Infinity | Sequel to Right Now |

The Call For Help

Harry's Point Of View

November 30th

"I mean, it would be great if we actually did." Jeff says to me and I nod, taking a sip of my glass of wine.

"You've been working so hard lately, you really need some time off. I think it's a great idea." Glenne agrees, taking Jeff's hand on the table. "For the both of you."

"I have the Jingle Balls next week and a Late Late Show appearance, but other than that I'm free." I inform him, leaning back on his kitchen chair I'm sitting on.

"I know, I manage your career, remember?" He smirks at me and it brings a small smile to my lips.

I feel my phone vibrate in my pants, I frown and get it out quickly.

"If it isn't one of one of your many mistresses." Jeff jokes at me like he too often does.

"Shut up." I laugh it off and frown at the sight of my Mum's picture on my screen. "It's my Mum."

"Isn't it like 4AM in the UK?" He frowns too, but his calculations are wrong. It gets me laughing.

"It's 5AM." I correct him and answer, putting my finger to my lips to shut him up. "Hey Mum. You are up early. Is everything OK?"

"Harry?" She only says.

"Mum?" I laugh, repeating after her.

"No. It's not OK." She says and I hear the tremolo in her voice, something is wrong. I frown and focus on her voice.

"Mum? Are you crying? What is it?" I rush to ask her, resting my head on my fist on the table.

"Gynie is here and she's not well, Harry. I need you to tell me what to do."

"What? Why is Gynie in Holmes Chapel?" I try to understand, but I'm getting very worried. Not only do I hear my Mum crying at the other of the line, but Gyns might not be well?

"She was in Manchester and she called me. She was crying and she asked to come pick her up. Harry, I don't know what happened, but I can only think of the worst." She says and I hear a sob.

"Mum? Where's Robin?" I ask her to know he is there to help them since I'm not there.

"He is downstairs making her hot water and honey."

"And where are you?"

"I'm sitting at the top of the stairs, listening to her cry in the shower." She stops talking and I start panicking. "Harry? I don't know what to do... Her clothes were ripped open with blood on them, reeking of alcohol. I tried to make her talk, but she is so scared."

"Oh my God." I let out and I'm petrified.

My mind runs wild with all the worst scenarios possible, but this can't be possible. My Mum is so strong and had to deal with so many things in her life, for her not knowing what to do alarms me deeply. For a moment, I don't say a thing and she doesn't either and I think I hear Gynie crying out. Chills run through me.

"Is she hurt?" I manage to ask.

"She has bruises on her neck, but not any cuts that I know of, so the blood on her shirt isn't hers. Harry? I don't know how to deal with this." She sounds so desperate for help and it makes me wonder what could I do more than her to help. What happened?

I take a deep breath. If my Mum isn't able to be strong, I need to be for everyone. What might Gyns need? She needs comfort and safety. She can borrow any of my clothes, but I need to tell Mum precisely what to do, she isn't in a sane state of mind right now to think straight.