My Guitar

POV - THIRD PERSON HARRY
Where was he? They'd been on break for at least twice the amount they'd allotted because they couldn't find him. It was so frustrating, having to sit there while the guards looked for him - they were all best friends, why couldn't they help?! Yeah, yeah. He knew they couldn't help because they were at one of their concerts, and they couldn't afford to be spotted or trampled or lost. Whatever. Then he realised something. He hadn't seen Piper since before the concert.
He ran to side-stage, but she wasn't there. He asked the stagehands, but they didn't know either. They also told him Niall had come around asking similar questions not too long ago.
"Guys!" He exclaimed, bursting into the room where they'd been told to wait. "She's gone, nobody's seen her since the second song! He's gone looking for her!"
"Whoa, whoa! Harry, what're you talking about?"
"Piper! She'd disappeared, Niall's gone looking for her!"
"Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit! I told him not to do the concert! He should've stayed back, relaxed. He should've watched his stressors more! That idiot!"
"What're you talking about, Liam?"
"He'd been having trouble with being over-stressed again... When he stresses himself too much, he blacks out. That's why we can't reach him. He stressed himself too much looking for her, and now he's blacked out in some corridor! Idiot!"
"C'mon, lads. We have to help!"
"But how? We can't go looking for him, security'll freak on us!" They all sat around thinking for a while.
"Well... Let's find Piper for him! She should be there when he wakes up, she should be there while he's recovering. She needs to be there, for his sake and hers. We need to find her!" The other boys agreed, and they set to work on their mission.
They started a list of places she could be.
"Bathrooms."
"Tour bus"
"Corridors?"
"That's a large field, but yeah. It goes on the list."
"Guys... What if she's left the stadium, what if she's wandering about outside?" They all shuddered thinking about it. Sure, they hadn't been too nice to her in the beginning, but she was Niall's girlfriend. They knew he needed her, and she needed him. They would make things right.
"Dressing rooms?" That was the last suggestion for a while... They were stumped. Where could she be?
"Hey... did she watch us go below stage? I can't remember..."
"Yeah, she did. I'm certain of it."
"Could she be there?"
"Six options, two large-scale. Louis, you wanna check out the bathrooms? Take El, she'll be helpful." He nodded. "Liam, Zayn, you guys check out dressing rooms and whatnot, backstage stuff, yeah?" The three left the room. After a moment, he did too.
He quickly made his way to below stage, and sat there for a minute, letting his eyes adjust. When he could vaguely see, he crawled around for a bit, looking for clues as to if she was there or not. He heard muttering, but that could be from up on the stage, but then he also made out the shape of a girl, curled up in a ball, rocking back and forth. He listened to what she was saying. Actually, it was more singing, but still.
"No one ever makes me
Feel like you do
When- When y-you sm-smile." She broke down crying at the end, clearly torn up.
"Hey, Piper?"
"Go away." She was still crying.
"Piper, I need to talk to you. Can we talk?"
"No."
"Okay, well, will you listen?" She didn't respond. It was worth a shot... "Piper, Niall really loves you. Very much."
"No."
"Yes, he does. And I know you love him too." He paused, but she didn't say anything. "Why are you down here?"
"Couldn't."
"You couldn't watch?"
"Couldn't."
"Piper, Niall was broken when you walked away. He would've run off stage, but he couldn't. He... We wouldn't let him. I'm sorry. But when we took our break, he was off like a shot. We haven't seen him for at least thirty minutes, and Liam told us about his blackouts. We... we know we shouldn't've pressured him so much. We also know that, right now, he's out there somewhere, blacked out." Her eyes widened, she looked like she might cry more. "We think you should be there when we find him, when he wakes up. You'll be the only thing he wants. Please?" Wordlessly, she began crawling toward the exit. He followed.
Suddenly, he got a text from Louis. 'Found him. Corridor U.' They had to hurry up. He texted back. 'Have her. Coming.' "Let's go."

Notes

I kind of like this chapter - sorry for changing POV's, though. It just kind of... Happened.
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it!
xoxo
~Stormy