Y/n Y/l/n, a 21 year old, successful singer, disappeared for two years without anyone knowing the reason. She had to keep it a secret, she wanted it to keep it a secret, because if she didn't she would have hurt him more than she did shortly before...
**HARRYS POV** After some days of cooling down from the night I yelled at Jeff that I wouldn't go on tour, we came to an agreement, that I'd just do some more shows in the US within a reasonable travel time back home. I had to do about ten shows. Some more here in LA and the others in different cities.
I was already done with 8 shows and had the last two in Las Vegas which was a four hour drive away from our house in LA. I was about to leave our home just now again, hating that I'd leave Y/n once again for a few days.
„Have fun in Vegas, honey." Y/n smiled at me, sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in her hand.
I sat down beside her, pressing my lips on hers. „Thanks, but I'll miss you too much to have fun. I hate to leave once again."
„It's just one last time then you'll be back and get to have a break for a while." She said with a reassuring smile.
Today was one of her good days which made me happy for her, but I hated that I had to leave and couldn't enjoy that particular day together with her.
„Suppose you're right." I chuckled. „Will you be alright while I'm gone?" I got serious though.
„I'll be okay." She nodded. „You know Anne and Gemma are here as well in case you forgot."
„I know. It's just hard to leave you like that." I breathed.
„I'll be okay, I swear." She smiled again.
„Okay, call or text me if something's wrong, alright?"
„I will, H. Now go, your driver is waiting." She said and I kissed her again goodbye.
„Bye, love. See you in a few days."
„See you then." She said softly.
I left the living room and made my way to the front door where Gemma and my mum waited to say their goodbyes.
„Bye sweetie, be careful and take care of yourself, okay?" My mum hugged me tight and pressed a kiss to my cheek.
„I will mum, don't worry." I assured her, chuckling a little when she let go of me.
„Bye little brother." Gemma pulled me in for a hug. „See you soon and don't slip on stage!"
„Thanks, I'll be extra careful now that you said that." I joked. „Call me in case something's wrong with her, okay?" I looked at both my mum and Gemma.
„We will, don't worry, H." Gemma nodded.
„She'll be okay while I'm gone, right?" I asked so unsure of everything, because I was scared something happened to her every time I'd leave. I was scared she would get taken away from me while I wouldn't even be there. I was terrified all the time.
„She'll be okay. She feels good today, better than usual, so hopefully that stays that way for a while." My mum told me.
„Yeah...it's just really hard to leave..." I sighed.
„I know, dear, but it's just two shows and you'll come back home immediately." My mum said.
„Yeah...alright, I'll leave then. I'll check in on Y/n from hour to hour." I said and waved a last time before I got into the car and took off.
I decided to mostly sleep during the drive so I'd get some rest before the show tonight and would be able to somehow turn my mind off and not think about anything, because I knew I'd overthink if I'd stay awake during those four hours.
As soon as we arrived at the arena, I headed to soundcheck which was at some time in the afternoon. I got a bit distracted thanks to Mitch and the band as we chatted a bit after soundcheck and spent some time together backstage, doing our usual ping pong challenge that became kind of a ritual before every show.
Eventually after dinner, I got dressed in my outfit to go on stage and my hair dresser came to fix my hair one last time before I'd go on. I was ready backstage just a few minutes before I'd go on, wearing my guitar around my shoulder as the band was already on stage when one of my stylists ran up to me from my dressing room.
„Hey, H! Your phone has been going off like crazy."
My heart was immediately racing. „What?!" She then handed me my phone and when I looked at all the missed calles and messages, I felt like I was having a heart attack, my heart sinking and my hands starting to shake. I took my guitar off, ripped my ear ins out and walked away.
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„Where are you going? What's happening?" Jeff asked me immediately.
„Home. An emergency, it's Y/n." I said, not taking my eyes off my phone.
„What happened?" He asked again.
„I don't know yet, I just have to leave. Cancel the show I won't go on tonight." I commanded before I sprinted off to my dressing room to grab my stuff and headed out through the hallways to the back while calling Gemma with my phone pressed against my ear.
„Harry?" She finally answered.
„Gemma what's wrong? What's happening?" I tried to catch my breath as I rushed out of there.
„We're at the hospital now. Y/n suddenly started to feel awful. She was so nauseous that she threw up and blood came out. She said she couldn't breathe and was really dizzy. Her forehead was burning and then she just fainted, so we immediately called 911 and they then brought her here." She explained and I stopped in my tracks hearing all this, closing my eyes and rubbing my face, not believing what was happening. I wanted to pass out right then and there.
„What- what's happening now?" I managed to say on te verge of throwing up myself.
„We don't know yet, we're still waiting for an update." Gemma sighed and I could tell she was crying not too long ago.
„Okay, I- uh..." I tried to catch my breath and get my thoughts together. „I'm on my way home now."
„H, it's a four hour drive."
„I'll go on a private flight, it's just an hour. I'll be there in 2 hours max." I told her.
„Alright, we'll keep you updated as soon as we get news."
„Okay. Thanks, Gem." I said silently and hung up before I sprinted back to where the crew was. „Jeff!" I called him and he turned around immediately. „Can you organize me a private jet to LA asap? Please, she's- she's not okay, please Jeff."
„Of course, I'll make a call right now. It's gonna be okay, Harry. Try to breathe."
I nodded, but obviously couldn't fucking calm down.
