*Liam's POV*
How could this happen. Why did this happen. Someone tell me why. What did I do to deserve this? What did she do to deserve this? I can't sit here moping around any longer, my baby is hurt. I have to see her. I was trying to figure out my next move when there was a knock at the door. Great. My goddamn eyes are puffy as shit.
I open the door cautiously, and I'm relieved to see that it's just Paul . He's like my dad while I'm on tour. Hopefully he will tell me that everything is gonna be okay. I need that right now.
"I heard about what happened. I'm so sorry Liam. I don't mean to overwhelm you, but you guys are supposed to go on stage any second now and we need to know what your gonna do." - P
"I'm going out there. I have to. I don't have much choice." - L
"Liam you can go if you want to. Niall can sing your parts." - P
"But I can't disappoint the fans." - L
"I'm sure they will understand." - P
"No. I'm gonna go out there and give it my all. That's what Ella would want." - L
"Are you sure?" - P
"Yes, now let me get out there before I change my mind." - L
"I'll have your bags packed and a plane ready for you right when the concert ends." Paul says and pats me on the back.
I walk out of the dressing room where Louis, Zayn, Harry, and Niall are doing our usual pre concert ritual.
"We're glad your sticking it out. Hang in there man." - Z
"She'll be okay man." - L
"No matter what happens we'll be there for ya." - N
"We're all in this together" I say
"Alright lets do our handshake and call it a day, this shit is getting way to corny." We all laugh in agreement.
Almost three hours later the concert is over. Rushing off stage, I grab my luggage and say goodbye to the guys. Even with this private plane it is still going to take 4 or more hours to get to Connecticut. I have to be there when she wakes up, holding her hand. I love her so much if anything happens to her I don't know what I'd do. Please god let her be okay.