Chapter 15

                                    

                                          
I finished my song and ran off the stage. I was a bit surprised at how many knew my song.
                          
"That was good babe. Do you want to get changed and watch the boys when they go on?" Max asked me.
                          
I nodded my head as I handed my microphone to Jake. "I just want some food right now. When do they go on?"
                          
"About a half hour. I can get you something?" 
                          
"I will find something." I continued to walk to the dressing room where I found a new shirt. I didn't realize how much you sweat because those lights were fucking hot and blinding. 
                          
I turned around the saw Harry sitting on the couch. 
                          
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize.." I started.
                          
"Why?" Harry asked.
                          
"What do you mean?" What is he talking about?
                          
"Why didn't you call? You left me with nothing, thinking I did something wrong. Was being around Liam too much for you? We were supposed to have a baby together." He whispered, "we were supposed to have a baby."
                          
"There's a lot you don't know and I am not about to tell you. I'll find you lat-" before I could finish, my vision went black.
                          
**Harry's POV**
                          
We were all in the green room about to hear Tove Lo sing. I grabbed a bottle of water and focused on her face. Where have I seen her before? 
                          
She started to sing and then it clicked in my head. Kaylie. They have the same voice, except Tove Lo has a different accent. I decided it was a little too much for me, so I went into the changing room. I need to be by myself.
                          
How could she not tell me she was back? Why did she not call me? I thought we were going to be together, but I guess I was wrong. 
                          
I must have zoned out for a couple minutes because the door opened. I knew it was her. Oh, how I can remember her perfume. 
                          
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize.." She started.
                          
"Why?" I asked.
                          
"What do you mean?" 
                          
"Why didn't you call? You left me with nothing, thinking I did something wrong. Was being around Liam too much for you? We were supposed to have a baby together." I whispered, "we were supposed to have a baby." I looked up at her face and could tell something was wrong.
                          
"There's a lot you don't know and I am not about to tell you. I'll find you lat-" before she could finish, I noticed her eyes roll back and her body become limp, coming forward. 
                          
I acted fast and caught her before she crashed on the floor. I picked her up and brought her over to where I was sitting and laid her down. I went to the rack and grabbed a random shirt and poured my water onto it. Next, I placed the cold shirt on her head. 
                          
"Harry, we need-woah." I looked up at Louis, who just barged in. "What did you do to her?"
                          
"What makes you think I did something?" I brushed past him and grabbed the dude that called her babe. I dragged him to the dressing room and pushed him in, "stay with her until I get back. She does not get off this couch."
                          
"So you know what's best for my girlfriend?" He asked me. What was his name? 
                          
"I've probably spent more time with her in the past year than you have, so yes." I slammed the door and went to find Paul. I found him near the stairs where we were supposed to enter in the next couple of minutes. 
                          
"Harry, why aren't you with the others?" He asked concerned. 
                          
"Get medic to the dressing room. She better be there when I get back." I walked to where the rest of the boys were and grabbed my microphone. We did our warm ups and before I knew it, we were on stage, performing.
                          
**Max's POV**
                          
I was talking to Jake before I was being dragged by Harry. He dragged me to the dressing room where I saw Ebba lying on the couch with a wet shirt on her head. 
                          
"Stay with her until I get back. She does not get off this couch." Harry angrily said to me.
                          
"So you know what's best for my girlfriend?" I bit back. Who does he think he is?
                          
"I've probably spent more time with her in the past year than you have, so yes." He slammed the door and left.

                          
A few minutes later the door opened again with one of the medics. "Do you know what's wrong with her?" 
                          
"No, I've only been here for a couple of minutes. I just grabbed these bottles for when she wakes up." 
                          
He checked her pupils and ran an IV. "She's dehydrated. When's the last time she ate?"
                          
"A couple of days. Unless she had something when she came here, but I doubt it." Now that I think about it, I haven't seen her eat in at least a week, partly because she was asleep for about two days. 
                          
"Alright. I will have to watch after her for a couple of hours. You can go get her something for when she wakes up."
                          
Three hours later
                          
I came back to the dressing room with some food. I saw Ebba sitting up talking to the medic, still with the IV in her hand. 
                          
"How are you feeling?" I asked.
                          
"Like a truck hit me in the face and is still running over me," she smiled back.
                          
I sat next to her, where she took the food and started eating. 
                          
"The boys should be done after they sing 'What Makes You Beautiful' and then we can head back."
                          
"You can go back with Jake. I am going to hang out with the boys before they leave tomorrow."
                          
"Alright, but don't stay up too late. You have a concert tomorrow."
                          
I kissed her forehead and walked towards the door. I turned back and smiled, "Try not to kiss any of them." I made my way to the stage and started to help Jake break some equipment down.