It was about 3 a.m. and I couldn't sleep. I didn't want to wake up Louis, but...
"Lou?" I whispered.
"Hm?" He said with his eyes still closed.
"I can't sleep." I whispered.
"Come here." he said.
I scooted closer to him an he wrapped his arm around me, lightly humming in my ear.
It was one of my favourite songs, Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol.
He was humming, sometimes singing the words. His voice was beautiful, it was gorgeous actually. Can all of Harry's friends sing?
With my body pressed to his warm one, my eyelids started to get heavier an heavier until they finally closed. as soon as I fell asleep, I felt something to uh the top of my head.
Louis Tomlinson just kissed me.
Harry's POV
I can't sleep.
I wonder where she is,
What she's doing,
Who she's with,
And if she is happy.
I can't stop crying.
I've decided to not eat, to depressed to come out of my room.
It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.
"IT'S ALL MY GOD DAMN FAULT!" I screamed, crying harder.
"WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT?"
"Harry!" Mum ran in my room. She ran over to me and held me.
"It's all my fault, mum! I ruined everything!" I cried into her.
"It's not your fault, sweetie. You didn't mean to say it."
"I'm the one who said it! of course it's my fault! I am the one who's stupid, not her."
"You are not stupid! You may not be the smartest person in the world, but you sure as hell aren't stupid. Now try to get some sleep."
"I love you." I said still crying.
"I love you, too, Harry."
And she walked out.
I needed something...
Something sharp...
I went into my bathroom and grappled something I have never used...
A razor.
I sat down on the floor and held the razor to my wrist.
"I never thought it would come to this." I whispered to myself.
I slid the razor across my wrist again, and again, and again.
Once I was done, I had 7 cuts on my wrist.
It felt good.
I felt free.
The blood was slowly dripping down my arm onto my clothes. I grabbed some papertowel to dry it up.
"I finally painted my canvass." I said.
I go to throw away te papertowel and I spot something in the garbage.
A...Yellow envelope?
I never threw away a yellow envelope...
I grab it and look to see what's inside.
I pull out a piece of paper and start to read it.
'Dear Ms. Skye Porter,
This is the Holmes Chapel Hospital. We have received your results for your testing. Your white blood cell count is average, and your red blood cell count is extremely low. This indicates a serious illness, or what we call, cancer.
We are very sorry for your results. please call us so we can start Chemo treatments.
401-555-1125
Holmes Chapel Hospital'
What?
Skye has cancer and she didn't tell me?
I can't believe this...
This is not bearable.
She has cancer...
This isn't possible!
I can't loose her.
Wait... I already have lost her.
But I definately can't loose her forever.
I need to find her.
Somehow.
I will do whatever it takes.
Because...
I love her.
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My surprise stil hasn't come yet!
It's good though so it's worth the wait:)
Love you
Maddie<3
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