundary but I wanted to know what it was.

"Piper, who's Matthew?"

Notes

Sorry that I didn't update yesterday; I was at Disney and was soooo tired when I got home. Also, I wrote most of this during class (haha) so I hope you enjoyed!!! Please comment! How do you think Piper will react to the Matthew question? How will Harry react to her explanation? What do you think about Harry's experience? <33 rate and subscribe if you haven't! xx