I was always a very young 19 year old living in London with a horrible life hoping badly to change.
I was sitting down in my bathtub,my worst terrible days got worst.I just wanted to die already.I checked my phone and I had recived a lot of notifications,"You little fucking whore die"a lot of mean comments I was tired of.I lay down in the warm water as I saw my cuts on my legs,bruises on my arms,why couldn't I just be dead.I heard an argument,it was my next door neighbors they were alway arguing.I got into the water and covered my ears.I finally got out and dried up.I put on a long sweater from Forever 21 with some jeans and my white converse.I walked down my stairs as always my mother was laying in the couch with a beer,she was drunk.I use to have a happy life until my dad died.I now with my mother in a little small house with 2 rooms.I was sorry for my mother,she had a deppression really bad.I open the door and walked outside I went on a walk listening to Lana Del Rey.I finally decided to stop in a little cafe,I got a nice warm frapuccion with a crossicant.A man came in,he looked amazing,brown curly hair,green eyes,and tatoos on him arms.
He came up to me I looked down at my coffee and he looked at me."May i sit here?"he said a lovely mint breath touched.
I nodded I just kept on looking around the cafe as he drinked his coffee.
"What's your name doll?",he asked me.
"Camilla",i said i felt my cheeks turning red.
"Lovely name I'm Harry.",he said taking his hand out to shake mine.He looked down at my hand and I think he saw the bruises.
We just talked and talked for hours,he asked me for my number and obviously I gave it to him.
"anyways it's getting dark,i got to go because i came walking.",I told him.
"It's alight dear I'll take you to your house.",Harry said opening the door for me.
"I got into his car it was so perfect.
He drove me home and on the way we just talked about ourselfs it took us 1 hour to get to my house.We fianlly got there,"Well thank you Harry i got to go.",I said taking off my seatbelt.
"Wait" he said holding my hand,"will we talk or see each other again?",he said holding my hand.
I nodded and got off,I waved goodbye and got on my porch.
