It was nearing the time Harry had to get on the stage for the night. Mabel, his opening act, was on the stage before Harry got on. Luna has already finished on the girls and now she was fussing around to get Mitch and Adam to put on without starting to complain.

"It's too tight" Mitch whined, making Luna give him a glare over Adam.

"You told me it was your shoe size" She said matter of factly, perfectly knowing she was winning the argument. Then turned to Adam with two pins placed between her lips. "Adam, stop moving, or you're going to get the stitches out"

"It's not my fault the jacket ripped. It- Well, it wasn't stitched strongly"

"Please stop talking, I don't speak dumb nor complaining" Luna grumbled as she tried to patch the ripped stitching on the edge. Then she talked to the side where her assistant was standing. "Lily can you please go with Mitch to see if there's a pair of shoes he's comfortable in?"

Luna spoke to the girl who was sitting on a stage prop, nose buried in her phone. At Luna's voice she looked up before cursing and leading Mitch to the dressing rooms.

"All she does is lounge around and do nothing" Adam asked in a confused.

"I'm just blaming it on teenage hormones and attitude but she's becoming hard to control" She grumbled under her breath as she took one of the pins away from her lips. "Adam why didn't you tell me the jacket was too small for you"

"You were busy with Sarah and Clare" Adam replied. "And I don't even know why Jeff hired that girl as your assistant"

Luna sighed as she finished and patted his shoulder in destress. "She even hits on Harry"

"Lunes?" that's when Harry stepped into the room. And he had a troubled expression on his face. "Little problem"

"Yes Harry?"

"These pants are too tight"

Adam jumped and let out a scream as he felt the needle pierce his skin by accident. Luna was frustrated. Everything seemed to be going wrong today. Luckily, the girls had nothing to complain about. It was the guys. Mitch's shoes were too tight. Adam's jacket was apparently too small and he ripped it while dress rehearsals and got his arm stuck in it. And now Harry says his pants are too tight.

"Adam, you're free to go" Luna said, trying to not loose her mind before the show. "I can't deal with all this at one time and the ripping is not even visible right now"

Adam had no choice other than to obey her. At last, Harry was the one who should be hundred percent groomed. He thanked Luna, receiving a nod from her before he stepped out of the room, leaving the singer and the stylist to solve their pants problem.

"You said your pants are too tight?" She tried her best to be calm about it.

"From like...this part..."

Harry only pointed to his crotch with a red face to that almost made Luna cry. It was true, the red pant looked quite tight and had gathered up in the joint a bit. And it looked as if the pants were short as well. She tried not to cry in front of him as she stepped forward to check if there something she could do about it.

"Next time no one is going to send my designs to the factory, I'm making them on my own. I'm going out of my fucking mind. First, Mitch's shoes. Then Adam's jacket and now your trousers! This is a disaster. And to second it all, my so called assistant have her nose buried in that bloody phone and won't help me at all. I'm going to ruin it all this can't be happening-"

"Luna, I can't find any other pair for Mitch-" Lily stepped into the room so suddenly, pausing Luna mid-rant. Her eyes scanned Luna before they fell on Harry. He scanned him up and down before her eyes stopping on his crotch not so shamefully. "Those pants do be looking tight man"

"Lily" Luna gritted through her teeth. "Get out"

But before she could do so, Clare burst through the door in a hurry, looking frantic. "Harry what are you doing, you're on in thirty second now go go go"

And just like that, Harry was led out of the room to the direction of the stage in a red suit and tight pants. Just great.

They were not even through two songs when Luna had to run on stage because Adam ripped the stitches again. Luna didn't even knew why he had to move his arm so damn much. He played bass guitar right? Then again, she had no idea about how to play music instruments other than the piano.

Luna was dressed in the usual stage attire, Black jeans, Black live on tour t-shirt with her name in the back, black shoes and hair tied back tightly. When she was called on to the stage she grabbed her kit and ran on to the stage.

Harry moved forward towards the crowd and proceed to entertain them with some jokes and what not while Luna helped Adam remove his guitar and tried to get the jacket off.

