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Chapter 53 - This is It.

Harry's point of view.

It's been two days since Emily called out my name and woke up. I haven't left her side since, not closing my eyes and my hand not leaving hers. I missed serval shows, but I didn't care. I know the boys and fans are disappointed in me... But doesn't happiness comes first? I can't preform when my happiness is lying in a hospital bed.

We haven't talked about the text messages yet. Whenever I get to the topic, Emily would jump to another subject. I don't blame her, but it hurts me to see the scars on her wrist. Yes, that's how she tried to end her life. She promised me and her parents that she wouldn't do it again, yet she did. I'm not angry or disappointed, well not at her.

"Did that really happen?" She asks me silently, smiling weak at the story I've told. I nod my head, smiling as well.

"It did, it was hilarious."

We went silent and I look down, catching myself staring at the bandage around her wrists.

"We need to talk about it Emily." I say softly and she nods, sitting back in the bed.

"Okay."

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Julia's point of view.

I look at Harry's face, waiting for the truth. He looks so disappointed in me, I promised him I wouldn't do it again... But I did. He doesn't trust me anymore, I can see it in his eyes.

"I wasn't thinking Emily."

I nod at his words and look at our intertwined hands. I feel so guilty.

"'Me neither."

"Did you really mean to kill yourself?" Harry grip around my hand became tighter and I put my other hand on top of his, squeezing lightly.

"No. I just. You and Cole hurt me so bad and I...-"

"Cole?" Harry frowns and I look down.

"You called me those names, it hurt me like you threw a knife right through my heart. Then I saw Cole, he was saying the same things. Why did you two say that." I cry and sob loudly, shaking my head at the memories. Harry takes a shaky breath and kisses my knuckles.

"I'm so sorry."

"Why?" I sob and look at Harry with a frown.

"I didn't want to admit that it was my fault. I am so sorry for blaming you. I am so sorry for saying those words. You have no idea how much it hurt me when I heard you tried to kill yourself." Harry breaths, small tears rolling from his eyes.

"I didn't mean to kill myself, I didn't. I'm so sorry Harry. I broke the promise, you should hate me." I shake my head and put my hand in front of my mouth, breathing heavily. Harry quickly sits in the bed next to me and hold me close, whispering sweet things in my ear. I don't deserve him.

"It's okay now, I'm here. We're okay."

Were we?

"Ms. Talbott? Oh I'm sorry to interrupt." The doctor walked in and me and Harry gave him a small smile.

"You're okay to go home." He nods at us and leaves the room again. Harry stands up and grabs his bag, taking several pieces of clothing.

"They're mine, I didn't go to your house yet." He tells me and gives me a shirt with black sweats. I smile thankfully at him and get changed in the room next this one. The clothes were way too big for me, but they were really soft and comfy. And they smelled like Harry, which made me feel safe.