__Harry__
I didn't fall back asleep after I laid on Louis. I placed my fingers on his tanned chest and drew little patterns..
Deep down, I knew if anyone walked in, they'd think we were weird.. but we were just friends
"Liam's very homophobic" I whispered as I watched my fingertips dance across Louis' softly tanned skin
"yes, he is.." he whispered
He was watching my fingers aswell
"You didn't deny when he said we had sex" I grinned a little
"Eh. He just wanted to be there too, that's why he said it. He's bi"
"I know. I heard that rumor too" I finally looked up at him
"Your eyes are pretty" I blurted out
He grinned as my cheeks turned red
"Everything about you is pretty" he told me softly as he brought a hand up to play with my curls
"Not everything" I whispered
"What?"
"My scars aren't pretty"
"I disagree"
I stared at him.. he must be crazy
Those scars aren't pretty. They're.. terrifying. They're like this reminding that I'm imperfect.
"They're part of you. And you are beautiful, inside and out. They show that you beat depression, Haz. They show that you saved yourself"
"That you saved me" I corrected him
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Lost In Your Own Mind ~L.S~
FanfictionHarry struggles with depression and anorexia. His body is small and fragile. He's malnourished and bleeding from every cut his body consumes. The new boy at school can't stand to see the hurt in those green eyes..
