Bereft (h.s)

68. Hands On The Wheel.

okay so harry is fully back in the next chapter. this is a harry fanfic so don't worry ;) this whole part was just a big part of the story going forward and sticking it in one chapter seemed rushed.
enjoyyy ;)

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Chapter 68

Jeff's Pov.

"No I like it. I know it's a bit...more raw than you usually go and I think that's why I like it Harry. This is you." I told him as I listened to a song he recorded.

It was only the lyrics and it was already truly my favorite song of his.

We only got back from the first leg of the US tour yesterday and he's already back in the studio.

I don't think he's spoken to Alycia. I'm not sure why. I think he's just honestly very embarrassed by the whole thing that happened at the bar.

He told me after she had to literally throw him up, he just felt like a small child. He age regressed in that moment. It was traumatizing for him.

Harry's always been the type to like to be seen as some type of powerful, hot, godly thing. Not even in a bad way necessarily. He just likes to look dominant in a healthy respectful way. He knows he isn't some godly thing but it's an ego thing. He knows how to make it charming and not look like a dick head.

The moment Alycia had to see him like that and had her arm covered in his vomit...he felt like she wouldn't see him that way anymore I think. I know Alycia though...she loves him. I tried to explain to him that relationships are like that. You're gonna see the good, the bad, the ugly, the embarrassing and so on. That's part of it. That's how you know it's worth it. If you can do all of that and it stick.

"You know I agree with Jeff. Harry I could work with you on that ending and this could be...possibly the best song you've ever made." Kid told Harry.

He nodded and smiled a little.

"Alrightttt, you guys stop. We'll keep it. I'll keep working on it." He said and my phone vibrated in my pocket.

A number from New York was calling.

That's weird.

"Hello?" I answered and the guys kept talking. "Is this Jeff?" "Uhm, who is this?" "Ru. I'm Alycia's friend." She said and she sounded very distraught.

I got up and slid out of the door and into the hallway.

"Hey, yes it's Jeff. Is something wrong?" "Yes. Alycia texted me earlier and said Dylan showed up. I don't know what's going on but she hasn't texted me since. I'm just worried. I tried calling Matt but he didn't answer and then I remembered that you were gonna help her. Has she texted you?"

Complete and utter panic went through my body.

"No. No, she hasn't. When did she last text you?" "Like over an hour ago. It took me forever to get your number. I had to call a fucking old producer friend of Alycia's in LA just for him to say 'this may be Jeff's number'. I'm so worried about her." She ranged in panic.

"Do you know where she was? Did she tell you anything?" "No. All she said was that he showed up and it's been radio silence since. I have her location but it hasn't updated. Last time it updated she was like a mile from her apartment." "Okay, Ru, i'm gonna go and find her. Keep your phone on you. I'm assuming her phone went dead. I have to go, okay? If her location moves, call me. I'm gonna make sure everything is fine. I promise." I told her before hanging up and immediately calling Tony.