Harrys POV:
When I got home, I immediately felt unhappy again. All I could think about was how disgusting I felt for eating. Not only how disgusted I am with myself but how disgusting Louis must think I am. He must think that I'm weird or that something's wrong with me because I ate too much. I can't blame him; I'm disgusted with myself too.
I decided to take a shower to get rid of my thoughts, but it just made things worse. As I took off my oversized hoodie, I saw my arms that had gross gashes on them. I took off the rest of my clothes and looked in the mirror.
I know that I'm not fat, but my brain keeps telling me that I am. As I look at myself, I can see my ribcage and my hipbones. I look down to see the abundance of old scars on my thighs. If louis never wants to talk to me ever again, I would understand why.
Louis is honestly the most perfect human being I have ever seen. He had piercing blue eyes, he had feathery brown hair, a beautiful smile, and he had a nice body from what I could see. I wish I could be like him. Louis seems so confident and outgoing. He is the complete opposite of me.
I shake my head to bring me out of my thoughts and I got into the shower. As I felt the hot water run over me my arms and legs started to burn as the water went over the cuts. I deserved the pain though.
I finished my shower and headed into my bedroom. As I was getting dressed my phone suddenly dinged. I slipped on some sweatpants and a hoodie then went to see who it was. A text from louis showed up on the screen.
Louis: Hey Harry, I'm kind of bored want to come over and chill for a little?
I was a little shocked. I can't believe louis still wants to talk to me after what happened at the restaurant. Didn't louis think I was weird for not eating? I turn to the clock by my bed and its 7pm. I decided to text him back.
Harry: Hey Lou, I would love to come over. send me your address and I'll be there in a little :)
he sent me his address and before I left the house I decided to do my hair. I put a little leave in conditioner in and tied my still damp hair into a bun. I also decided to put on some of my perfume that smelled like honey and strawberries.
After taking a few deep breaths to calm my nerves I put on my shoes and headed over to louis house.
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