⁠☞ narry one-shots

✎rash measures

tw : unaliving attempt - please skip if you aren't comfortable

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(I literally had to do this all over again because my other version didn't publish. Not all my italics and bolds from the previous version will be there but I'll fix it later)

Niall's pov :

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for not being enough for you.

Enough for you to stay. To give your love. Your heart. Your last name.

I'm sorry for not being the person you can spend the rest of your life with.

And I'm sorry for what I'm about to do now...

The wind whipped against my face and I stood tall on the ridge of the bridge.

I look down at the rippling water and felt serenity set in me.

Finally.

Everytime I crossed this bridge I always felt fear lace in with the temptations.

But now...I'm free.

I lift my foot slightly and imagine all my burdens pulling me into the water.

I imagine my mum bleeding out in my arms.

I imagine mourning alone with no one to turn to for comfort.

Ma was killed by drug dealers who wanted more than they initially charged.

They wanted something from me, but they took everything from my mum.

They declared that her death would be a secret from the world or they would come after the rest of my family.

It was all my fault.

I thought I could live with it. I thought I could be strong to carry it alone.

But why carry it, when you could easily get rid of it?

I leaned forward towards the water and tuned out all the shrieks from the stupid people.

There's only one person who can make me stay.

But he let go of me years ago.

And now it's time for me to let go too.

My legs push against the concrete and I felt my body being thrust downwards.

Screams of panic and horror pierced the morning air.

What do they care?

I scrunched my eyes shut and succumbed to darkness as my body slammed into the water.

Peace.

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Harry's pov :

"LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" I cheered and everyone exploded in a mass of whoops and whistles.

Everyone being Sarah, Pauly, Mitch, Jeff and the rest of the band.

Yeah, it was no club party, but in some way, it was much better to have everyone I cared about within the walls of my apartment.

Almost everyone at least...

"Hey bro, wanna take some shots?" Mitch walked up to me carrying small cup of alcohol.

I shook my head, "Nah. I'm off alcohol this month."

He scowled, "Your diet is such a party pooper!"

Raising an eyebrow, I chuckled at him,"Did you just say party pooper?"