Luna’s POV

When I found out I lost my mother, I felt lost. I felt empty inside and like nothing could make me feel better. I don’t care about the fans right now or even all the shows we’re going to have to reschedule. All I care about is my family and how my life is going to be after this. If I lose my father and sister, all I have left is the band.

And I love Niall, I really do, but what happens if we break up. We both are living crazy lives, something could happen. Or what happens when he decides he deserves someone better, someone prettier. I’ll go home to New York after tour to no one and nothing. I’ll be alone. I mean, I’d probably get a dog until our next album, but still no humans.

But when I walked into my dad’s hospital room, my heart shattered into what felt like millions of pieces. Why? My family are good people, we didn’t deserve any of this. I walked into the room to see my own dad bandaged up with wires leading in and out of him filled with liquids. He didn’t look remotely the same as the last time I saw him. His eyes were closed and there were cuts and burn marks all over his body. He had a cast on his left foot, it was broken I’m assuming. There’s a beep going in the room from the monitor. It’s quick and very stacotto.

I break down next to his bed. I need to tell him everything. I don’t even know if he can hear me right now, but if I don’t tell him everything, I’m scared I’ll have more regrets later. Because right now, I deeply regret never telling my parents about Niall and I.

“I-I’m sorry dad! I let you down and I love you. I do!”, I say as I kneel next to his hospital bed, “Well, dad. I’ll just tell you everything now even though I don’t know if you can hear me or not. I’m doing great. Tour is amazing and I couldn’t be happier. The fans are wonderful, most of them at least.” I pause to wipe my face a little, “The guys are unbelievable. Louis and Liam are great friends. I hope you get the chance to meet them again. They listen to me when I need to talk and they are my great to have on tour. Um, Harry is my best friend. We always say that he is like the older brother I always wanted and I’m the little sister he never had. He really is though. I can talk to him about anything. Our personalities are pretty similar too. He’s really funny too,” I guess now’s the time to tell him, “Well dad. I have something I haven’t really told you or mom… well Niall is my boyfriend. And it’s great, dad. I love him so much, I really do”, I have tears streaming down my face, “He’s the best. I hope one day you get to give him the ‘if you ever hurt my daughter I’ll kill you’ talk. But, I don’t think we’ll have to worry about that. Because he really loves me and he keeps me safe and happy on tour. He even likes the same soccer teams as you and I”, I get choked up thinking about my family with Niall. They really really would get along great, “if you leave me dad, he’s all I have left. I love you, dad. Please don’t leave me. Pl-please don’t dad!!”

I cry a little more and hold my dad’s hand, being careful not to hurt him anymore.

The short beeps turn into a long one and I start yelling. I don’t know a lot about medical stuff, but I do know to call a doctor. I’m pushed out of the way by many doctors and nurses.

Everything else is a blur.

I fall onto Niall’s lap and cry because no one even needs to tell me, I know.

My dad just died.

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Notes

A short and sad chapter for your Monday!!

I'll be working on the next chapter so MAYBE there will be another update tonight.

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