Harry: (eyes wide) "Wait.. you have asthma?"
Louis: (clutches chest) "Y-Yeah.. oh my God.. I-I'm gonna die.." (falls to the floor)
Harry: (panicked) "Where's your inhaler!"
Louis: "I didn't bring it! I-I haven't had an attack in years!"
Harry: "Um.. okay.. uh.." (pacing) "W-Well what do I do?"
Louis: (heavy breathing) "I. Don't. Know."
Harry: (looks around frantically) "There's got to be something that can help us!"
Louis: (still lying on the floor, struggling to breathe) "Help. Me."
Harry: "I'm trying!" (gives up looking, drops down to where Louis is sat) "I think I read somewhere that you can assist someone's breathing by blowing air into their mouth."
Louis: "Do." (gasps) "Something."
Harry: "Umm okay. Lay on your back."
(Louis lays flat on his back)
Harry: (leans down) "I'm gonna breathe into your mouth okay?"
Louis: (nods) "H-Hurry."
(Harry leans his face close to Louis' before pressing his lips against his, he gently blows air into his mouth)
(Harry continues blowing into his mouth until he notices Louis' breathing becoming more regular)
Harry: "There you go.." (gentle blowing) "Just breathe.. everything is okay."
Louis: (closes eyes, mumbles to self) "Everything is okay."
Harry: (releases his lips) "Did that help?"
Louis: "Maybe just a little more air.."
(Harry leans down once again, pressing his lips against Louis')
Harry: (blows air) "How about now?"
Louis: "Y-Yeah.." (sits up, slightly grinning) "Thank you."
Harry: (smiles) "You're welcome.. Try not to work yourself up again, alright?"
Louis: "I'll try but.." (bites lip) "But what if we die in here? I don't want to die yet.. I'm only 21.. That's too young to die, right?"
Harry: "We're not gonna die, ok?" (grabs shoulder) "Someone will realize the elevator isn't working and they'll try to fix it."
Louis: "But what if we run out of air?" (breathes heavily again)
Harry: "Hey.. Hey.. Calm down alright." (scoots closer) "Can't have you having another attack.. I don't know how much air I've got in me."
Louis: "I'm sorry.. I'm just so scared."
Harry: "I know.." (gentle grin) "But I promise.. everything will be okay."
Louis: (nods) "Okay.. I hope you're right."
Harry: "Of course I'm right.." (scoffs) "I'm always right."
Louis: (giggles, looks up at Harry) "Anyway.. thanks for saving my life.. I really owe you one."
Harry: "Eh.. it was nothing.." (shrugs) "So I guess that means I'm no longer a stranger right?"
Louis: "I suppose not."
Harry: "So.. Can I hear about your shitty day now?"
