Chapter 38

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(Lydia's pov)

I've cried for hours after what Harry said.

You know what, I guess he's right. Everything they all say is true?

I guess I'm a whore and slut and I hate one direction and just act like i do.

I looked at the door. And locked it.

I went Into the bathroom and took my razor, I took out the blades and looked at my healed arm, which won't be healed for long.

I began to slice, and blood was dripping everywhere. I screamed in pain forgetting that everyone was at the house.

"LYDIA! Open the door!" Bay shrieked. I knew she knew exactly what was happening.

"LYDIA! IM SORRY FOR WHAT I SAID!" Harry yelled.

"It doesn't matter now!" I shouted back still in tears. I dropped the blade and layed on the floor.

"OPEN IT OR ILL BREAK IT DOWN!" Louis yelled.

I didn't want to answer.

*CRASH*

They all came running in,

"Lydia!" Niall said picking me up and setting me in his lap.

"I'll bleed on you.. Put me down." I said closing my eyes.

"NO! LYDIA I DONT CARE IF YOU BLEED ON ME! YOU SCARED ME SO BAD. MORE THEN I HAVE EVER BEEN SCARED DONT DO THAT TO ME!" He shouted starting to cry.

"I'm sorry - I couldn't handle the hate. And Harry- made it worse. I'm okay now."

"No your not.. You covered in blood." He said grabbing a towel.

"I'm sorry Niall."

He cleaned up my cuts which hurt like a bitch and put a bandage wrap around my arm.

"Bay I'm sorry, I've put you through this at least 5 times." More like 10 but I didn't want to say anything.

"It's okay. As long as I don't walk in and your dead." She said to me

"I wouldn't have the guts."

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