I went into my bathroom to get ready for bed. I look to the corner and i see my razor. My wrists feel empty without my scars. I started the shower and grabbed my razor. I stepped into the shower and sat down. I looked at my wrist and put the razor up to it. I forcefully slid my razor across it. Ten i did it again... And again... And again. It felt so good. I felt like i was in control for once. All of the blood was rushing down my wrist to the shower drain. I smiled at my creaion. I like to think of my wrists as canvasses and my razor as a paintbrush that only uses red paint. I stood up in my shower and started to cleanse myself. My wrist was burning like crazy but i didnt care. I finished cleansing and stepped out of the shower. I wrapped a towel and wrapped it around my body. I took my makeup off and began to blowdry my hair. I didnt really have that much hair so it only took about 10 minutes. When I got done with that, i got into my pj's and headed to my bed. I looked at my phone to see if i had any messages. Nope. No friends means no messages. Wait... I had one... From Harry!
'Hey, love:) want to come over after school tomorrow?xx.'
'Sure! I'll bring the project suplies.'
Alright! Sounds good! Sweet dreams, Skye!'
'You too, Harry!'
And I went to bed. I cant believe he actually texted me! I was surprised! Well, hopefully tomorrow goes well.
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*Morning*
BEEP BEEP BEEP
I hear my phone alarm go off. I stop it and get out of bed. I go straight for the bathroom to get ready for school. I put on my makeup and do my hair down today. I go to my closet and pick out today's outfit: a lace, zip up tanktop, denim skinny jeans, and a leather jacket. It was raining outside so i decided to wear a jacket plus i want to hide my scars. I accompany my outfit by adding about 5 bracelets and some earring studs. I look in the mirror. "It looks like i am going to a club," I whisper to myself. I grab my bag and walk downstairs. I see my dad in the kitchen eating breakfast. "Have a good day at work dad!" I say. Once again, no reply. I walk out the door and start walking to school. I pull out my phone and earbuds and listen to some music. I put it on shuffle and 'Never Been Hurt' by Demi Lovato came on.
"I felt picture perfect.
On and off a shelf to a broken friend of mine,
A broken friend of mi-i-ine
It comes back and haunts me.
A bullet undercover fooled me everytime,
Fooled me every ti-i-ime
But even if i lose it all
I have so much left to give, i won't give up
No no.
My heart is on the frontline
I'm not afraid.
I will love you, like I've never been hurt.
Run throu fire for you, like I've never been burnt.
I'm gonna give it all like I've never lost.
I'm gonna give it all I've got.
I will love you.
I will love like I've never been
Huuuuuurrrrt
Never been
Huuuuuurrttt."
I arrived at school. I saw Alex and he saw me. Shit. He starts to walk over to me and I stop because i know if i go any further i will get punished.
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