64. “Talk to me.”
65. “Look at me—just breathe, okay?”
WARNING: Car accident
It’s mid-afternoon on an unexpectedly hot day. You and Harry have been out since early morning, running errands and stopping in unfamiliar shops—just spending the day together. Now you’re in the car, windows rolled down while Harry drives you through the city. It’s cooled down a bit since you were dripping sweat earlier in the day, but it’s still warm.
“You sang tha’ wrong,” he comments, twisting the volume down to correct you.
“I do. They’re my lyrics.”
You laugh at him, turning the volume back up and belting out the next line incorrectly on purpose. He rolls his eyes at you playfully. The sun is shining through his window, lighting up half of his face and glinting off of his oversized sunglasses. You grin while you sing and Harry stops at an intersection to turn right.
It’s sudden when a car slams into the back bumper. Your vehicle skids forward into the intersection, seatbelt burning your shoulder. Brakes squeal around you, shouts erupt from onlookers. Your heart is racing faster than you’ve ever felt it, entire body quaking in your seat.
“Fuck,” Harry says, fumbling to unbuckle his seatbelt. He rushes from the car and flings your door open, unbuckling your belt and hauling you from your seat. You’re unable to process anything, mind stuck in a continuous loop of crunching metal.
Your eyes are closed as Harry strokes your cheeks. He’s sat you down off to the side of the road, out of harm’s way, and is kneeling in front of you.
“Talk to me. Are yeh okay? Are yeh hurt?”
Your trembling fingers wrap around Harry’s wrists and you shake your head gently. You’re not hurt. At least you don’t think you are. At this moment, you probably wouldn’t be able to tell if you were bleeding out.
Your eyes open to find a bleeding Harry. He has a cut along his eyebrow that screams scarlet and has started to run down his face. He swipes the back of his hand over his eye to keep it from obscuring his vision and you lose all of the air in your lungs, letting your eyes fall closed again.
“Y/N? Hey, hey.” He smoothes down your hair and then cups your face again. “Look a’ me—just breathe, okay?”
“You’re bleeding,” you’re able to croak out after a sharp inhale of air.
“’M okay, love. Promise ’m okay.”
Sirens cut through the crowd and a police cruiser pull up to the scene. Harry lifts his head to see the driver of the other car approach the officer. Your heart lurches as he starts to rise, and you tighten your grip on his wrists.
“Can you stay here?” you whisper, finally letting go of him and wiping at the tears that have now brimmed your eyelids. “Don’t leave.”
“Yeah, o’ course,” he agrees with a nod, sitting down and tugging you against his chest. His arms lock tightly around your body, holding you as close as he can get you. “’S all right, love. We’re okay.”
After watching “Welcome To The Madness”,here’s my prediction about Otabek Altin being a future (damn great) coach
Agape’s coreography it’s like is sewn on Yuri’s angelic appearance. Victor, as a friend and also newly-coach knows his skater’s personality very well, and he gives to him the unexpected “On Love” version because he definitely gonna kill it. But at the same time I feel like he didn’t follow Yuri’s heart (maybe because he was actually Yuuri’s coach, and he have to follow him first). I mean ok, Yuri also have a soft side, an “agape” who’s pictured by his beloved grandpa (and later, friends and yep, Beka), but I think that a skater have to make his best and gets some fun into the coregraphy, not demostrate their twisted inner psycology XD What I trying to said is, Otabek could be in future a freaking great coach: he saw what’s in Yuri’s heart from the very first minute, choosed the best song, and actually manage to agree with a so freaking particular personality like Yuri in just one night, finding the best moves together.
Otabek is a future genius coach. XD And here lies my two cents. THIS IS MADNESS! *throws confetti*
don't push yourself kiddo. but OMG imagine the s/o does that thing cats do when they're preparing to pounce on something in play. they duck down, their pupils get huge, and they wiggle a little before leaping! imagine their s/o does that to them and then once they have them pinned they purr and rub their cheek against his and give him kisses and he's gone he's dead he died his s/o is so cute its killing him tell his bro he loved him lol
THIS IS SO CUTE AHHHH
CATS ARE WONDERFUL
BUT WERECAT S/O??? POOR SKELES THEIR S/O’S CUTENESS KILLS THEM EVERYDAY
sana bakkoush?? yeah she’s amazing [digs into pocket] [pulls out thousands of photos of sana] she’s kicked my ass during our basketball matches [flips through them] im so amazed by her [shoves photos into your face] see this?? this was the first time she dragged me. she made my life better in every way. i love her so much