seeing with stars | h.s

•Chapter 36•

{Harry}

I've been trying to hide my depression these past few days, but it seems all too obvious to everyone. I have only made a few "minor" changes. Its been chilly so I went shopping, and when I came back, I noticed that every piece of clothing was black or a dark grey. I also had a longing to get a tattoo. I spotted this dark shop and entered it. After a while, they asked what I wanted. I told them a black hollow star, Because its exactly how I felt. I've burnt out of the happiness I once contained. I felt empty. I also began cutting again, but that was something only I knew.

Its February 4th, and I snuck out of the house - to celebrate my birthday even though I was 3 days late - alone. I went to the busiest intersection and just sat at the corner, watching everyone become blinded and continue their lives without noticing me. Even people walking past pretended I wasn't there. Its as if they had blinders on just like a horse, focusing on themselves all of the time, rushing, rushing, rushing. I noticed how easy it is to become invisible, and deep down, I hoped, wished, that one of those cars, lost control, and struck me. Allowing it all be over and gone in a fraction of a second. I don't know, maybe I'm being too selfish, maybe, I am the one with the problem. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. Everything probably. I always notice how I seem to screw everything up all of the time.

How different would the world be if I weren't in it? If I were to leave, no one would probably notice, I could leave right now and not a soul would care. Not one person.

There I go again, feeling sorry for myself.

{Harper}

I wonder if Harry is alright... its just, I remember how much he was hurt last time, I really wonder how he feels now. I shouldn't even care, what am I thinking?

I go into my room trying not to think about my brother sitting and slobbering with one of the rudest girls in school.

I open my phone to see 18 texts from Jake, but none from Harry. I set my phone down without checking my messages.

I look at my clock. Its almost 10:30.

Shouldn't Sophia be going home? 'Friends' go home at 7:45. Doesn't mom know?

I roll into my bed, lying down to think through the past two weeks... Ignoring the giggling coming through my wall.

Luckily tomorrow is Sunday, so I might call up Jake.

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That night, I dreamt that my life was destroyed be one minor thing. But the whole time, I never knew what that one thing was.

I wake up panting, shaking, and that one name came to my mind.

Harry. Or... Wait who?

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Sorry this is a short chapter!!

Im very tired...😂

STAAAY GORGEOUS!!!!!

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