"Looks like we have some jacket problem over there" Harry turned towards them and a light quickly flickered on to them, making Luna groan at the attention. "Luna was a bit frustrated the whole day. Because Mitch's shoes are tight am I right?" He turned to Mitch and he nodded in return. "And Adam, well you can see what's going on over there. He got his arm stuck in the jacket and now the poor guy ripped it" And all of a sudden the two of them struggling to get the jacket out was playing on the big screen, making Luna's cheeks burn. "And my pants are also a little tight"

The audience began to scream loudly, making Luna's head dizzy. She forgot her ear piece backstage and now she might've just gone deaf.

"Alright alright, Luna don't have her ear piece on, let's all be quiet yeah?"

I mean, his pants were tight because of a garment problem. Not a legit problem in his pants, those perverts.

And for the rest of the ten minutes, Harry continued to make fun of them till the finally got Adam's arm out. The crowd cheered as Luna folded the jacket and closed her kit, preparing to go backstage.

"Everyone, say bye to Luna" The audience once again yelled, this time everyone chanting bye. Luna let out a chuckle as she waved towards them and turned to leave the stage. "God bless Luna and her outfits" She heard Harry say into the microphone.

The rest of the night went smoothly, she didn't had to climb on the stage. And it was all until Harry started singing Kiwi, the final song for the night. Then everything went wrong.

When Kiwi starts to play Harry's whole demeanor change. He goes from giggly and cute to hot and crazy. Luna always tells him to be careful of the moving a lot policy because he often rip his pants during Kiwi. So just in case, she gathered her kit and waited near the backdrop on the side.

It was only when Harry moved to the runway and bent down to scream in a fans face at the end of the song it happened. It all just happened in a flash. Even thought he was surrounded by rainbow colored lights, Luna saw Harry's face start to drain color. He moved away from the crowd too quick for her to imagine. As soon as the song ended, Harry was prancing across the stage and disappeared to the side, making the crowd go wild. But Luna knew it was more than just fooling around with the fans. Assuming he probably ripped his pants, Luna was quick to go across the backstage, trying to find her. But she was confused when she saw Sarah get up from the drums and Adam ripping off the guitar off his neck. Charlotte and Ny-oh, the standby of the backing band was quick to get on stage and all of them started playing a strong outro to finish the concert.

"Where is he?" Sarah came running towards Luna with Adam following.

"He ran towards the green rooms" Luna said in a rush. "What happened out here"

"We don't know" Adam said as they quickly moved towards the green rooms, trying to find Harry. "But either fans did something or he got sick"

The three pair of feet were patting in the cement tile as they ran down the hallway, calling out his name. By now, they could hear Mabel saying goodbye to the fans back on stage.

"Harry?" They called out. "Where are you?"

"HARRY!?"

"Just yell out to us if you're here"

The ran down the corridor, opening door in a hurry, looking for the guy who left the stage in a dash. And they stopped dead in tracks when they heard a sob in one of the room. Soon they were standing in front of the white door that had a paper stuck to the door, saying 'Dressing Room 01; Harry Styles'

"Harry?" Luna tried to reach out for him. "Can we come in"

They got no response. Except for heart breaking sobs.

"Can I come in?"

There were no response for a couple of seconds before his voice spoke up. "Yes" His voice was hoarse, meek.

Sarah signaled her to go on in so she carefully opened the door. And in was Harry Styles, curled up on the sofa, with his jacket discarded on the floor and arms wrapped around himself. And his eyes filled with glossy tears and cheeks burning.

"Oh Harry" She was quick to close the distance between them and sat down next to him. Harry ever so slowly leaned on her till he had his head buried in her neck and Luna brought her arms to wrap around him. Harry continued to let out sobs, hiccupping a bit in middle of cries. His hot tears were messing Luna's t-shirt but she couldn't care less. "Can you tell me what happened H?" She asked him once she felt he was calm enough.

Harry was still in his place of cuddling into the girl and he didn't seemed like he was going to move anytime soon.

"I was singing.." He started hesitantly. "Kiwi. And just-just like other days, I went over to the edge and just- just sang. And this-this fan. They-t-they grabbed m-me" Harry started shedding tears once again, but this time more quietly.

