Harry
It has been a day, nine hours, and forty five minutes and I haven't heard from Luna.
I mean is she okay?
What was scarring her?
What if something bad happened to her and I can't be there to protect her?
Even though we met through text like almost a week ago.
I feel like I should do anything in my power to be there for her.
It doesn't make sense, but to me it does. The boys might think I'm crazy or something if I told them.
As of right now I'm pacing back and forth in the hotel room, checking my phone every ten seconds.
Still nothing.
What if she's in danger?
What if she got kidnapped?
What if someone broke into her house and that's why she was scarred?
Or maybe it was aliens? You really never know.
I'm maybe exaggerating a bit with the whole no text message yet.
But can I ever be to worried?
Maybe not.
Liam says it's not healthy to stress to much, but I can't help it!
I'm sure she's okay. I just need to calm down.
Deep breaths Harry, deep breaths.
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I'm serious!!!
Don't let me write anymore!!!
I'm ruining this story!!!
I need help!!!
Next chapter will be back to text messaging!!!
Stay Strong💋
Love You My Little Pandicorns🐼
∞Summer