Chapter 42: Don't you dare leave me, Hiromi.

It would then be another day for her to pass by. In the morning itself, she had signs of giddiness, but she boldly and carelessly neglected it and got the nerve to arrive the spot in the morning before time and perhaps it was some reason that the owner never hated her and always paid before time.

All the way through her way to college she was strangely holding her head and was managing tough carrying her bag. It was then when Ray happened to discern her in the way and took the courtesy to carry her bag-pack, she gave a formal smile, less forced up and continued up the tough ambling.

Once she reached the threshold of her classroom, she sighed, grateful that the class hadn't started yet. She spared a glance at the watch and it was still time. Strangely, Tyson had his cheeks slammed over the surface of the desk, mouth open, and little audible snores of the morning coming from him. She sighed hopelessly about it, and made her way through the lanes between the benches to the seat behind him, beside Margot.

She thumped her pack beside her and that caused her friend to acknowledge her presence and she rose from her state of mind from reading the book.

"Mornin' " Margot greeted.

"Morning' Margot." She sighed again and kept her head on the desk.

"What's wrong?" she asked casually.

"Uhmmn-" she gave a little hiss, implying 'nothing'.

"Tell me already Hil."

"Argh, little whirling head…I'm helpless about it."

"Uh, why?" Margot made a curious face.

"How am I supposed to know?" She mumbled as her eyes were shut.

"Oh then. Let me guess..." Margot pondered, really pretending to do that, placing her index finger on her chin gazing at the glass panels.

"Start…" Hilary mocked her voice barely audible.

"Any good news?"

The statement caused the brunette to deliberately raise her head and give a wide glare to her friend with the florid flush on her cheek.

"Darling, stay calm, he's just right in front of us." She reminded. That caused the brunette to get a sick feeling in her chest. Her face from being crossed turned to be that of ghostly of cold sweat.

"He is asleep, stop making that demeanor." Margot gave a satisfied answer.

"You are a sometimes a jerk." She grumped

"Consequences of ignoring me" Margot chuckled.

"Huhhaaaaa"

Both the girls shifted their eyes to the blunette who woke just, now his arms contently being stretched in the air. Unreasonably, uncontrollably, she blushed. The guy had got the nerve to completely express his drowsy state openly in the class, not that anyone minded.

Feeling the presence of his so called 'Love', he turned his head back, casting his partner almost to collapse to the ground, little did the guy had the courage to interfere.

"Hello girls." He smiled, almost fluttering flirty. Hilary sighed as her eyes closed for a fleeting second.

"Hi Tyson!" Margot greeted cheerfully.

"Hi!" he grinned and her gaze perfectly and inevitably adjusted to Hilary's ruby orbs.

"So Tyson, you hadn't slept last night, eh?"

"Huh? Why? "he gasped a little, "You mean it because I was sleeping a while before?"

"Yeah, Hilary is stubborn; she must have kept you the whole night awake. Haven't she?" Margot marked confidently.

Both the teens blushed like tomatoes, their eyes almost soaking out of their sockets.

"It's nothing like that!" they blurted loudly and were the centre of attention of the entire class for some time.

"Don't speak the things that don't make sense." The champ asserted, shaking his head.

"Alright, I thought you sleeping in the class and her giddiness made some beautiful sense."

"That would never happen." Both of them said involuntarily, followed by flushed embarrassment.

"Well then, can we get started with some Chemistry?" The statement made more discomfort, especially as the word was really making total different sense.

However the air was restored quickly when there was a cough from their Lecturer and the three friends took the plunge to take out their books.

Their attitudes involved too stubbornness, tiredness and aloof from today's chemistry.

"I've been running through the jungles…"

"Students, let's get started with chap 16." The lady marked in conferring and cheered up demeanor.

Hilary was smiling, reason unknown to her. Her demeanor was interesting, worthy for Tyson to note that. She was simply brushing her gaze at her desk with closed reader and he would have given her an exceedingly confident smirk for that.

