Harry Styles One Shots

"Do to me what you'd do to yourself."

A/n// This is actually someone else's idea, it isnt mine. I can't remember who wrote it but I read it a little while ago. It won't be exactly word for word because I don't remember how it was worded, but all credits go to whoever wrote it!

⚠️WARNING⚠️
Mentions of:
     sharp objects—razor blades
     Blood
     Self Harm

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Tears fell from my eyes as I stared at the wall in front in me. I was visiting Harry on tour, and I've only been here two days. Two days, and everything seems to go wrong. Rumors about Harry and some supermodel dating, my mom and dad getting a divorce, fans hating, my brother being shot in Afghanistan. All in two days. Its too much.

Me and Harry haven't came out that we were dating yet, and its been a few months. He says it's because he doesn't want me exposed to that world, but he has no problem showing off all those other girls.

Ally and Harry are cute together, anyways. Y/n needs to go somewhere and suck it.

She probably does already.

Guys, she's only using Harry for fame and money. She isn't even all that pretty, she needs Harry so her ego can grow.

She's stuck up, she should just go kill herself, she means nothing to Harry.

Harry doesn't even like Y/n. He's using her the same way she's using him.

There were more as I continued to scroll down my Twitter feed. I sniffled, more tears falling from my eyes.

I heard the door open and close downstairs. I rushed to the bedroom door and quickly, but quietly shut it. I stay quiet as Harry called, "Babe, I'm home!"

I rummaged my dresser drawers to find my razor blade. I carried it with me for protection purposes. I used to cut before and I promised Harry I'd stop when I met him a few years ago. He found my blade once, and I quickly told him it was only for protection.

That isn't the case anymore.

I held the sharp metal in my hands, and sat in front of the computer tears still heavily falling from my eyes.

Ally and Harry?

Hally shippers are excited to know that Harry Styles and Ally Madison went on two dates already!

Does Harry Styles have a new lover?

I didn't notice I harshly sliced my arm until I felt a large amount of blood dripping from my wrist.

"Y/n?" Harry called through the house again. I didn't answer him, I let out a silent scream.

I tilted my head back, and provided my wrist with another cut just below the first one. The ugly scars on my legs and wrist pushing me further. To go deeper with my cuts.

I don't deserve Harry. He doesn't love me. If he did, he'd tell everyone we were together! He'd tell everyone him and Ally weren't dating! But no! He wants to keep it a secret and not say anything. Keep me a secret. I thought he loved me.

"He doesn't love you," I softly cried and gave my wrist one last cut. This one hurt. It stung and burned and I felt dizzy and lightheaded. I was scared I cut something important, but what does it matter? I've been getting death threats anyways. No one will care if I was gone.

I fell back on the bed, my head spinning, my vision shifting from black to normal.

The banging on the room door made me jump. "Y/n? Baby, are you in there?" He continued to bang on the door.