Disclaimer: Not mine.

A/N: This is a oneshot gift for xDarkLightx because she wrote the 50th review for my other story "A Secret". She asked for Harry/Dave and this is what I came up with. Enjoy. :)

The walls are white, almost abnormally so. He is tired of staring at it, hated it. But what else he can do? He is David Karofsky, the boy who tried to commit suicide after all. It hurts that no one but fami- his dad really, and a few others that he can count on one hand came to visit him. And if that wasn't enough, his Facebook wall is being bombarded with all kinds of posts ranging from better luck next time to why didn't you die alr-

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Dave's thought are interrupted as the person who knocked on the door enters and takes a tentative steps till he is standing near foot of his bed. Dave glared at the incomer, fearing it is another one who came to look at him and jeer.

"Hello, I heard about you from my cousin in the room down the corridor."

"Did you come to see for yourself how the suicidal boy is still alive?" Dave snaps.

"What? I wanted to tell you to be strong. And stay strong, David Karofsky you are worth it."He says smiling, stepping closer to Dave's bed. The British leaves a single yellow rose on Dave's bedside.

He smiles at Dave again before leaving the room. Reaching for the rose, Dave finds a card beneath it.

It said; When in need call me, Harry.

True to his word, his number was on the back of the card. Dave smiles for a second before turning around to sleep.