Death by Fame [A Zayn Malik and Harry Styles Fanfic]

I cannot believe how much I hate the world. The day I came home to find my parents lying on the ground bleeding, I couldn't handle myself. I ran upstairs, wrenching open my bathroom door and throwing myself inside. I called no one. I slammed shut the door and threw open the closet door. Furiously I rumaged through everything, ripping out towels and soap, make-up and nail polish, curling irons and lotions, until I found them. I tore open the box of brand new pink Venus razors. I grabbed two and dropped the package to the floor. I swiftly took off the covers. 

Holding one in each hand, I forcefully banged them on the granite counter. They wouldn't pop out.

"Ughh!!" I screamed in frustration. I slid down the wall, screaming hot tears rolling down my cheeks. I pulled my knees up to my chest and put my head inbetween them. I slowed my breathing and stood up. I ripped the curtain off the rack of the shower and tore off my long sleeved purple shirt. I climbed in the tub and set the razors on the soap holder. I put in the plug and turned on the water as hot as it would go. I leaned my head to the side and looked into the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot. Gross, I looked hideous. Not as bad as I will when someone acually cares enough to fucking find me, I thought, smirking. I held the razors up to my eyes and stuck my fingers on the blades. I pushed with all the strenght that I had. 

I moaned as they clicked and fell into the water. I held up my fingers to examine them. Blood gushed through tiny slits.

My head rushed through a high. I layed back my head and shut my eyes. I grabbed all the razors in my index fingers and thumbs and put them on both wrists. 

I opened my eyes to see what I was doing. Slowly, I punctured my skin close to my veins and formed an 18. The date. I knew I would never see it heal and scar. Back and forth I went, leaving jagged lines up and down the inside of my right arm. I did the same to the left arm but left a bit of clear skin around the eighteen. The dark blood flowed in big droplets into the water. It was starting to turn pink. I played with them as they dripped into the tub. I traced the swirls, ruining the paterns. I started getting lightheaded and my eyes drooped. They slid shut just as my head started to slip....