Harry's P.O.V.
I was a bit tired as we stood waiting to go out on stage, it had been a long day with traveling and the time zone was a pain in the ass too. It had been such a great time in Sweden, I had loved to be with Sofia and to meet her family and friends. She had shown me her favorite places and the things that she missed with being back home. It was nice to see where she had grown up. I was also very happy that she liked my gifts, the necklaces I had thought about ever since she had told me about her friend Emma. I wanted it to be special and I think I did good. She hadn't taken them off since I put them on her at her birthday. I loved that.

I took a deep breath, shaking my body a little to get it to wake up. We did our usual chant and then ran out on stage, the fans screaming. The stage was big and the arena huge, thousands of fans staring at us. It was a thrill to stand on stage and I immediately felt more alert. We started to sing the first song and I ran over to the left edge of the stage and waved to a couple of fans before I hopped to the middle of the stage. The song was upbeat and easy to move to. I pulled out one of my earpiece to hear the fans singing along. I smiled big. This was the best part of what we did.

“We love you New York!” Liam shouted and the crowed went wild.

We did another couple of songs, hearing the fans screaming and singing with us, it was amazing. I felt so happy after our trip and seeing Sofia that I for some reason had a lot of energy, even though I shouldn't. I jumped around, danced and joked with the guys.

It was after we had sung Happily, one of our upbeat songs, that we heard a voice in our earpiece.

“Guys, can you come back for a moment? The band keep playing the intro for now.” Our stage manager said and I looked over at Lou who just shrugged before we headed backstage. I took the moment to drink some water as we all gathered just behind the stage.

“Hey, whats up?” Liam asked as I took a gulp of water. It wasn't that usual for our stage manager to ask us to come back during a show. Last time it had been something wrong with the electronics.

“Sorry guys for disturbing in the middle of the show, but I thought I needed to tell you right away.” He said, taking a deep breath. I frowned, he looked a little weird, this had to be something other than electronics. I looked over at Niall who had the same expression as me, then I looked back at him as he cleared his throat.

All of a sudden he turned towards me.

“Your mother has been trying to get in contact with you, so she called me.” He said directly at me. What? Why would my mom call in the middle of a show? That made no sense. Oh, shit! What if something happened to grandpa? Everyone was looking at me, I just waited for him to continue. “Sofia's been in an accident.” He said and I felt my heart stop beating. I didn't respond. I didn't react. I couldn't. I was in total shock of his words, I couldn't even think.

“Is she okey?” Lou asked, helping me out. That's what was worrying me the most, but I couldn't even ask the question. Even my eyes had frozen in place, staring out into nothingness.

“I don't really know any details, but I think it's bad. Your mom didn't know too much. Sofia's dad had apparently tried to called you too, but since you're here on stage he couldn't get in touch with you so he called her. I have booked the redeye for you, but it's not until a couple more hours.” He gives me a uncertain look and I still haven't reacted. My heart hadn't started up yet. Sofia was hurt? My Sofia? “Do you think you can keep doing the show?” He asked carefully. I felt everyones eyes on me. I looked over at Lou who gave me a worried stare, he came over to put his hand on my shoulder.

“We understand if you can't keep going, it's fine.” He said and the others agreed. These lads were the best ones you could have. I shook my head.

“I can do it.” I said low, still not really realizing what's happening. Everybody nodded and we got out on stage again, the fans thrilled to see us. It was a slow song this time, half a heart, we all sat down on a couple of cubes on stage and Liam started to sing. I felt like I was on slow motion, but it all started to sink in.

Sofia had been in an accident, she was hurt. My baby was injured. I didn't even know how hurt she was. He had said bad, but how bad? Why had I left? I should be there with her. I should never leave her, ever. Zayn took over the singing. The lyrics all to fitting. I felt my whole body shaking. Lou started to sing and he and Zayn went back and forth before it was time for me to sing. I was thankfully singing together with Niall, because when I started to sing and being here without you, is like I'm waking up to, only half a blue sky the realization that my one and only was hurt, took over and the tears started to fill my eyes and overflow, running down my cheeks. I couldn't continue the verse, Zayn stepping in, helping Niall out. I tried to hold it back, tried my hardest not to fall apart on the stage. It was hard. I took deep breaths, covering my mouth with my hand that I had leaning against my knee. I tried to make it look like I was just chilling. I didn't want this on all the sites and magazines in the morning.

