Niall Imagines

you self harm

"hey babe.",whispered Niall as he looked down at me. I looked up as I wiped the tears on my cheek with the back of my hand. "hey.",I sniffed. He bent down and grasped my chin in her fingers and tilted it up towards his eyes. "stop this.",he said sternly as his gaze fell to my arms. His fingers lightly brushed over my thighs as I shut my eyes, and winced a bit.... "and this.",he whispered. "I can't.",I whispered as tears cascaded down mmy cheeks. "yes you can love.",he smiled sadly. "this isn't you.",he said as he grasped my wrist and dabbed a wet cloth over my arm, wiping away the red liquid away. "Niall...you don't k-know me.",I stuttered. "This is me.",I said as I shut my eyes and leaned back on the wall. "No, it isn't.",he said angrily. "Look at me y

!",he said sternly. I slowly looked up into the blue in his eyes. "why must you do this?",he asked, a pain striken expression on his face. "this is the only way I know how to cope.",I smiled sadly. "Talk to me instead? Tear a T-shirt? Paint! Draw! Scream? Fight. Laugh. Draw butterflies on your arms instead of cutting. But please stop hurting yourself.",he said as he cleaned the red lines and wounds on my body. "you are brave. You are strong. You are you. So stop this, you're not worth this!",smiled Niall hugging me.

MESSAGE: so I wrote this because I just experienced someone commit suicide on twitter and it really took me back and I don't want to lose anyone else so the message behide this imagine is DONT SELF HARM id rather you brake your mums cutlery than brake yourself so please stop this, I love all of you and always here:)