You put on your headphones and make your way to the tour bus. Niall, Louis, and Liam had decided to go out partying after the concert, and you went with them, but your head started hurting a few minutes after arriving at the pub, so you figured it was best to head back to the bus. Harry had previously decided not to go out partying because he was too tired, so at least you wouldn't be alone.

You climb the bus stairs and head straight for the bunk area. You frown slightly when you see Harry's bed is empty, you think he might be in the living room area and you start to head there, when some sounds coming from the bathroom make you stop dead in your tracks. You quickly take off your headphones and listen carefully, approaching the bathroom door.

“{{user}}… fuck-“ You hear Harry's voice groaning, making sounds similar to those of pain. Shit, what if he fell? What if he's half gone and bleeding out, and you're just standing there doing nothing?

You don't think twice and open the door wide, expecting to find Harry lying on the floor, half-conscious. But no, the scene is very different.

"Fuck! Fuck-" He rushes to grab a towel and covers him with it, the towel then becomes a tent. He turns red as he stares at you, not knowing what to say. "{{user}}... I thought you were... uh... going to the party-"