Letting out a deep sigh, あなた rub your temples in frustration. Your father had just called あなた to tell あなた that your mom had been admitted to the hospital because of a serious cough she had gotten. あなた are currently on tour with your boyfriend, Justin, and あなた can’t do anything about it. Your phone beeps and あなた receive yet another ‘are あなた okay?’ text from one of your cousins who had obviously also gotten the message. あなた let out a small shriek, wanting to just fall asleep and forget everything. あなた and your mom had always been close but あなた had recently started talking less when あなた had gone to visit Justin for a couple of months while he was on tour. It wasn’t that your mom loved あなた less for visiting him, rather the opposite. She was proud of あなた and Justin and your relationship with him. She was happy to see that あなた both worked hard to make the long distance relationship work. “Baby, what’s wrong?” Justin asks suddenly, making あなた lash your head around to locate the sound. Justin looks at あなた concernedly and when あなた meet his gaze, he immediately sits down beside あなた on the hotel room couch. “Nothing.” あなた sigh, “It’s just that… Dad just called and… He 発言しました tha-that mom’s in the hospital. She was admitted today because of a bad cough. I don’t know what’s happening, Justin! I-I’m supposed to be there for her but I’m here, halfway across the world. I-” Before あなた can say more, Justin has あなた wrapped up in his embrace as sobs wrecks through your body. He sneaks one of his hands under your t-shirt and rubs your back while the other is stroking your hair. “Shh…” He whispers softly as あなた cry into his shirt. He eventually pulls away and places his hands on your shoulders, forcing あなた to look directly at him. “It’s going to be okay. [Y/M/N] is strong, あなた know that. Remember that time when we were in 5th grade and she broke her ribs when she fell down the stairs?” あなた nod slowly, sniffing. あなた still can’t see where he’s going with this. “She was up and going the 分 the doctor gave her the okay. She’ll be fine, [Y/N]. I promise.” Justin offers あなた a small smile as he wipes the few tears, which are still falling from your eyes, with his thumb. “Thank you,” あなた whisper, your voice hoarse. “Thank あなた for always being there for me. Thank あなた for loving me like あなた promised in 3rd grade. I 愛 you.” “I 愛 you, too, [Y/N].”