Instantly Falling For You l.s

Chapter 14

Harry's P.O.V

"Get off of me!" I yelled at the tall buff man that was on top of me. He just smiled slapped my right side cheek.

"Thats what you get for having me as your step father you dumb bum-fucker!" He yelled at threw a punch at my pale face.

"Damien is that all you got for him! He needs to learn his lesson!" I heard my mum scream from the livingroom where we were.

"Lesson of what!" I cried out

"A lesson for being a stupid hopeless gay ass fucker!" Damien yelled pulling my curls.

"Its your fault your father died! Your fault why Gemma left! Your fault that you fucked up your own life! And mostly your fault for what you fucken are right now! Some gay wothless fatass is what you are! I am ashamed to call you my son! To me you are dead just like your father!" My mum yelled so loud that a vein was popping out of her neck. I hold in my tears not wanting to show that im that weak. It hurts to hear your own mum say that to you. I saw my mum go into the kitchen and quickly came out with a knife in her hand. I saw her smile and she looked at Damien and Damien looked at me. I started to try to get free from his grip but Damien was way much larger and buffer than I was. My mum passed the sliver knife to Damien and I started to pry that I wasnt gonna die today. Damien raised the knife over his head and smirked at me.

"Well Harry Edwards Styles I Wish You A Very Good Death!" He growed while smirking at me. My mum was just staring not one single tear rolling off her cheek.

"N-" I yell just as I felt the knife go through me.

I woke up breathing heavily and cold sweat all over me. I looked at the wall in front of me thinking it was all just a nightmare. I started to cry tears rushly running down my cheeks. I got up and walked to the bathroom. I switched on the light and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess my hair everywhere, my eyes red, my lips all plumped, and mostly what I hated was my body. I hate everything about me but moslty my body im so fat. I pulled up my shirt and saw the purple bruises on my stomach. Imma be honest I think the bruises are way much better looking than I am. I started pinching my stomach and felt tears running down my face. I need to take this pain away I have to! I opened every cabniet quitly looking for something sharp. I opened one last one and found a razor lying on top of some pills. I took out the razor quickly (trying to to drop anything) and held it into my fist. Tears starting running down my cheeks like a waterfall. I went down to the floor and pulled up my sleeve. White faded scars were there and my new one from 2 days ago.

Queer!

Fat!

Worthless!

Ugly!

Faggot!

Bum-fucker!

I repeated those words in my head over and over again. I got the razor and just as I was gonna slice my skin i heard a knock on the door. "Knock"

"Harry?" I heard a calm and beautiful voice on the other side of the bathroom door. I ignored him and let more tears run down my cheek. I sat on the bathroom floor for about 3 minutes and I heard Louis mumble something. I heard the bathroom door click and the door opened. Shit! I didnt lock the door! Louis stood there with widen eyes.

"Oh my- Harry are you okay?" Louis asked and he rushed towards me. I whipped my tears with my jumper and sniffed. I closed my eyes thinking why did he come at this time. I flinched when I felt his hand touch my shoulder. I nodded my head not trusting my own words because i didnt want to sound weaker than I was. He sat down on the floor next to me and the room was quiet for a few minutes. To be honest I was tired all i wanted to do was go to sleep and never wake up in this hell called earth. Im thinking louis didnt notice the razor in my hand because he wouldnt even mention it which im thankful for. I saw Louis get up from the floor and he turned around facing me.