*ON HOLD* Crazy, ill minded me... (A one direction fan fiction)

Chapter 12:

Authors Note-Once again I am so sorry that chapter 11 was so bad, ly x

Chapter 12:

*Niall’s POV*

I waited a few hours for the boy’s to leave, to give Willow time to think if she needed it. So, when I finally entered Willow’s room cold air pressed against my warm skin.

Two of the windows were wide open and Willow was nowhere in sight. The bed was still made and untouched from the last time I’d seen it and the room looked the same as ever. I couldn’t see Willow, but I could hear her heavy breathing and the occasional stifled cry.

“Willow?” I call still looking around. I hear a whimper from the corner and I turned to see Willow rocking back and forth. Tears where pouring down her cheeks and she looked frightened, she looked tiny and really bony. She was wearing the same clothes as she had on earlier but they seemed too big and baggy for her fragile body and she had a black jacket on that didn’t look her size.

First, I closed the windows because it was freezing and Willow was shaking. Then, I approached Willow whose eyes flickered to me. She looked slightly out of it and as it she didn’t understand what was going on.

I wrapped my arms around her before picking her up and carrying her over to the bed. She looked awkward and out of place against the cream and white spotty duvet.

“How are you sweet heart?” I asked rubbing gentle soothing circles on her back making her less tense.

She swallowed before nodding and saying, “I’m fine.” I knew better than that though, I knew she was so upset and lost and yet she was still trying to push it away.

Turning around I went to go get her some water, but a bright shine from the corner caught my eye. I approached it before slowly picking it up. My heart skipped a beat and I looked from the thing in my hand to Willow, her face stared at the blade as if she was remembering something.

The blade I was holding was covered in now dry blood, rushing over to Willow I laid her back before slowly attempting to pull up he sleeves. She let out a cry of pain but I continued pulling them up. Dry blood stained her skin making my heart pound and that’s when I realised what she’d done-she had gone over every single scar her mum had given her, some still bleeding.

“Oh, Willow,”I whispered making her head turn away from the horrible bloody cuts and stare lifelessly into my eyes.

Carefully, I took of her jacket before carrying her to the sofa. I got out my first aid kit with the alcohol gel that prevented infection before ringing Liam and telling him he needed to come over, fast.

Filling up a bowl of hot water, I started to clean the first cut making Willow whimper and cry. Liam barged in, looking really worried.

Help, I mouthed to him before he hurried over looking down at the cuts with wide eyes before saying, “What happened?”

Willow was crying but she didn’t look completely there, as if she was escaping to a nicer place or a worse one. Liam knew what he was doing here he started to clean the cuts first with water and getting rid of the blood, then he cleaned them with the special gel.

I had to admit it looked painful, Willow kept crying and pulling her arms back and some of the cuts were actually really deep.

The thought kept running through my mind: Where did she get the blade from?

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*Willow’s POV*

Niall was asleep next to me on the sofa, I was quite sure of it. I could feel his heavy breaths on the back of my neck.