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"it's me again" she whispered as tears gathered in her eyes. "hey y/n... Are you in any danger right now?" he asked softly. "no... Well..." she heard a sigh "sweetheart we won't get anywhere if you lie to me." he said gently "h-Harry... I-I'm on a bridge." she whispered looked down at the water below her "ok y/n please step away from the bridge. You have so much to live for, love.... If you do, do what you're planning to do then think about the world... You won't be able to see nature.... You won't be able to ever meet new people... And you'll never be able to meet me." he whispered softly into the phone. She heard slight noise on the other end of the phone."where are you Harry? I can hear sounds." she said trying to distract herself "I'm just walking down edinbre Street." he said. "oh OK." she whispered looking down once again before moving forwards slightly "y/n... I can see you." was the horrifying sentence he said. She bit on her lip and looked down before deciding to step off. She felt the wind whip through her hair but something shocked her. her ankle was grabbed and someone was gripping her ankle tight. She still had the phone next to her ear and she heard the deep voice whisper shocking her to the core

"I'm here. You're gonna be fine."

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