I was the first person to wake up. Which was weird considering I was the last person to fall asleep plus I am NOT a morning person so I usually sleep till like 2 in the afternoon. I checked my phone and it read 1:36. Okay not too bad. I turned around and saw a face. I about screamed then I realized it was Harry. We were the only people who fell asleep on the floor. Then I noticed Harry's arm was wrapped around me and our fingers were intwined. Opps. I scrambled over to the end of the sofa and sat up against it careful not to hit it too hard and wake up anyone or accidentally hit Harry. It was so funny though! Everyone was on the sofa like a bunch of knocked over dominos. Mike was on the end then Liam, then Niall, then Zayn, then Brooke, then Gavin. They were all laying on each other with the funniest sleeping expression I can't even describe, you would have to see them. I was trying my very hardest not to laugh as I took a picture of all of them. Not like I could put it on Instagram, Twitter, etc. because I am not supposed to know these guys according to management.
I was scrolling though my Instagram waiting for someone to get up. Harry moaned, "Uggg you were keeping me warm!" Then he opened is eyes and looked at me. I looked up from my phone at him "Sorry I woke up." He just moaned again and turned around pulling the blanket further up on himself. Yep he went back to bed.
Later on Mike was the first to get up. Then he was trying his hardest not to wake everyone else up while he was trying to get to the bathroom, but that failed. As soon as he stood up Liam smacked his head on the arm rest and he woke up which woke Niall up then it was a whole chain reaction thing. Then I remembered the events that took place last night. I leaped up after Mike stopping him on the way to the bathroom. "Hey by the way dad came home last night." Mike was now completely woken up, eyes wide " Are you okay?" "No, just a bunch of bruises. I had Brooke help me bandage them last night." I responded. "Wait you didn't tell her about him did you? He asked. "No don't worry about it I figured something out." He just nodded then proceeded going into the bathroom.
I went back to the floor in the position I was sitting before I got up. It was a lie though, I didn't have it figured out. I had no clue what to tell Brooke. I know I needed to tell her the truth but Mike would be so furious with me. She would be able to keep it a secret, I've known her since 1st grade. She would take a bullet for me. Then again...she would take a bullet for me so she wouldn't want me hurt. Well she hasn't tried to get me to stop cutting. Wait, yes she has...several times. So basically if I told her about my abusive father she would keep it a secret for me, but would try to stop it someway. Yep I know she would call social services or whatever it's called. CRAP! I completely switched thoughts. My dad can't be here. We're probably going to go upstairs for food soon and if he's there, who knows what will happen.
I stealthily crawled up the stairs stopping at the top to scope the house for any sight of my dad. Nothing. I ran to the windows facing the driveway and peered through the curtains. My dad's car wasn't here. How could he have possibly left? His hangover was probably terrible, I know that for a fact. I checked the inside of the garage just to make sure. I mean there was no room to park a car, but just ya know, being sure. Still no car. Oh well I'm just going to try not to worry about it.
Back downstairs everyone was up and moving around even Harry was up. Harry motioned upstairs," Hey I'm gonna go start breakfast." He began to get up and walk upstairs to the kitchen. Everyone followed joyfully stomping up the stairs. We were all scattered around the kitchen. "So what do you guys want?" Harry asked. "POTATOES!" Niall shouted. Everyone just laughed at him. "I'll help you make it, what about some eggs, bacon, toast, and hash browns?" Zayn added. We all agreed to that and the two boys began to make the food easily finding their way around the kitchen. "Hey I'm gonna go take a shower save me some food for when I get out." I smiled and ran upstairs.
I walked into my bedroom closing that door then going into my bathroom also closing that door. I slowly tried taking my shirt off. It was really hard and I had to stop a few times, but I finally got my tank top and T-shirt off. I looked in the mirror at my bandaged body. It was all my fault it hurt so bad. If I ddn't cut I wouldn't need the bandage. All I would have are bruises instead of open wounds. I'm such an idiot. I began to strip the bandage off. When I was done I tucked it in the very back of my cabinet where only I would know where it was. I straightened up and looked into the mirror again. Slash after slash, line after line, patterned all over me. The only color I can see is red. I'm not even focused on the bruises. What would the boys do if they found out? Or Perrie, or Eleanor? Or my brother...Mike would be so hurt. He'd hate me. Thoughts began to flow in my head "Why would you do this to yourself?" "Is this just for attention?" "How could you be this stupid?" The words began to jumble. My mind began to spin, all I heard was yelling. All the people I cared about yelling at me for cutting. "I DIDN'T CHOOSE TO FEEL LIKE THIS!!" I screamed punching the mirror tears flowing down my face.
I snapped back to reality. Dang I screamed that like out loud I really hope I was the only one who heard it. I glanced at where I hit the mirror. Everything was blurry with tears still in my eyes. I began to wipe my eyes but saw red on my knuckles. I'm hallucinating. I didn't hit it that hard. I blinked a few times making my sight clear. The mirror was shattered. Not like shattered shattered though. Just like a spider web on the mirror but some pieces have fallen out. My knuckles weren't that bad, just a little scraped, but scraped enough for it to bleed. Okay it wasn't as bad as I thought at first. Although my hand was shaking REALLY bad. Both my hands were along with my legs too. I just finished stripping, took my hair out of my messy bun, then put some music on on my iPod. I walked over to my shower and turned the water on. When I got in it was more cold than hot. I didn't care enough to make it hotter though, plus it would sting really bad. I was shaking so bad. I slid my back down the wall and just sat there my legs pressed up against me like I was a ball. I began to sob. I was like that for a while. I didn't know exactly how long i was like that I just know 4 songs passed. Well you know what they say. The best place to cry is in the shower because no one can tell you're crying. Yep the shower is my new favorite place right now. Although I do have to get out at some point.
I stood up and did my normal shower routine. I was done in no time. I stepped out of the shower into my towel then walked out into my room and opened my closet. I settled with changing into light purple shorts and a t-shirt with a bunch of colors and grafiti on it. Then I just added black eye-liner, mascarra, and foundation. I decided to keep my hair down to dry straight. I beacme a lot happier within the 15 minutes of being out of the shower which was deffinatley a relief. I staggered down the stairs. The first people I see are Perrie, El, and Brooke sitting on the island in the middle of the kitchen. "EL, PERRIE!" I screached running to them with my arms open. They screached back "MORGAN!" Then jumped off the island and met me halfway gripping each other into a hug. We released after a bit. "Oh my gosh I had no idea you guys were gonna come in to?!" I questioned. "Yeah welp we're here and we're gonna have a shopping day! Just the 3 of us!" Perrie smiled widley. "What about Brooke?" I asked. "Oh it's all good I have a job interview tomorrow so I need to be heading home soon." Brooke retorted. "Well let me get some breakfast then we'll head off." I jumped excitedly.
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Sorry this update has taken longer than I thought! I've been really busy and was trying to figure out the rest of the story before I updated again. The next update should be sooner c: xxx
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The 5 And Only
Fanfiction16 year old Morgan is struggling with self-harm, depression, anxiety, paranoia etc. and can't wait for her 5 best friends to get back. Liam Payne and Morgan's brother, Mike, have been friends since pretty much birth then she got introduced to Niall...