"I don't want you to go." Harry whined, wrapping his long arms tighter around you. You giggled, letting your fingers run through his long hair.
"Oh honey, it's not for that long. I'll be back before you know it."
But Harry couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, for some reason he didn't want to let you out of his sight, especially not for two weeks.
He shook his head violently. "Nooo, I will miss you every minute, so you might as well just stay."
You gave him a soft smile and kissed his forehead. "I have to leave and you have quite a few shows to do."
"But I like seeing you on the side of the stage."
"Well, in two weeks I'll be back in my usual spot, until then you're just going to have to look at Paddy." Paddy, who was standing a few feet away, grinned and winked at Harry.
Your boyfriend frowned for a moment, then grinned and winked back. "It's not the same." he sighed.
You caught his lips in a quick kiss, before wiggling out from his arms, saying your goodbye to the whole room and leaving.
Harry pouted, before three pairs of arms wrapped around him, hugging it out. "Don't worry, she'll be back soon and until then you got us." Niall told him, making Harry smile.
It was half an hour before the show and the boys were getting ready. Harry had put on his headscarf and was about to button his shirt when Paul, their choreographer, burst into the room.
His eyes were wide and he was out of breath and the minute Harry saw him, his heart dropped into his stomach.. Something was wrong.
"It's (Y/N)." he gasped, finding Harry across the room.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and Harry swore they were all holding their breath, just like he was.
"There's been an accident.. She's in the hospital." he paused for what felt like an eternity, before adding, "It's not looking good."
The world started spinning around Harry and he couldn't breath, it felt like someone was sitting on his chest.
He grabbed at the cross necklace and closed his eyes for a moment. You were in the hospital, you needed him. So he opened his eyes again and started running. His still unbuttoned shirt flew open behind him like a cape.
Niall and Liam ran after him as Harry jogged down the hall, towards the doors, pulling his shirt close.
"What about the show?" Liam called.
"I don't care!" Harry answered, before he was gone, off to the hospital, to you.
