From Bromance To Romance - Narry Storan

hopelessly shattered and broken...

Harrys POV

Maybe I was a little harsh. Maybe I shouldve stayed. But it was too late to turn back now.. i was already on a plane.

Nialls POV

Its all my fault. I dont know where Harry is. He could be dead for all I know. My calls to him go right to his answering machine. He couldnt be dead..no...he only left 2 days ago.. i wish I couldve said something to him. Ran after him but i couldnt I was glued to my seat. And now its all my fault the band doesnt have Harry..hes still in One Direction but since he left there really is nothing we can do as a band..we arent even One Direction anymore we're just Niall Liam Louis and Zayn..

I have been in my room for the past 2 days. I wont come out. Not until I know Harrys back. Or at least okay.

I eat but not as much. Only what the boys bring me up for meals. Sometimes i dont even eat that. The boys have tried and tried to get me to come out. Do something with them. But i wont.

The media thinks Harrys sick. Hes not though. He might be i dont know.

Liams POV

Ive been concerned about Niall the last few days. He isnt eating much and he qont do anything. I hear him quietly cry himself to sleep at night. But im cobcerned about Harry also. He hasnt answered any of our calls not even Louis' . His best friend.

Everything was falling apart. Niall. One Direction. Our lives.

We call Harry constantly. But nothing. Does he not care about us? Does he not care about Niall? He must care about Niall. He does care. He has to..

All of my thoughts were interrupted by a retching nouse upstairs. I ran up and saw Niall puking over the toilet. Blood dripped down his arms....he was cutting himself.

"Niall!! What are you doing?!" I cried and ran over to him. His eyes slowly moved down to the pocketknife on the floor. I picked up the pocketknife full of blood.

I put it away in my bedroom and went back to Niall.

"Niall please never do that again." I whispered with tears rolling down my cheeks.

"I-i had to" he whispered. His voice cracked from crying so much.

"You didnt have to Niall. Harry will be okay." I looked at him trying to show no doubt.

He just nodded starting to cry again.

We need to get Harry back.

The days past. Soon it had been 3 weeks. No Harry.

Not until today.

Louis ran in about half past 12 in the afternoon. I had been spending time with Niall trying to make him feel better.

"I know where Harry is!!!" He yelled. Zayn flowing behind him.

"Where is he!!!?" Niall said quickly and got up to look at Louis with dark eyes. But they were brighter than they had been for a while.

"He was on his way back here on a plane. He had gone home. His plane crashed. Now hes in the hospital downtown."