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You choke back a sob as you sit on the cold tiled floor of your bathroom, one of your hands clutching tightly onto your phones as your other hand wipes your tears. "Hello?" You hear Harry's voice answer, a breathy whimper escaping your lips. "My love, what's wrong?" You bite your lip, eyes shut closed. "I just... I'm home alone a-and I was on tw-twitter and I just... I can't..." You sob your voice starts to crack. You start wiping pathetically at your eyes. "Say no more, love. I'm on my way."