The only thing that faltered her smile was her headache that was now really worse. She tried to concentrate at the lecture. The lecturer was blabbering something about electric current and its properties. Rather than that, she felt she was receiving the volts first to herself; she was blinking hard at that time, trying to ease her mind. She wasn't the type of student, say who stares at the board for the sake of not getting a tongue lashing comment in the class, but then she could literally feel the temple of her forehead tingling in beatings, as the pain deteriorated by the second. She tightly closed her eyes slightly lowering her gaze pretending like she was gazing at the book.

"So we can derive equations from this. Look carefully," the lady continued and it seemed like everything was perfect in the class not knowing about her favorite student.

Hilary was the girl by the time to be pitied the most. She was badly enduring the severe flinching pain in her head and she felt like screaming loud, tearing her hair from the scalp for easing the pain but sadly, that wasn't gonna happen.

She sighed constantly, letting her inner soul to calm down for a few seconds. Tyson was right in front of her but then, he sadly was unaware of her sufferings at the moment. She had got that impulsive trust that the capped guy was the one who could save her from the turmoil she was right in the moment.

What the heck! The things get stranger by the minute I feel alright. Argh! Is my head gonna blow or what!

She was almost panting. It was then when Margot turned her head to her friend and noticed her.

"Hils, what happened?" she mumbled.

"My head…" she managed to utter.

"Hilary? Is everything alright?"

"Huh!" they were taken aback and looked at their teacher who seemed worried.

"Yeah." She let a small smile, forcing the blunette to give her a side glance.

She stood from her seat a little abruptly and headed out and excused politely and ambled off the class. The worried maroon eyes were gazing her all through the way she could be seen. Her legs were almost trembling as she walked, telling that she would take some tablets that she had kept in her locker. The lady nodded and she knew that Tyson knew that she wouldn't dare to say that if she meant 'pills'.

He briefly nodded. The colors of her face seems to be faded, on her own, with perhaps nothing to hold her, she seemed helpless, she seemed miserable and yet her persistency made Tyson even more protective of her. He wanted so badly to protect her and shield her from all the pain. Currently, he was trying to envisage her state and was trying to get the slip to get off. The teacher bit her lower lip, seeming worried of her student and she wondered if everything was alright with her. She literally didn't want to continue the class till then, so she subtly avoided continuing further by initiating a conversation with the students. She hoped that it would make up till the time Hilary is back.

"So, what happened to her, Margot?" The lady asked, smiling.

"Uhmn, I don't know, she seemed fine in the morning but then, this is a little sudden, no idea, ma'am."

"Oh, maybe she forgot her breakfast? Is that true, Tyson?" she said a little fidgeting. In her now mien, she was no less than Ms. Kinacid. Tyson sighed.

"Her diet has plummeted, what I can do?" he said, expressing hopelessness.

"Oh, that's bad. I guess I will talk to her later." She shook her head, "Anyways, hopefully you guys haven't forgotten your breakfast. Right?"

"Yes!"

"Good."

Then, there was an awkward silence that they found a bit hard to deal with.

"Uhmn, Margot, can you please check out what's taking her so long?" she said squirming a little.

"Ye-"

"No, wait. I'll go." Tyson interrupted, determined to check. He was not minding the weird gazes he was receiving from his classmates.

"Oh-okay."

He headed through the expanse of the corridor leading to the locker's arena. On his way, he could hear some moaning, that caught his attention and he turned to his right side and learnt that those were coming out from the washroom. He could hear the water bellows, envisaging that perhaps she was thumping her face with water balls of the basin for revival. He meticulously entered inside and the bright yellow lights all at whim made him flinch a little. Nonetheless, he managed to enter, and saw her crying on the verge of breaking.

"Hil!" he rushed towards her and held her shoulders and arms, trying to shake her and stop her from the hurtful sobs. She couldn't stop from whimpering. She was holding her head in her hands clinging her hair, her face wet with water that she has wetted herself with. Her fore hair was dripping with water. He was utterly and absolutely perturbed and anxious, almost on the verge of yelling seeing her pain.

"Stop it, you will be alright! Shssh calm down." He said caressing her head constantly, skimming her shoulders to ease the pain apace.

