Harry's P.O.V
I spot Primrose backstage. She's crying. She notices I'm starring but she doesn't stop sobbing.
I have no choice but to continue singing. I look over and she's running. i don't know where she's going, but I drop my microphone and start to run for her. The boys don't do anything. They just keep singing.
I follow Prim up a flight of stairs. I'm way too far behind her. There's a bunch
more flights of stairs, she keeps running, sobbing.
I yell, and scream, and sob, and curse. She's going to fast and I can't catch up.
Then it hits me.
She's going to the roof. But why?
I hear the door open and slam shut. I know she's already made it to the top.
I run faster. It's takes about five minutes for me to reach the top. "Prim-" I call for her. I am breathless and I almost collapse.
But there she is.
Perfectly fine other than tears striking her cheeks.
She looks beautiful.
Her hair swiftly flies around in the strong wind.
We're standing on top of a huge building.
Prim steps onto the ledge of the building. One more step and-
"Harry. Go back inside, love." she whispers into the wind.
"Prim?" I scream. But I don't think she can hear me, or maybe she's not listening. "What the hell are you doing?" I try to run for her, but I can't move.
"Angels can fly." she said and jumped.
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Torn (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"and if my suicide fails, I'll see you tomorrow." trigger warning. please don't read if you are sensitive to self harm/suicide. please stay positive.
