Sweet Creature (pt.3)
Harry P.O.V
As I was searching through Netflix, I didn’t find anything interesting so I decided to just go to sleep. I knew I was harsh with (Y/N) earlier and I was going to apologize for saying stupid shit all the time. She was right she have always put up with my shit lately and I was treating her so badly. I was stressing out with people, the world and everything. Making this debut album ALONE was fucking hard.
I walked upstairs and went to our room, but seeing she was not there.
“(Y/N)!” I called out.
No answer.
“Baby, where are you?” I searched in the bedroom and to see cloth splattered everywhere, all of her stuff was gone.
“No no no n- Love, where are you!” I was losing my shit, no this isn’t happening. No please tell me this isn’t real. I quickly took my phone opened it and try to call her.
“Please pick up baby” I whispered silently. Hoping I could here her sweet voice.
“The number you call is unavailable, please try again later. The num-” I hung up and called again and she still didn’t answer. I was worried, fuck I was panicking. (Y/N) has depression and anxiety and god knows what might she be doing now. Please dear god help me, this was all my fucking fault. I punched the wall next to me so hard that there was a whole and my knuckles was bloody. I try calling her bestfriend, she might know where she is.
“Hey Harry what’s up?” Olivia spoked through the phone.
“Is (Y/N) there with you?” I ask her hurriedly. Please say yes.
“Um, no. Is she okay? Did something happened” She asked worriedly. Fuck, where could she be?
“JUST TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK SHE IS OLIVIA!” I screamed through the phone.
“Harry, calm down. She is not with me, I don’t know. Now please tell me is she okay because you’re freaking me out”
“Just meet me at my house”
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“Let me try and call her maybe she will answer” I told Olivia everything and she punched me and I deserved it.
The phone was ringing so long that I was starting to give up.
“Hello?” A small whisper was coming from the phone. She sounded so broken, all because of me being and asshole.
“(Y/N)? Are you ok you don’t sound so well” I decided to keep quiet because she would probably hang up. I let Olivia do all the talking.
“Yeah, I’m okay” she sniffed quietly. “You don’t sound okay” Olivia insisted. “Trust me I’m okay” She rushed. I was trying so hard not to cry, she sounded so broken and I was the one who broke her. “Where are you now?” Olivia asked. “Uh.. I’m at a hotel about 10 minutes away from my house” She hesitated at first whether or not to tell her location. “Why are you at the hotel?” I gave Olivia a ‘are you kidding me’ look. ‘I’m trying to see what she says!’ She mouthed. “Um…. Harry was still at the studio, I was scared to stay alone at that house because the house is big?” It sounded more like question than an answer
"Okay, if anything please call me I'm worried." "I'm okay"
