WOMAN - H.S

31.

TRIGGER WARNING : OVERDOSE 

The UK part of the tour is over.

We were coming close to Harry's last show in a few weeks.

We are in LA for the week, Harry has meetings and I have pictures to publish.

But that's not whats on my mind.

Harry fell asleep two hours ago, and my mind is racing. I have this feeling in my bones something is wrong but I don't know what.

I was sat up leaned against the headboard of my bed, Harry was lying on his side facing me with his hand on my knee. I shut my eyes as I tried to imagine the sounds of the Ocean.

I haven't felt like this in eight months.

I counted in my head the breaths I was inhaling and exhaling. On my fourth round a bright light shined through the darkness of my eyelids then I heard the ringing making me snap my eyes open. It was my phone, It was Rex.

My hand flung onto the device making sure I read that right. It was three in the morning what was he doing up?

Harry stirred beside me before his eyes opened. I gave him a worried look before my hand swiped across the phone. He looked confused as well.

"Rex?" I spoke quietly into the phone, I turned the phone on speaker. "Anna, I-I can't I- She-She's gone" Rex spoke in panic, he was crying. "Rex calm down, what's going on? Who's gone?" I spoke a little louder. Harry shot up looking down at the phone intently waiting for the next word's from Rex.

"My mom, she... overdosed"

Silence fell around us. Rex went silent. Harry's eye's snapped to mine and tears brimmed my eyes as I know he is all by him self in that fucking hospital room. I shot out of bed. "I'm coming to you. Stay on the phone with me okay. It's all going to be okay? Okay?" I spoke. I put the phone on speaker handing it to Harry.

I ran to the closet grabbing a bag throwing the few items in my sight. Leggings, underwear, t-shirt and whatever of Harry's I could find that he had left over here. I ran back into the room to see harry already putting his shoes on.

"She left me, she left me, ...she left me" Rex kept repeating into the phone. "Shhh...Rex I'm right here" Harry spoke into the phone.

We had stayed on the phone the entire flight to Seattle.

When we got to the hospital, we didn't even check in, we ran straight to Rex's room.

I flung the door open seeing an emotionless Rex glaring at the Lily flower that he had stomped on.

By looking at the smushed flower, I knew he wasn't sad about his mom....He was angry, pissed to be more specific.

I rushed up to him holding him as he crashed into my arms.

"She left me" he sobbed. Harry rushing to the other side of me, Rex clutching to the both of us.

"Stupid drugs, drugs was the reason she left me in a hospital, fighting for a life she made me feel like I didn't deserve. She said I was a mistake because I had cancer...now...now she's-she's dead" he cried.

I held him to me tighter crying with him.

A half hour flies by all of us silent.

Rex fell asleep on me, still clutching to my shirt.

Harry had lifted Rex onto the bed, me getting in beside him letting him hold onto me.

Harry had pulled up a chair to the side of the bed keeping his hands on me like he couldn't let go.