Right Now **EDITING**

Break Up

Virginie's Point Of View

October 20th

Exams are killing me. I can't seem to go to sleep, I study way past my bedtime and my body is filled at 70% of coffee instead of water. It's been a few days since I've eaten a proper meal. The only break I take, I spend my time on Twitter to tweet #EMAsBiggestFans1D in order to vote for our fandom.

I get up to go to the toilet and shower before getting back to my studies, but the fandom is going crazy! People are mad and sad! What is happening!?

My phone buzzes and H just tweeted.

"Deepest apologies to everyone at the show tonight in Belfast. Very disappointed, but unfortunately these things happen. We're very sorry. H"

What is going on!?! I start to freak. Is everybody OK?! I look at my list of the boys on Twitter to see their posts. Louis tweeted.

"We're so so sorry for what happened tonight, it was out of our control ! Lots of love to Liam and thank you for being so understanding !"

I am an emotional wreck right now. Is Liam OK!? Niall tweeted too.

"So sorry we have had to cancel tonight guys. Unfortunately these things happen... Thank you to all who came down tonight !"

They cancelled a show... It never happened before! It must be really serious! Everyone is going crazy on Twitter, me included. Something is very, very wrong!

As if to heal our wound or apologize, the boys release the Perfect music video live under our noses. I'm sure it wasn't planned to be released today... Something is very wrong...

I look at my phone. Harry hasn't called me, it mustn't be that bad... But I'm really really worried! Who wouldn't be!? I want to call him very badly... Maybe I should call Sophia instead, she will maybe be more open to share what's going on... Maybe she doesn't know too. No, I shouldn't call her... She is maybe sleeping or studying. I really don't want to disturb her. But I don't care about disturbing Harry! I'm worried sick. I pick my phone and call him. As soon as it rings I regret it, if he wanted to talk about it he would have called. It rings for a long time, but he picks up.

"Harry?! What is going on?" I ask keeping my calm as best as I can.

"Liam wasn't able to go on stage tonight... We waited until the last minute, but there wasn't any hope..." He whispers.

"Is he OK!?"

"He's ill, but it's going to be fine..."

"It's crazy online the rumours that are flying around... Some people talk about Liam leaving the band like Zayn did or that it's Liam's kidney having some issues. They say he was rushed to the hospital. Harry, I'm really sorry for calling, but I'm freaking out!"

"I know... We are too. None of this is real by the way. He's at the hotel with us and we try to help him the best that we can, but he doesn't really want to talk to anyone... It's hard on everybody, he's very weak. He feels so bad. There's nothing we can do, we just have to wait..." He says in a very encrypted message.

What does that mean..?

"How are you feeling?" I worry laying back on my wall on my bed surrounded by all my books.

"I'm feeling fine, but it's hard on everybody to disappoint all of these fans..."

"Why haven't you called me?" I risk asking.