Luna’s POV

Saying goodbye to my sister was the hardest thing I”ve ever had to do. She was there for me all my life, and just when she needs me to be there for her most, I have to leave. It sucks.

“Luna, it’ll be okay”, Harry says to me, “We’re gonna have fun on stage and then you can call Beth’s kids and the doctors to see how she’s doing. She’s going to be okay, Luna.”

“No. No it isn’t”, I say to him with tears in my eyes. We’re sitting in the back of the tour bus while Niall, Louis, and Liam are up front, “Harry, this is the time I need to be with my family. And I have to leave. Put yourself in the situation I’m in right now with my family. There’s an 80% chance I just said goodbye to my sister for the last time in my life. That could have been the last time I’ve ever see her. Do you understand how I feel right now? Because I feel like shit”

“I’m sorry Luna. I really am. I hate seeing you so sad, we all do. You know we’re all here for you and we just want you to be healthy and happy.” I sigh knowing where this is going. The boys are concerned I don’t get enough sleep or eat enough. “You really need to eat and sleep more Luna. And I know you’re tired of hearing it, but if you do it we’ll stop bothering you about it. We’re just looking out for you because we’re worried and want you to be okay.”

I sigh and walk out of the room. I stay silent to everyone as I grab a granola bar from the front part of the bus and return to Harry. I take a bite and say, “Fine. I’ll sleep tonight after I call my sister.”

“Thank you Luna. I love you” he pulls me into a hug.

***

This show is going to be so hard to get through. We’re about halfway through right now when I hear the intro to “Story of My Life” begin. I freeze. My mom’s favorite song. My sister would always send me videos of mom singing to this in the car. I’m going to cry and of course my part is right in the beginning. I open my mouth to sing “And I’ll be gone, gone tonight”, but nothing comes out. I leave the mic on the stand and walk away back towards the band. I can’t just go off stage. We still have half of the show!

I hear Niall’s voice take over the rest of my verse as I’m full on sobbing in the back of the stage so less people can see me. Louis and Harry come back and wrap me in hugs as Niall and Liam finish the song. Once it’s over I’m still crying, a little less but still. I’m mentally praising myself and Candy for choosing the waterproof mascara for tonight. All the guys are wrapped around me and the crowd is screaming. I take a deep breath a back away from all the guys.
“You okay?” Harry asks me. He’s genuinely worried about me. I can’t even look at him or Niall right now or else I’ll start crying again.

“Yeah sure, let’s go.” And with that we walk back up the stage and the crowd screams even louder. I give them a smile so they know I’m okay. It’s the fakest smile I’ve ever given anyone, but they all seemed to buy into it.

***

The rest of the night went kind of smoothly. I know I wasn’t acting myself, but that’s because all I could think about was getting off this stage so I can go talk to my sister.

Finally, after the encore we ran off the stage. I bolted straight to my dressing room and called Beth’s husband.

“Hey Luna, can I call you back? Now isn’t a good time?” he says.

My heart drops, “S-Sure. I might be asleep though. Um call me whenever.”

I want to cry. I shouldn’t have left. If I wanted to know how my sister was doing, I’d be there with her. My dressing room door opens and all the boys walk in.

“Why aren’t you on the phone?” Niall asks me softly as everyone walks in. They all sit.

“Because Beth’s husband said it isn’t a good time so he has to call me back, but I should’ve just stayed if I actually cared though, right? I mean I’m so selfi-” I manage to get out through the tears.

Niall pulls me into him so I’m on his lap. I hug my arms around his neck and cry into his shoulder for a little while. He rubs my back. After a few minutes, Candy knocks on the door saying we need to go to security in 5 minutes to go back to the bus.

***

We’re sitting on the bus, onto our next location. We have to drive all night so we can do interviews all day tomorrow. We’re watching the TV show Friends when my phone rings. Simon Cowell shows up on the caller ID.

“Be right back” I say to the boys before walking towards the back to take the phone call privately. “Hello, Simon.”

“Hello Luna. Why were you having a melt down on stage tonight?” he asks me very bluntly.

“Well, emotions just kind took over me when ‘Story of My Life’ came on because it was my mom’s favorite song.” I don’t really know what he wants me to say.

“Well don’t let it happen again, unless we ask you to. You’re being paid to sing, not cry. The fact that Niall and Liam had to do the entire song by themselves is bull shit. People could’ve gotten upset.” he snaps.

I don’t know what he wants me to say again, “I-I’m sorry.”

“Good. I have to go now. Don’t fuck up the interviews tomorrow and we won’t have a problem. Goodbye.” he hangs up before I even get a chance to say bye.

What just happened? I can’t help that I cried. If I could go back in time and change it, I would! I feel stupid and pathetic. I just want to sleep. I wash my face and change into pajamas.

“Night guys, I’m going to bed.” I say to the guys.

“Wait, I’ll come with you.” Niall says to me. He knows I like to cuddle when I sleep. It helps me sleep better. I smile at him.

We get in the back room and he takes everything off except his boxers. He sings me little songs to help me sleep. It’s always easier to sleep with his arms around me.

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Notes

I'm bored of writing sad stuff!!

i'm going on vacation thursday so please don't expect any updates after that. then school will start so i'll have to think of a schedule for updates.

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