Luna furrowed her eyebrows as she took in what he just told her. She tightened her arms around him and rest her chin on top of his head.

"T-they g-groped m-me"

And Luna felt his heart break into pieces. To see Harry in this state right now, broke her heart. She hated when he cried. She hated when anyone cried. But with Harry it's different than others. The way tears would gather up in his emerald eyes before they start falling by one by one, down his rosy cheeks. Or the way he would try to swallow his little hiccups and cause his neck, ears and his to turn red. Or maybe it was the way he fist his little clammy hands as if he's trying to control the tears by pressure. Or maybe it was because harry rarely cried so when he does, it's heartbreaking.

"I d-din-didn't like i-it"

"Don't worry about it okay?" Luna softly spoke into his ear, trying to calm him down from the panic. "I'm here now, nobody can get to you. I'm going to keep you away from those bad people alright? If they come to get you, they will have to go through me first"

Everything felt okay.

Harry was slowing calming down once again.

But it only took a mere second for the moment to flip and change into a disaster.

For some reason Harry flinched in her arms so Luna quickly pulled back. harry stared at her before scrambling to get up and crowd into a corner. Luna had a feeling that something was not right. Harry's eyes were not forest green anymore, they were pitch black. He stared at her as if she did some thing bad.

"You planned it"

"What?" She dumbly asked as she slowly stood up from the couch.

"You planned it didn't you?"

Luna felt a lump setting on the pit of her stomach, scared of the meaning behind Harry's word. "Harry what are you talking about"

"My pants were tight. And you were the one who got them for me. You knew something like this was going to happen, didn't you?!" Harry suddenly moved forward, making Luna flinch in fear. She felt helpless. She never thought Harry would say something like this. "Now you got no answer yeah? I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU. YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE" by now he was screaming in her face and Luna was sure people outside the door could hear him clearly. She tried to calm down, telling herself that Harry was not in the right mindset to realize the fact that he's talking to Luna or about what's leaving his mouth.

"Harry stop, you know I would never do that"

"ACTING ALL INNOCENT WHEN IN REALITY YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, TRYING TO GET INTO MY PANTS. LILY IS HONESTLY BETTER THAN YOU ADDISON" So yes, he was in the right mind set to remember her name and that meant he knew what he was saying very well.

DID YOU THINK I LIKED THE OUTFITS YOU MADE ME?" Without even knowing, there were tears gathering up in her eyes. "MAKING ME LOOK LIKE A FUCKING GAY DANCER. AND THE HATE I RECEIVE FOR THAT. WIDE LEG PANTS AND COLORFUL JACKETS, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? AND PAINTING MY NAILS? WAY TO MAKE ME LOOK LIKE A STEREOTYPE AND MAKE EVERYONE HATE ME. NEWSFLASH LUNA, I HATE YOUR OUTFITS" 

She never knew Harry thought so low about her. She never thought he would think of anyone that way. And suddenly the door to the room bashed open and his band came running in. They saw the way Harry's nose were flaring and that he was dangerously close to Luna in an intimidating way. Mitch and Adam was quick to pounce on him and preventing him of doing anything as Sarah and Clare led a teary eyes Luna out of the room. Clare slammed the door close just as they stepped out but Luna's eyes were sharp to pick up the last words Harry said.

"I HATE Y-"

That's when she allowed herself to finally break down in Sarah's arms. The drummer led her to Luna's styling room with Clare following them on tow. Sarah sat her on the couch and let the girl cry all over her as Clare watched the scene unfold in front of her with sad eyes.

They had heard everything through the door. And it was a surprise when Harry attacked Luna of what happened. And they couldn't believe their ears when he started calling her names. Sarah let her fingers run through Luna's silk hair while she continued to cry into her.

"Angel, please stop crying" Sarah tried to calm her down. Clare sighed and came to sit behind her and put a hand in her back, rubbing soothingly.

"He didn't meant what he said alright?"

"Yeah, Clare's right" Sarah said in a soft voice. "He was just not in the right mindset"

"You know Harry would never do that"

"And Harry knows I would never do something like that" Luna said in between cries before lifting her head up and furiously wiping at her tears. She had no makeup on to smudge on the process. "He- He accused me of basically assault Clay. I didn't made the pant tighter or did anything crazy like that. And I-I don't even make them, it's on the garment factory. And he-he said I did it-" Sarah caught her tight as she broke down again. 

