Safely In My Lovers Arms

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Hellooo I'm so sorry I haven't been writing a lot but I promise I will try to do it more! *Un edited* 1237 words

!Tw! In this story I'm gonna write about self harm pls take care of yourself if this is a hard subject for you skip this one. You are loved and I'm so proud of you! <3

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Louis pov:

The voices doesn't stop it's too loud I need to make them stop. It's 4pm I'm home alone Harry is in the studio recording his first album, I'm so proud of him I wish I could be a better boyfriend. It's getting bad again I've been struggling since I was 13 but it was getting better when I was 18. I got in the band meeting Niall, Zayn, Liam and Harry, not knowing they would save my life, not knowing Harry would become the most important and special person for me. He learned to love myself he can comfort me when no-one else can. He's just so special. But sometimes it's still hard to stay clean and ignore the voices in my head who tells me I'm not a good person and I can't sing and nobody loves me or the most painful one, Harry doesn't deserve a boyfriend like me.

It's too loud I need to do it again. Im in the bedroom with the blade in my hand the one I promise I would never touch for this reason again to the love of my life, and now I'm about to break that promise. But I need to feel it again. I put the blade on my wrist I push hard go deeper you deserve this. I go deeper.
I put the blade away again and I sit down on the floor with my head resting on the bath side. I just sit there not feeling anything.

Harry pov:

"Louis I'm home!" I walk into our house put my shoes and jacket off and put them where they belong. I say Louis' name again he probably felt asleep even if it's only 5pm. "Louis? Darling I'm home where are you?" I say almost scream through the house hoping he would hear me. I walk into the living room hoping to find him sleeping with Grease on the tv. He is not here. "Lou?" I say again this time a lot louder. I start getting worried normally I have a happy Lou in my arms even before I can get in the house, but now I don't have my lover in my arms. I walk upstairs to our bedroom again hoping to find him asleep on my side of the bed (He sleeps on my side of the bed when he miss me.) No Louis.

When I walk to our bathroom I hear little sniffles. "Louis?" I say to the bathroom door. "Louis can I come in darling?" I say again. He doesn't respond so I go in. I wouldn't do that cause I don't want him to make uncomfortable as I know what happened when he was just a kid. I hoped I would find him again crying about his scars and I need to tell him again that I always will love him and that his scars are his battle scares. But this time it's worse.

I open the door carefully. "Darling I'm worried about you I'm coming in." I open the door fully only to see my beautiful Sun sitting against the bathroom a few tears slipping out of his eyes but beside that he's just sitting there staring to the wall what's Infront of him. I see the fresh cuts but I don't pray attention to it. Now I need to make sure that he knows I'm here for him and giving him the comfort he wants.

"Darling can I touch you?" He looks at me with those sad blue eyes. The eyes I fell in love with, seeing him like this breaks my heart. He nods and I put my arms around him he breaks. I let him cry in my neck while I try to calm him down. After a few minutes he stopped crying only to hear a few sniffels. "Baby can you tell me what happened, why did you hurt yourself again? You are so beautiful I wish I could take your pain away you don't deserve this. It breaks my heart to seeing you like this and not being able to help you. Do you wanna talk about it Lou?" He's still in my arms.

Louis pov:

"Do you wanna talk about it Lou?" The way his voice sounds makes me wanna cry again. How can he still loves me? You don't deserve me. I say out loud. "What do you mean? Im so lucky to have a beautiful, smart, amazing singer, and the sweetest person for his family all for me." I get out of his arms to look at him. I feel the tears rolling out of my eyes. "Come on we are gonna talk in the bedroom." Harry carry me to our bedroom and put me on our bed. He sit next to me and I immediately curls in his body. "Can you talk to me about what maked to feel like that again babe?" Harry ask soft. I start saying everything I've been thinking the past few days.

You don't deserve me Harry I'm not good enough for anyone you deserve so much better than me, a broken boy who need to hurt himself to stop the voices when they are too loud. I can't handle my own brain it tells me to hurt myself I know I shouldn't do it but you where not here and I needed something to calm the voices down. I couldn't call you cause you where recording so I know you have you phone on silent. I just wish I was better for you.

I cried more I just let everything out. "Darling." His voice breaks. "You are enough. I can't wish for a better boyfriend you understand me better than anyone in this world you makes me so happy and hearing what's going on in your mind breaks me I wish you could see yourself through my eyes talent, beautiful, smart, sweet, funny, handsome, sexy, good in bottom me. That last one makes us laugh. "No but seriously you are so so amazing really Lou. And I'm so sorry I wasn't there to help you but please if it ever happens again call me okay Im always here for you I promise." I look in his eyes. Harry gives me a warm hug and a soft kiss on my lips.

"We are gonna clean those cuts darling come on." Harry leads me to our bathroom and clean my wounds. He takes me back to our bed and he lays me softly on it. He put the covers over me I close my eyes and I feel him close to me. "I love you so much you are so perfect to me my beautiful Lou." That's the last thing I hear before I fal into a peaceful sleep. Safely in my lovers arms.

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Thank you so much for reading this! If you are struggling with sh pls ask for help you don't deserve the pain you give yourself. ❤️

It's been a long time but I promise I will try to upload more!

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