Emily's POV
I woke up alone in my room again, my mom must get straight to work early in the morning. I checked my phone, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw a new text message from Harry.
-I know you're probably asleep right now, but I wanted to apologize for slamming the door on you, I was being childish. I can't fall asleep, because I can't stop thinking about it. I hope you still want to go out with me tomorrow. Sleep well, Emily. H
A small squeal escaped my mouth, my hands flew up to my face to muffle my inhumane noises. No fucking way. Harry just sent me the 'H'. The legendary 'H'. My hands were shaking and I couldn't think of anything to write him back. My stomach was doing flips, how could I possibly be so lucky? I wanted to tell someone, but I decided against it. It probably wouldn't turn out well if the news about mine and Harry's friendship leaked. I thought about the word 'friendship', were we friends?
-Apology accepted. How about we hit the water park today? I've been dying to go down some water slides.
I sent Harry a bunch of swimming emojis at the end of the text. Harry answered almost immediately.
-Deal. Ill swing by in 20 minutes?
Shit. 20 minutes? Was that enough time? I didn't have confidence to ask Harry for more time so I just told him I would be ready. I practically ran into the bathroom, checking my appearance in the mirror, I really needed to shower. I set a 10 minute timer on my phone and took the quickest shower of my life. I washed my hair and then quickly grazed a razor across my body to remove stubble. I hopped out of the shower and threw on a floral high waisted bathing suit. The bottoms came up to just bellow my belly button, I actually smiled a little at my appearance in the mirror, I liked the way it hid my stomach a bit, I was so insecure about my stomach, but of course I couldn't seem to find any of my one piece bathing suits. I threw on a very light and almost see-through white dress over my swimsuit, it fell to about the middle of my thighs. I put my hair in a loose side braid and put on my makeup as fast as I could, I made sure to cover my bruises well, and wear waterproof mascara. I was in the middle of finishing up my makeup when I was cut off by a knock on the door. I silently cursed to myself, but my makeup looked good enough.
"Hello." I said with a smile as I opened the door, expecting it to be Harry, but it was Niall. "Oh, Niall, what are you doing here?" I asked, surprised to see him.
"I just wanted to check on you." I knew exactly what he meant the second he finished his sentence. I sighed, and let him inside. I sat down on my bed, putting on my sandals and didn't say anything back to Niall. "Are you okay?" Niall asked me, I looked up and saw his pretty blue eyes were full of worry. I didn't want him to worry about me, it only made me more upset.
"Yes, Niall, I'm fine. You know, just because I self harm doesn't mean I feel like shit all the time." I told him, but I was partially lying. I do feel like shit almost all the time.
"Sorry." He said quietly, looking at the floor. "I just... I don't know much about this kinda thing and I was hoping you could, maybe teach me? I want to know, I want to help you." I laughed out loud and I could see Niall's cheeks glowing pink, I didn't mean to embarrass him but I just found the situation funny.
"You can't help me Niall, no one can." I stood up from the bed to pack a purse with sunscreen and things. "I don't even understand it myself, I don't know how to teach you."
"Just try, please." Niall pleaded, he softly gripped my upper arms, holding me in front of him, his eyes begging me to talk. I pulled away from his grip and continued to get myself ready, it was easier to talk without making eye contact. He already knew so much, I don't see why to not tell him the rest.