"My head- my head- It will blast, I'm gonna die, please-" she said as she cried, her eyes closed but tears flowing like a river from her eyes, "Please save me, pleas—see." She said in hushing sound seeming very vulnerable and feeble.

"I'm here, nothing is gonna happen to you and I promise you will be alright!" He said, his voice breaking, he himself finding on the verge of tears. He stopped himself from shedding, "We are going to Doctor and you are coming with me." He said as he stopped skimming and gently tilted her face to see it that was resting on his shoulder and saw her eyes closed, and all her yells died down at the moment. Her pale face was all blanch and weak and she was breathing vaguely.

"Hilary!" he yelled as his heart skipped a beat, and he swiftly lifted her in bridal style and carried her unconscious body. His heart was beating like a hammer by the time and his face was horrific with fear written all over it. He was panting all through the way; he was trotting with whatsoever speed he could accomplish and luckily there was nobody to notice the scene.

No! Nothing's gonna happen to you! You can't leave me! Where's the nearest hospital! It's my entire fault, I should have noticed earlier about the pills. I'm sure it's the effect of this! Please! Don't leave me like this. This is just so cruel of you, no! I'd be never able to forgive myself if anything happened to you! I'll never let you go!

You're on your own with no one to hear you
Going fast but it's alright
You're on your own with nothing to hold you back
And now you've driven past the red lights
Behind your shades, all the colors seem faded
And now you're moving at the speed of light

I'm never gonna let you go
I'm never gonna let you go

He was running badly, with fear overtaking him. Nothing could bother him, not the street signals, not the cars that were menacing, not the legs that were begging him to stop, not his heart that was hammering like hell. He was only determined to reach the 'The city center', the proximal hospital he could reach.

He glanced briefly at her and she was still unconscious and was becoming paler.

He should have slowed on his speed.

He whimpered in bitterness as the tires of the bike passed slightly through his toes- aching like hell. He was about to fall but he stubbornly and persistently resisted from flinching, pulling her tighter. He had that warning inside his head that they both would drop, and he couldn't afford that at any cost. He winced but yet stood. His destination was just right in front of him. He walked with troubled and inflicted toes. They were burning in pain currently and if the vehicle were a bit more severe on passing; his foot would have died down.

Luckily she was taken immediately after they saw his anguish and the toes that were bleeding. She was taken inside and he was panting heavily, his face dripping with sweat all over and his body vibrating like hell.

For a moment, he felt like his soul has left his body. He was feeling afflicted, weightless and very tedious. He sighed instantly and involuntarily felt in a slumber. He was lost in a deep siesta and nothing would stir him. Anyone seeing him would ask if he was the patient. The conditioner has lulled him more.

An hour passed.

He woke as he felt some tickling sensations over his ear. His eyes fluttered softly and he was getting acknowledged about his ambient surrounding. He blinked as he remembered how he fell asleep. Now as he was relived, he immediately stood up and headed to the emergency quarter- heading to her room.

"Can I go inside?" he asked.

"Sure." The nurse nodded, quite involved in her paper stuff.

The moment he treaded inside, it was followed by his mind getting various apprehensions and thus, tensing him further. Under the brave façade of normalcy, he trudged inside sighting her. She was sleeping on the white single bed, covered from bottom to neck in white sheets. She seemed a bit better, the paleness, and the fear on her face has curtailed to an extent.

He stood motionless for a few seconds, staring at the weak, half alive body. He could feel her weaknesses swirling in his mind over and over- Weak, fatigued, inflicted, afflicted, naïve, silly, sensitive, stubborn, lovely and all whatsoever. He unknowingly felt guilty for her current condition.

Feeling like if ever I were her panacea? I feel so sad for you, so helpless in some way. Tell me, and I'd do all what you say. But please, don't leave me like that. It's like I've been crying with the wolves to get you here. Yeah all for you, all for you…all for you.

Flinching for a second, his trembling torso was feeling frozen at the position. He tried to shake off, but ended squirming at the counterpart.

Gently, with shaking steps, he neared her. Gazing at her innocent face, he felt melted. He unhesitantly bent towards her, placing his both the arms on her sides, and his chin resting delicately on her forehead and breathed, trying to be gratified. Yet what he felt was trepidation and dismay.

