Cry >>> H.Styles

Cry >>> H.Styles (2)

||~Annabella POV~||

I woke up this morning crappy. Not like I usually do where I have to throw up. No this was different. I felt like my heart was breaking even more than it did. I started walking downstairs and saw Louis and Harry talking. 'Shit' I thought. As I got closer I started walking slower, my head went down, and the tears fell. Harry noticed and got up and started walking towards me. Then the thoughts came. "Stay away from my man" "You're a slut." "You only want him for his money" "wonder how many guys she fucked". I turned around and ran up to my room and I ran to the bathroom and threw up. 'Can't this just stop.' I thought. Then I heard the door open.

"You okay?" I heard and faced Louis.

"Yeah just the B-A-B-Y playing games with me." I said not wanting Harry to know. But that didn't work because Harry noticed and walked out, with tears in his eyes.

"Harry!" Louis said running after him.

I walked over to the door and eavesdropped.

"Harry...Harry...HARRY!!!! STOP BEING A FUCKING PRICK AND LISTEN NOW!!!"

"TELL ME WHY I SHOULD LISTEN! TELL ME WHY SHE DIDN'T TELL ME! TELL ME WHY "THEY" HATE US!" Then all I heard was sobbing. Me and Harry were crying. It hurts knowing that your so called fans hate me and Harry being together but for the other boys it's all good. Full of happiness and love.

I opened my door and walked out. I took a quick glance at Harry. His face was wet, his eyes were puffy and his emerald green eyes were red. He looked hurt, angry, and sad, and it hurt me so much that I started running. I ran out of the house and ran to The one direction's house. Which was 3-4 miles away. It was just a house that all the boys bought and stay together after a tour, or if one of them needed to get away the one would go to relax. It was also a studio for me and only me. I walked up the stairs to the house and unlocked it. I walked in and walked to the bathroom. I pulled out a razor and started cutting myself. This was the first time I did it and I don't regret it. I need the so called fans to know that they hurt me. As I started cutting I felt every feeling disappear. But that didn't last long because It just came back and the tears started again. I went done to my studio and started singing.

||Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face

You told me how proud you were but I walked away

If only I knew what I know today

I would hold you in my arms

I would take the pain away

Thank you for all you've done

Forgive all your mistakes

There's nothing I wouldn't do

To hear your voice again

Sometimes I want to call you but I know you won't be there

I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do

And I've hurt myself by hurting you

Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit

Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss

You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this

Would you tell me I was wrong?

Would you help me understand?

Are you looking down upon me?

Are you proud of who I am?

There's nothing I wouldn't do

To have just one more chance

To look into your eyes and see you looking back

I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do

And I've hurt myself

If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that

I've missed you since you've been away

Oh, it's dangerous

It's so out of line to try to turn back time

I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do

And I've hurt myself

By hurting you||

I finished singing and got up and went to my own room and wrote a note goodbye to my family, to my friends, to Harry, and to my baby. Even though me and the baby were going to be in the same place I it to know that I loved it. I grabbed a bottle of vodka and a thing of Niall's pills and started taking it. Pill, beer, pill, beer, pill, beer...ect. Till they were all gone. I heard the front door open and I ran to the closet. I closed the door and that was when I passed out.