It's been a month since I tried to kill myself. I'm not loved. Everybody hates me. Even my parents, whom I haven't seen in a year. I'm a junior in high school and I haven't even had my first kiss yet. I live in my own apartment. I've always been the person that sits in the back I the classroom and doesn't say a word. Many people make fun of me calling me a nerd, geek, etc. I try to ignore it but sometimes it just hurts. The only thing that helps me is One Direction and Ed Sheeran. Some days ill just sit in my bathtub, listening to Kiss Me and They Don't Know About Us thinking about how no one will ever love me. How I will never experience the things they sing about. I'll never have that special person. The scars won't go away.... Mentally and physically.
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Suicidal (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
Hayran KurguWhat happens when Y/n, the loner of the school meets One Direction? Will she find love or just become even more Suicidal. ⓒ 2013 fanfictioner1d