Nick Cimorelli???

Is she okay?

{NICK POV}

I ran down stairs yelling for anyone around me.
I bump right into Dani, us both falling to the wooden floor.

"Dani! Dani! It's Y/n it's y/n!!!" I frantically spit it out.
She gives me a look
"What? Nick what are you talking about?" She gets up after the fall
"She.. she she-"

"Come on spit it out!?" Dani shakes me

"I think she in trouble... hurt. Possibly real bad!"
"What?"
"I have to go to Massachusetts! I have to go I have to-" My eyes fill up with tears but they don't spill, I don't like crying.
"Woahhh woahhhh, slow down. What happened?" Dani said looking more upset.

"I don't know!! That's why I have to go to Massachusetts! Let's go"
I grab her arm and start rush away with her but she stops in her tracks yanking me back.
"What are you doing !" I yell at her

"Nick we can't go now ! It to far!... come with us tomorrow. We leave tomorrow morning for our tour. Massachusetts is our first show. We can push back Some of the other tour dates depending on her condition if you want, so we can stay longing."

Yes! Please please..."
I calm down just a little the realization of this whole thing. And the unknown is haunting me.
I push past Dani and run up stairs one tear falling down my cheek.
I'm coming y/n. I'm coming.