So this one-shot is based off of Nickelback's song, Lullaby. If you haven't heard it, I would highly recommend it for added feels.
Enjoy!
Warning: very, very fluffy. (Like a poodle!)
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*Louis*
/Well I know the feeling
Of finding yourself stuck out on the ledge/
The words of a song come through my car speakers, and I turn up the volume to hear it better.
/And there ain't no healing
Of cutting yourself with a jagged edge/
I bite my lip, debating whether or not to change the station.
I mean, the singer of this song sounds so genuinely truthful, and I really want to talk to someone about my self-harming issues.
But I know I can't, because then I'll be judged and pitied.
I don't want pity.
/I'm tellin' you that
It's never that bad
Take it from someone who's been
Where you're at/
I gulp. I want to change the station. I want to stop listening to this song.
But my arm won't move to the dial.
/Laid out on the floor
And you're not sure
You can take this anymore/
I slow down and drive into the carpark of a McDonald's. I put the car in park and try to steady my breathing.
/So just give it one more try
To a lullaby
And turn this up on the radio
If you can hear me now
I'm reaching out
To let you know that you're not alone
YOU ARE READING
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