Suicidal (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Scars

I sat down at the table and the boys served me. We all ate, while still trying to get to know people. "So what were y'all planning on doing today?" I asked. "We're bringing you shopping." said Niall. "Why?" I asked furrowing my eyes brows. "We are going to get you something nice to wear to the club." said Harry with a wink. I ignored it. "How am I going to get into a club. I'm only seventeen." "We have our ways" said Zayn. I didn't ask anymore questions. I quickly got dressed. We left and went to different stores. The boys had very slutty tastes. By the end of the day I had denied almost every dress. But the boys still bought them. I finally found one that I liked. It was slutty looking but I felt comfortable in it. The boys approved. After buying the dress we went back to their apartment and I changed and put on my makeup. I straightened my curly brown hair and put some heels they had bought me on. I walked downstairs and every eye was locked on me. "Are y'all just going to sit there and stare or are we going to get in the car." We all piled into the car. Harry and I in the back. Liam and Zayn in the middle, and Louis in the passenger seat while Niall drove. As I looked out the window I felt some fingers touch my wrist. I looked to see a worried look on Harry's face. I followed his eyes to my wrist as I saw he was looking at my scars. I pulled my hand away, hoping he didn't know what they are. But by the look on his face I knew that he knew. He looked hurt. Now I had some explaining to do.