HARRY„And you were the first person that told me I am beautiful."
„Really?"
„Yeah."
It's silent for the next two minutes and Louis and I look at the cold, blue water right infront of our eyes and I carefully touch it with one of my fingers.
„It's very cold."
„Yeah."
I watch the moonlight and the lights of the Tower Bridge reflect in the water while I close my eyes to collect my thoughts once again.
Do I really want to die like this?
Do I really want to die now?
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Fanfic„We can jump together. We can fall together. We can be free together." TW: TALK ABOUT SUICIDE, MENTION OF RAPE, DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, SELF HARM, SELF-ESTEEM 🍿-SHORT STORY, EDITED- 🍿 For all victims of domestic violence. Let's never close our eyes to...