RILEY'S P.O.V
I slowly walked into my bedroom miserably as I slouched on my bed of my apartment I needed to think out my death and commit suicide soon.
Oh and you'd think terribly of me not introducing myself my name is Riley I guess there isn't much to say apart from the fact I'm going kill myself yes that's right folks kill myself your not hearing things so calm down what's one life to billions more?...... Exactly and that's how I feel.As the sun started to set I put on my pyjamas or in other words a long shirt and some underwear and slipped into bed my eyes slowly closing in the process.
#Dream#
I walked forward the space getting closer together as I walked slowly up to my mothers pills in the cupboard I grabbed the box turning around walking into my room downing the entire box in one mouth full I started to get slightly dizzy as i collapsed in my roomI rose seeing a small body on the floor I smiled and stepped into the light
#end of dream#
I woke up my forehead drenched in sweat and hair sticking to it I was panting rapidly after the dream came back I picked up my phone messaging my best friend felicityMe: hey, had the same dream again I think it's my time to go I love you thank you for making the past 18 years of my life bearable see you up above I will forever be watching you love Riley. Xoxo
Fuck head: BABE WHAT NO DONT DO THAT SLEEP ON IT IM COMING OVER IN AN HOUR I HAVE TO GET THROUGH THE TRAFFIC PLEASE JUST WAIT.
ME: fine um see you tomorrow at 5:30 pm at my doorstep instead okay promise I won't kill myself best bitch
BEST BITCH: good love you xx
I popped my phone to my side and went to see what there was for breakfast
I chose cornflakes with almond milk and mixed berries I sat at my dining room table chewing my cereal happily once I had finished I changed out of my pyjamas and put on a pair of Denim washed skinny jeans with rips in them with a white singlet and a dark blue and baby blue flannelette over the top as a jacket along with my favourite black boots and black fedora and I curled my brunette ombré blonde hair to make it wavy as I applied my neutral makeup and grabbed my purse to head out and buy a shake from the blender cafeWhen the feeling struck me my arms pleading for pain the demons speaking
"Do it Riley cut yourself who loves you"
"Exactly listen to them Riley the blade is aching to Pearce your skin letting all the pain go"I turned around running to the bathroom I found the blade I used to cut my skin with and started to cut my arms letting the wounds multiply I had about ten new cuts when I stopped cleaning my arms and putting on the bandage and pulling my sleeves down I grabbed my purse and keys whilst walking down the cafe strip of the city when I heard a stampede of screaming girls I walked into the blender taking a seat at my regular table when a young man with a mop of curls and stunning green eyes looked down at me
"Excuse me miss" he spoke
"Yeah what is it" i said barley even caring about what he was saying
"I couldn't help but notice the blood on the table next to your arm" he said looking concerned
"Shit" I whispered noticing the tiny few drops of blood in the table he picked up my arm pulling my sleeve down and lifted up the bandage kissing the cuts
"W-what are you doing" I stuttered
He sat in front of me smiling
"Do you by any chance know who i am" he said smiling
"Yeah your Harry styles who cares your just a guy why should I treat you any different to any other guy" I said
"I like you already" he smiled his dimples showing and my insides hardened god
"Um why" I asked Clearly annoyed
"Where do you live?" He questioned
"Why?" I mimicked his voice smiling at his adorableness
"Here I wrote it down before shoving it to him he smiled as I got up walking out and up to the apartment tower
"WAIT" I heard Harry's voice
"Yes!" I turned around cocking my head to the side
"What's your name" he asked
"Riley" he smiled
"Well did you know I live in the penthouse above yours?'
"clearly not" I smiled before walking up into the building and into my apartment smiling.
I heard him smile behind me moments later.
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Save me (Harry styles)
Teen FictionShe was stressed depressed and we'll dressed He was famous loving and caring She was 19 He was 21 She is called Riley He is called Harry