Diana

Curious Eyes

I woke up in a bed in a hotel room. I heard screams outside and the boys were out on the balcony. I sighed and laid back down. I put my arm over my face and then I realized that I thought I saw writing on my arm. I looked at my arm, " Please stop, we love you." I rolled my eyes, sure. My backpack was on the nightstand next to me. I found my phone an read Elijah's text.
To: Diana Styles
From: Elijah Camrynn
"Hey, why were those girls calling you Diana?"
I sighed softly and replied.

To: Elijah Camrynn
From: Diana Styles
"No reason... I'm totally jetlagged."
I looked at thee texts I'd gotten.

To:Diana Styles
From: Perrie Edwards
"Hey, sweetie, I heard u blew up? U ok? miss u lots x"

To: Diana Styles
From: El Calder
"Hai! can't wait 2 go on a shopping spree again ❤"

To:Diana styles
From: Sophia
"Saw tht dude tht got ur #. He was talking bout u..."

I read over Sophia's text again. Elijah was talking about me? why? To who? My phone buzzed.

To:Diana Styles
From:Elijah Camrynn
"Oh k.. Saw on the news what happened... ur father killed himself aftr burning down the house. They think ur dead. I'm sorry"

I grunted, so my dumbass father killed himself.... <I'm changing the format of texting :)>

Di: "Good, let em think tht..."
El: "hey Roy?"
Di: "?"
El: " do u cut?"
Di: "mayb"
El: "it's okay, i do too"
Di: "...."

I laid under the sheets. Elijah cut too?! I wasn't alone...? I turned my phone off and got out of bed. I washed my face and looked in the mirror. do it, do it, do it, my mind was screaming. I saw a blade in the counter and I was so tempted. Grab it, my hands moved towards the blade. no...
"Diana! Don't!" Niall pulled me back into a hug. I grunted and pushed him away.
"I told you not to fucking worry about it!" I yell. The rest of the boys walks over. I didn't care, let them see. Especially Harry, who should've been there for me.
"Diana..."
"Shut up Niall! All you ever do is tell me not to do things! You always murmur my name and just.... YOU DON'T HELP!" I screamed, I grabbed my backpack and left the room. I walked quickly to the elevator. I could hear the boys yelling, but I ignored them.
I ran into the lobby and out into the street. I felt strong arms grab me and I screamed. I looked to see Harry carrying me. I punched him hard in the shoulder. He whimpered but held onto me. He carried me back upstairs.
"Fuck you, Harry!" The words came running out.
"Cool." He said. I glared and stared at the five boys standing in front of me on the bed.
"Diana, you've got to calm down." Liam said. I bit my lip and held in a smarts as remark. A lump formed in my throat and it pushed its way up.
"I hate you all! I hate everyone and every thing!" I yelled before bursting into tears. My tears were warm as they ran down my cheeks.
"My mum's dead. I've been abused... I self harm, I have no friends, you guys probably think I'm a baby! Harry didn't believe I existed! I've tried to kill myself! There's no hope in the world!" I sobbed. Niall gently took my hands and looked at my scars.
"Babe, if you look around there is. Zayn was bullied for being different and look where he is now. Liam had medical problems for the longest time as he was born basically dead. Louis is never sad, and Harry has rough patches but he's okay." Niall states.
"What about you?" I ask, wiping a few tears.
"Family." I nod and look at them, my vision blurry.
"Can we do it all over again?" Harry gently sings. I sniffle and see Niall stand with the boys.
"Hi we're One Direction!" They say in unison, just like in the fetus days. I smile faintly and let them each hug me.
"K, now, before rehearsal tommorrow we have to get you new clothes." Liam says. I nod and we walk out of the hotel room. We need security now, as we lies be the building. I hear girls around me, I remember that I was one of them. A girl's hand reaches to Niall, she has scars on her wrists. I bite my lip and grab Niall's hand. We eventually get in the van and I begin texting Elijah.

Di: What's up
El: Seeing a movie tommorrow
Di: nice, I'm going 2 a concert
El: who?
Di:1D
El: oh, they're chill
Di: a guy directioner?!?!?!
El: since 2010
Di: so ur a tumblr boy and a guy directioner?
El: yeah, but I also am a self-harmer
Di: please don't do it anymore
El: u do it 2
Di: try not to 4 me

"Diana, let's go." Niall grabs my hand and pulls me out of the van. Girls are screaming and it's a struggle to get into the mall. I could already tell it was going to be a long day.
***
"Leeroy, hm!" I sat watching BSE at the arena while they rehearsed. We had gotten me new clothes and shoes but they had to schedule and extra rehearsal. Paul was sitting next to me on his phone. I got on my twitter.
"@DianaChristineStyles Are you related to Harry?" I giggled at tweet ad answered Maybe there was good in the world...
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K, sorry this one ended up being short but that's because I have a test to study for ;( BLEH PREPOSITIONS. ironic, iI'm an author yet I hate parts of speech... I'm special don't judge me ;) I actually created her twitter: @DianaCStyle just for the fun of it ;)
Luv,
boo