Harry Styles Sad Imagines

I'm Sorry

(AJ's POV)
I walked into mine and Harry's bedroom. I lay down next to Harry and start cuddling up to him. Immediately he checks my wrists to make sure I didn't cut myself, he knows me too well and he knows how suicidal and depressed I am. He still loves me even though he knows how fucked up I am.
"Baby, you promised you wouldn't cut this week!" He says sadly, seeing the marks on my wrist.
"I-I'm sorry, Harry......" I say, a tear rolling down my cheek.
"It's okay. I still love you."
"But Harry-" I think, "I'm not good enough for you, I'm just a fucked up suicidal bitch. I'm fat and ugly and I know what you're going to do: You're going to tell me that you love me and stuff. Well guess what Harry? Love won't fix me. Love is what broke me in the first place. Just leave me."
"Awwww, you're so cute and sweet," is what I end up saying out loud. I'm starting to regret what I'm going to do.
"Harry," I tell him right before we go to bed, "I love you. You're so cute and sweet and I just love you so much!" I kiss the top of his nose and his forehead. Then he presses his soft lips against mine and we share a passionate kiss. I'll miss him so much, but I have to do this. It's not fair to everyone on this world that I'm still alive; it's obvious no one wants me here.
"Goodnight, AJ." Harry says.
"Goodbye, my love." I respond quietly.
To Harry, I say,
"Goodnight my little cupcake!"
As soon as I hear Harry snoring, I know it's time. I kiss Harry on the head, tears flowing like Niagara Falls, and I whisper,
"I love you, Harry. Please don't become sad because of what I did. I know you'll miss me but in a few months you'll forget me. I'm not that hard to forget, Haz. Just please find someone new, someone who isn't fucked up and suicidal like me. Sorry for leaving you.... Goodbye." I sneak into the bathroom and grab the bottle of pills. I don't know what they were for, but I take whatever I can fit in my throat and I swallow them. I walk back to Harry and write him a note that said exactly what I whispered to him earlier.
"Love you, Haz...." I tell him finally.
I cuddle up to Harry one last time. This time I lay right on his chest so I can hear his heart beat for the last time. It might calm me before I leave..... All of a sudden, I-
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(Harry's POV)
I wake up right under AJ.
Wait..... She's not waking up.
Why isn't she waking up!?
She didn't.....
She wouldn't.....
Of course she would!
No......
I grab the piece of paper I see on our nightstand.
I read it once and start sobbing uncontrollably.
"A-AJ! WHY WHY WHY WOULD YOU......" I stop mid-sentence. I don't want her to think I'm mad at her.....
"I miss you! Please come back to me!" I sob.
I just sit down on the edge of the bed, thinking.
Why did she do it?
Why now?
Why didn't she tell me so I could help her?
Because she didn't want me to save her...
AJ always has been suicidal and I just didn't think she would-oh, who am I kidding, of course I thought she would end up killing herself. I know what I have to do now. I go up to the balcony, stand on the fence, and just fall.
Goodbye, life