Harry Styles Preferences

#96 Never Let Me Go-Florence And The Machine(Part 2)

It was cold and dark on the cliff. I took my shoes off letting the snow stain and freeze my feet. I was wearing a black short gown he got me last Christmas. I spin the paper airplane necklace in my hand. I was at the end of the park my clothes packed neatly on the bench where I just talked to Harry just a moment ago. The photo laid pushed up by the phone.

I heard my phone Buzz again probably another harsh text on Twitter. My last post was simply. You got what you wanted. I walked closer to the cliff it was a lady like way to go. I shove the pills into my mouth and dryly swallowed and took a deep breath knowing it was my last and jumped knowing that my I would wash up on shore. The water burst in acceptance as it consumed me. The air I saved in me like a jar unsettled and left my body I felt the sedative was kicking in. I opened my eyes too see Harry looking at me. His eyes were blank and dark. "I thought you were stronger than this." He said solely. I looked up and away from him.

You will have to live with just that photograph. I thought. "What is going to happen when they find you?" He said as the water filled my lungs. "Help me I don't want to die!" I shouted realizing it fighting but all came out were blurps as Harry held my hand. "Don't let me go!" I shouted as he squeeze my hand as I hit my head against the rock. A pure...Bella move. Nice... I thought as I looked at the fractured moonlight and I thought about what Harry would think. "I would think

I am evil.:-P