Harry's P.O.V
(this will be very very very short)
*Ring Ring Ring*
*Ring Ring Ring*
I wake up to my phone ringing in the middle of the night. Cassia left this afternoon so I kinda just went to sleep when I got home. I look at my caller ID.
Taylor.
Why would she be...Cassia. I immediately answer.
"Taylor why are you calling me at 4:00 in the morning.? Is Cassia okay.?" I ask. I hear movement and sirens in the background, along with her sobs.
"Taylor.! Answer me.!" I scream. I hope I didn't wake the boys up.
"The p-plane it c-crashed." she stutters. Oh no.
"Are you okay.?" I ask.
"Of course I'm fine but..." she drifts off. No. No. No.
"She's alright, right.? Cassia is okay...RIGHT.?!" I say frantically.
"They r-rushed her to the h-hospital. We're in New York. I don't k-know what's w-wrong, they just t-took her." she says between sobs.
"But what I do know." she continues.
"What.?" I say, trying to hold back my tears.
"The baby. It's gone."
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