Lou gave me an questioning look and I just shook my head a little. As soon as the song ended I went off stage, I couldn't do it. It was too much. I heard Lou say into the mic Sorry guys, Harry's had a family emergency and won't be able to continue the show. How about we give him some love? He said and the whole arena started to scream and whistle. I walk straight into our room, our stage manager walking in behind me. I walk back and forth in the room, feeling uneasy and stressed.

“What happened?” I ask with panic in my voice.

“From what your mom told me, there was an car accident. She didn't know much, but apparently Sofia was in surgery. She didn't know how bad it was, but that it wasn't good.” I could feel his eyes on me, but I didn't look up, I kept mine down on the floor. Surgery, she was in surgery. It was bad. I felt like I couldn't breath.

“Get me on a fucking plane.” I said low but with venom.

“I'll see if there is an earlier flight.” He said and left the room. I didn't mean to sound mad at him, this wasn't his fault, but I didn't care right now. I needed to be with Sofia. I needed to know that she was okey. I got into wardrobe to get a hoodie and sunglasses, then I walked out to find Paul coming towards me.

“Come on, I'm going with you, if we go now we might catch the flight in an hour.” He said and I just nodded, putting the glasses on. I didn't want to show that I had been crying. We walked out of the arena, crossed the crazy paparazzi before we were safely in the car on our way to the airport. “Here you go.” He said handing me my passport, phone and wallet. I took them and put my phone back on, finding a lot of missed calls. I had a few messages also, but ignored them and hit dial on my moms number.

“Hi sweetie.” She answers and I hear that she's tired, I hadn't even thought about what time it was back home, it was in the middle of the night.

“Hi mom.” I say low, trying to ignore the other people in the car. “What happened?” I ask, feeling the tears pressing against my eyelids.

“I don't know, Sofia's dad called me to say that she had been in a car accidents and that she was in surgery for a couple of things. I don't know any details. Where are you?” She sounded so worried.

“I'm in the car on my way to the airport.” I took a deep breath. I can't believe this is happening. What if everything wasn't okey with her? I felt the tears silently run down my cheek.

“Everything will be alright.” My mom said, trying to calm me down.

“I'm scared.” I confessed, my voice cracking as I wiped away some tears.

“I know honey. I wish I was there with you. But you need to be strong, Sofia needs you.” She said and I longed for her comforting arms right now. We were almost at the airport now, I felt my heart quicken a little. She was right, I needed to be there for Sofia.

“We're at the airport now, I'll call you when I get there.” I said, feeling destroyed.

“Okey, call or text me when you know anything.” She said and we hung up.

I took a couple of deep breaths, steadying my breading and forcing my tears to stop running. I wiped my cheeks, making sure that no one would see that I had been crying and got out of the car. Paul showed the way to the gate and we could go right through since the flight was leaving any minute now. I was relieved when I sat down in the chair, Paul sitting next to me, I at least was on my way. I turned my phone off and put my face in my hands. The plane wasn't to overfilled thankfully, the seats on the other side of the lane was empty. I tried not to break down, I didn't want to do that in public. I thought about Sofia. I needed to be strong for her, I needed to be there for her. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the headrest, I would never get any sleep, but I could at least try.

This flight were going to be the longest in my life, it would take about teen hours. Thankfully we had gotten a flight without stops on the way, we were going to be there by noon Swedish time. I wish that I could get there faster, why was I on the other side of the earth? That wasn't totally true, but it felt like it.

I didn't sleep anything, but I thought about all the good times we'd had this past weekend. I thought about how wonderful and sweet she was and about how much I loved her. I couldn't lose here. I didn't eat anything on the plane, I couldn't. I felt nauseated. My whole body was restless, I couldn't relax at all. My foot tapped the floor the whole flight. Why did this happen? She couldn't be hurt. I'd rather it had been me than her. She was so frail, her beautiful small body could break so easily. It wasn't fair.

I was about to go insane when the captain finally said that it was time to start descending. I put my seatbelt back on and lean my head back against the headrest.

Please say that she's okey.

Please, please, please!

Notes

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