Trying to blow off the feeling, he lidded off his eyes unhurriedly, his forehead rested on hers slipping his chin down in the process. Giving his all to prevent the tears falling on her cheeks, he took the plunge to sob internally. Little snivels of his, undoubtedly made its way, hers never faltered. Though unconscious, they were bonded when were breaking, and when he felt the pain, she too did.

"Hearing me? Aren't you?" he mumbled softly. She wouldn't see his eyes; he had protected, covered her in the darkness, shielding from the light. They wouldn't see each other.

"You don't have any idea how much I was worried about you…" his voice was firm and masculine, almost making her believe him a cent percent stronger.

"Don't you dare ever take those bloody pills from next time!" It seemed more of a command, firmer and stern, making the brunette surrender without a tad delay. He paused for some time. Her thoughts involved comprehension of the reason, while the real reason included his muted sobs paving over.

"Don't you dare leave me, Hiromi," He said in shakes in his throat and breathing with difficulty and summoning sterness.

"I was worried about you… so much." He uttered in a breaking voice. "Promise me you'll never harm yourself again."

"Hnn." She moaned, her throat stuck with breath. He knew it. He was right, she was hearing him. Slowly, and gradually she raised her arms, intending to wrap around him. Feeling the profound touch, he wriggled vaguely and then fixed lastly.

"I'm sorry; I could have stopped you from before itself." He sighed.

"No. It ain't your fault. I'm sorry. I made you too much worried." She said, fighting back tears, "You missed the class." She laughed to light up his mood. He chuckled lightly.

Reluctantly retreating, Tyson examined her pale face, and got the content watching her pleased. For some reason, a little thing like this made him feel like triumphant. Grabbing her wrists, he smiled.

"Keep the promise safe."

"Making me promise the things that won't be broken." She vaguely smirked.

"Uhmnn!" the nurse interrupted, "Mr. Granger, we need to talk."

"Yeah," he nodded, "Wait here."

He walked out and nurse handed the formal paper.

"So?"

"Yeah, please take care that she never takes them again. They are mild tranquilizers though but the excess usage has resulted in this way. One more thing, she need to be stress free or else these headaches may pave. These are side effects."

"What?!" Tyson gasped.

"Don't worry, they would remain for about few months, till then feed her with nutritive food and keep her away from all kinds of stresses." The nurse advised

"Alright, thank you so much."

"You're welcome."

"You guys can leave."

"Okay,"

"Uh, by the way, is she your girlfriend or-"

"Best friend." He corrected.

…

"Here we go Hil, we can leave." He walked in smiling

"What did she say?"

"The same, you need to stop taking them." He nodded.

"Uh, I see."

"When did you see?" he grinned.

"Ugh, can we move out from here?"

"Sure darling." He chuckled seductively, making her flustered.

He reached for making her sit first, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

" Or else I can ca-"

"Tyson, I'm fine." She said a bit quickly, "Heyyy! What happened to your toes?"

"Uh, they got hit by the bike, that's all."

"What! Are you mad! You just got bandages wrapped around it!" she shouted at him, "Go right now and buy some antiseptic right now!"

"Oh my! I'm alright Hil." He sighed.

"Get it N.O.W." that was a dangerous must order.

"Alright, alright, stop making that face."

"Go!"

"Yeah, yeah!" he rushed off and she was mumbling under her heavy breaths.

Considering the volume of the expanse the blunette had taken away in her unconscious state, it was hard to comprehend that anyone had missed the scene, but then that was much true, no one had witnessed the scene except one, yeah, it was that certain him.

The next afternoon, Kai was waiting patiently downstairs, intending to meet Hilary, ask her about yesterday, not precisely, but at least to ask about her well-being. He has summoned easily the courage to do that.

A/N: Perhaps could have given a better title like 'Saving you.' or something like 'Bonded when breaking'. If you want me to change the title of this chapter, let me know, okay. Hope you liked this chapter anyway. Review. The last chapter will be 52. I'm done with division of the rest of the story in chapters. I am quite busy these days and I hardly open FFC these days, so yep, the update had to be delayed.