*WARNING* This contains self-harm. Read at your own risk.
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Y/N POV
I was standing by the gates of my high school, waiting for by best friend, Amy, to come. The bell had rung and I decided to go inside, thinking she wasn't going to come today. "Y/N, wait up!" I heard Amy shriek. "Finally, I thought you were going to ditch again. Niall came by a few minutes ago to ask where you were." I scolded her. "Sorry mom." She muttered. Soon enough, we both erupted into loud and un-humanly laughter. Amy walked me to 1st hour, which so happened to be Math.
"Kay, I gotta go, see you during Lunch!" she said while walking the other way. I walked in and heard someone I was hoping not to see today, "Hey Y/N! Did you go to Jake's party yesterday? Oh, you didn't because you were too busy stuffing your nose in that stupid book of yours!" Harry Styles, the captain of the football (A/N this is American football. Continue.) yelled from the back of the class. "Oh shut up, and books aren't that bad! You would know that if you weren't shoving your nose in-between some girls legs!" I snapped back, while sitting down. The classed made an 'oooo' sound at my comeback. Harry was about to say something but the teacher came in. "As you can see some problems are written on the board, please work on them in silence. Whoever talks will be sent to the principal's office. Begin." I got out my notebook and began copying and working on the problems. I felt someone slip in the seat beside me. "Well, well, well... who knew you had in you. Bitch, you better be ready when I roast your ass tomorrow." I heard the deep and husky British voice say. I rolled my eyes and continued working on the problems
He kept on talking to me and I kept on ignoring him. He didn't get the message that I didn't want to talk and kept insulting me. I lost it when he called me a 'stubborn bitch who couldn't control her feelings'. I couldn't take this anymore and I got up and yelled, "THAT'S IT! IVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULL HARRY! CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE?" I yelled in Harry's face. "WELL MAYBE I DON'T WANNA SHUT UP!" he yelled back. "Miss. Y/L/N and Mr. Styles get out and to the principal's office!" the teacher yelled. I groaned and walked out, Harry hot on my tail. "Now look what you've done. You are so hilarious; you can't insult to save your life!" Harry laughed. "Funny? Do you think this is funny?!" I pulled up the sleeves of my shirt, only to reveal the scars on the wrists and arms.
"What-", he started but I cut him off. "I do this every day because of you! Sometimes I even want to kill myself because you! Can't you see that it hurts?" I rambled. I felt a pair of soft lips moving roughly on mine. I was pushed back towards the wall, making out with my bully. My hands found its way in his curls and his around my waist. We were kissing for a while, he pulled away first. "I always bully you because I like you, and I know you would never like me back. You are way too good for me and way out of my league. And I-I think I love you." Harry said. "Well it usually wouldn't have hurt but it really did hurt because I love you too." I answered "Be mine?" I nodded my head and pulled him in for another kiss.
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If anyone of you self-harm or have suicidal thoughts or have attempted suicide, I am here is you need someone to talk to.
All the fucking love,
-Kat
