***HARRY POV***
When I woke up the next morning I just felt ten times worse. Seeing Tiffani bruised and cutt because of me pained me inside. Darcy was evil and cruel to have done this.
As soon as she told me she said she got to Tif first, I knew something was bad. And finding her there, unconsious in the streets really pushed me to my limits.
But it doesnt end there, the concert is today and Tiffani wont be able to perform. When Liam stepped outside last night, he asked Paul if Tif could at least come with us and he said only until the doctor says she is fit to do so. And by the looks of how she is now, she's going to need time to recover.
I thought about not going on the tour but Liam talked me out of that. If I did that, I'd be dissapointing thousands of my fans.
The only other option I have is one that Niall suggested. To invite Lucy and Tiffani with us on tour so when we're busy performing, Lucy can take care of Tif and when we get back I can take over.
I know it sounds crazy, I should be focused on the tour right now and nothing else. But I know how much Tif wanted to go on tour, and even if she cant perform on the first show she can do all the others! It'll all work out.
I sat up a little stretching my arms. She was still laying on my chest and hadnt moved at all the whole night.
I grabbed her hand and put it in mine, slowly she started to wake up. She sat up starred at the wall.
"Good morning." I said sitting up as well. Her eyes were still red but not as much as last night. Her lips looked chapped and she looked worn out.
She opened her mouth but I covered it quickly.
"Doctor says you shouldnt speak untill this evening." I said and she squinted her eyes at me. She motioned something with her hands, like she was writing with an imaginary pen.
"Oh!" I said running over to my desk. I grabbed a pen and notebook and handed it to her. "Here."
She winked at me and started writing. I tried peeking over to see what was written but she hid it from me. Maybe she was writing something long about what happened yesterday and how she wants to say she's sorry. Then she plopped it on my lap.
"Your hair looks hot." Was written on the paper. I laughed and wrapped my arm around her. I started writing.
"Do I serve as a good pillow?" I wrote down, she smiled down at what I wrote and snatched the pen from me.
"Yes, you do but I'm hungry so go make me pancakes!" She wrote back and lifted her head up. I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Say please." Her shoulders slumped. She clicked the pen again and started writing.
"Please? (: xo"
I grinned at the paper and kissed her on her cheek. "Lets go have breakfast."
As I poured her some orange juice I realized I had to tell her about the concert and about my plan.
"Tif, since you cant really talk right now just write down what you want to say okay?" She put down her glass and nodded.
"Okay, so about what Niall was saying last night. The thing is is that, the concert is today and Paul doesnt think you'll be able to perform."
I looked over at her and she was frowning at her froot loops.
"But I have a plan." I said sitting next to her. "We'll take you and Lucy with us and when me and the boys are performing Lucy will take car of you, and when I get back," I scooted my chair closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm all yours."

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It Was Accidentally on Purpose! ║ Harry Styles
Fanfictionwhere one ambivelent girl trusts one cheeky boy who ends up being exactly who she thought he was when they first met