Changing For You(Harry fanfic)

Chapter 18

2 months later... (Laurens POV)

The hate has been getting 100 times worse. I havnt told Harry, because I don't want him to flip out on his fans again.

This is it.

I cannot take this anymore.

The people telling me to kill myself.

The words

Ugly

Whore

Worthless

Slut

Anerextic

Fat

All ring threw my head.

I have to get out of this.

My life is like an ballon.

Its full and fun when you first blow it up, but everyday it gets weaker, and weaker until it just pops.

Today is that day.

I walk over to my ihome, and turn on little things. Today Harrys at an interveiw so its the perfect time.

"Your hand fits in mine like its made just for me

But bear this in mind it was ment to be

And im joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me.

I know youve never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile

I know youve never loved your stomach or your theighs

The dimples in your back at the bottem of your spine

But i love them endlessly.

*Chours*

You cant go to bed without a cup of tea

And maybe thats the reason that you talk in your sleep

And all those conversations are the secrets that i keep

Though it makes no sense to me.

I know youve never loved the sound of your voice on tape

You never want to know how much you weigh

You still have to squeeze into your jeans

But your perfect to me

*Chours*

Youll never love yourself half as much as I love you

Youll never treat yourself right darling but I want you too

If I let you know Im here for you

Then maybe youll love yourself

Like I

Love you.

*Chours*

I wont let these little things slip out of my mouth

Cause its you

Oh its you

Its you

They add up to

And im in love with you..

And all your little things.

I ripped open my drawer and grabbed my gun.

I stoped myself and grabbed a peice of paper.

Dear Harry,

Sorry for causing you all this trouble.

You are my most amazing boyfriend I have ever had, and I love you soo much. But I just cant take it anymore. Theres nothing you couldve done so dont think its your fault. Its not. Its my fault for being born. Its my fault for being the person everyone hates. I love you babe. I will be with you in spirt.

Love,

Lauren Styles.

I picked up my gun again and pointed it to my head.

"Im sorry world. For everything." And then everything stoped.

My world stoped.

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I told you there would be a sad ending.

Im going to do a epilouge just to make you guys happy.

Im sorry for making you all sad.

Comment if you cried.

Bye now

Mwah!

~Bailey