harry styles imagines♡

you commit suicide

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*A/N before I start this I just want to say that suicide is not something that should be joked around with. I think it is a very serious matter that needs to be more well known. Check out my hashtag on instagram #helpstandagainstsuicide if you would like to help. My username is the same as it is here, sarahflynn61. Thank you so much. Now, on with the story*

*y/n's POV*

I am currently sitting on the bathroom floor of Harry and I's house. I held the razor blade to my skin as I swipe it along the scars already inprinted on my skin from previous incidents.

The hate from all of the fans got too much for me I guess. They all say I'm fat, ugly, a slut, a gold-digger. I've heard it all. I just wanted everything to be over.

Harry said that he wouldn't be back for a while so that gives me plenty of time to get this done and over with. I just want it to be quick so its less painful for everyone else.

I suddenly hear something jingling at the door. Shit. Harry was home. Its now or never I guess.

*Harry's POV*

I come into y/n and I's shared bedroom only to find that she is no where to be found. I knock on the door of the bathroom and as soon as I take my hand off the door, I hear my baby girl's quiet sobs. Poor baby.

"y/n sweetie is everything okay?" I say, hoping she will reply.

All I hear in response are her cries.

"Y/n" I say with a little more earnestness in my voice. "Y/n are you okay?"

I'm getting frustrated so I break open the door to find my sweet litte baby girl crumpled on the floor, holding a razor blade to her precious skin. The sight broke my heart.

"Y/n baby what are you doing?" I soothingly ask her while I put her into my lap.

"Please be dead. Please be dead. I want to be dead." is all I hear barely come from her beautiful lips.

"Baby what happened?" I cry, knowing I wasn't there to help her when she needed it.

"All that hate. Its getting to me Harry. I can't take it anymore!" She screams, scaring me.

"Baby, I'm sure there are other ways to handle it. Safer ways." I say, hoping she'll stop and agree with me.

"I'm sorry Harry. I love you so much. Goodbye." And with that, she takes one last swipe at her wrist, and she's gone. Her soft eyes close and her beautiful lips part. She's gone, and I can't do anything about it.

I am sobbing now, holding her in my arms.
"See you soon baby girl." I simply say, knowing that soon, I will be with her, up in Heaven.