They let her cry like that for a bit before Luna finally calm down. She got up from the sofa before walking over to a vanity top and grabbing a water bottle.

"He said he hated me"

Sarah got up from the couch. "You know he didn't meant that Lunes"

"You-you heard what he said right?" She turned to look at Sarah and Clare who nodded slowly, their eyes trained on the floor. "Well he made it clear that I'm just like everyone else. He claimed that I was trying to get into his pants and all. I just wanted the best for him. Today was so stressful and I-before I could fix his pants he was being dragged onto the stage. He- he knows I would never do something like that, not in my wildest dreams. He even said Lily is better than me. And he- he thought of me like that Sarah. He was crying so much, I went in to comfort him and this is what I get?"

"Accusation of something I didn't even thought I did? All this time, all this time I've killed myself trying to make him look perfect so people won't come at me for not doing my job right. All the hate I receive on social media for being close friends with him, being his stylist. All the death threats I've ignored but the fact that they keep increasing every night. Being away from the only parent I have. After everything I kept up with just to- do you know how many outfits of mine gets rejected at the management meeting?" Luna pointed a finger at their direction, nose blaring from holding everything in and finally letting them all out at once. "I have to at least make three in a single day and everyday two of them gets thrown out. My hard work is just going down the drain but I don't mind because all of this is to keep and make him happy. And how am I supposed to feel when he says that he hates them?" Luna yelled. 

"He was the one who told me that he needs to find a way to express who he really are. What was he thinking when he sneaked into my room every night to get his nails painted? What was he thinking when he told me to make everything look colorful? What was he thinking? Did he ever thought about me making him look like a gay dancer? because Newsflash, he's not the only one receiving hater for it. The label is coming after me because of the vibrant pieces he's wearing. Jeffery practically kills me every night he find a flaw in a single outfit. I get money cut off my salary because of this. But I didn't mind because, he was so happy wearing them. I thought he loved the new him. Open and Free" She lowered her voice till it was just a whisper. "But I guess he didn't"

Sarah took a step forward to reach her but the door to the door to the dressing room swung open, and in stepped the devil himself. Harry looked like a mess. His hair was ruffled on top of his had as if he had ran his fingers through it for a long time. His eyes looked puffy and red as if he had been crying. His jacket was discarded somewhere and he was only wearing the tights he had underneath his pants. The button up he had on was unbuttoned from the top, showing away the two swallows.

"Lunes I am so-"

"Get out" Harry stopped in his tracks and looked at Luna dumbfounded. 

"What?"

"I said" Luna scowled. "Get out"

Harry stared at her with his jaw lightly hanging, no words coming out. 

"What? Did you think I was going to forgive you right then and there?" Luna sassed, pushing back the tears that was trotting their way to her eyelids. "Newsflash Styles, I don't work that way. Words hurt more than you think they do"

"Luna I just want to talk-"

"And continue what you stopped in that room?" Luna asked while she crossed her arms over her chest. "Okay, go on"

"No, I want apolo-"

"Stop" Luna said in a stern voice. "Stop it right there. Harry, I don't want to here you apologize alright? If you're here to apologize to me, then you can get out. But if you're not in the right mindset to leave this room, I am perfectly capable of leaving it myself" With that she grabbed her bag and marched over to the door. "Find another Stylist for you Styles, I'm leaving to New York" Harry took a large breath and tried to reach out to her but a hand on his shoulder stopped him from it. He looked back to where Clare was holding him in place.

"No means no Harry" She said with a shake of her head. He looked over at Sarah who had a disappointed look on her face. Clare was not even looking him in the eye. When he looked back, Luna was already gone.

"You messed up big this time Styles" Sarah said before walking over to the door. "You lost a literal angel"

"Try to make up with her big guy" Clare said, eyes still everywhere but him. "She was a keeper"

With that she wen over and joined Sarah at the door before both of them stepped out of the door. Leaving Harry and his thoughts in the room.