One Direction Preferences

You have a scar (#2)

(Last time I wrote this pref, it was like one like you had a scar from a childhood accident or from something you did. This one is going to be from self harm. ****This is a serious issue, if you self harm please find help! You are better than that and better than you think! Please don't do it, you are worth so much more!**** And this is a self harm scar preference there is a trigger warning.)

(Requested)

You have a scar (#2)...

Harry: Harry and you were lazing around the house for the day. He was okay, he was speaking until he held your hand and his finger lightly grazed over the zebra like skin of your wrist.

"What happened here" he asks when he holds your wrist closer to his face.

"They are some scars from when I was younger" You admit. "It was a-uh-a tough time and I didn't know how else to cope"  You admit and he pulls you to him and kisses you're forehead.

"I'm sorry you had to go through it alone"

"I'm okay now, I just don't like to talk about it"

"Its okay baby, we won't" he kisses you're head again and brings you into his lap. "That was the past and this is the present. And tomorrow is the future, which may not always be bright but it always gets better"

Liam: Being with Liam has put a lot of stress on you, with all the hate and the rude comments they were getting to you and you were afraid you would relapse. So you went to Liam.

Explaining to him about everything you went through earlier in life. Why you need help and some sort of support. He right away started to get emotional. He was frantic, pacing the room and whispering to himself. Then you started to get a panic attack.

"No this isnt what I wanted" you say and he stops, watching you move your hands to your temples then start to shake

"(Y/N)"

"I can't do this again" you jump up quickly and head towards the stairs. Liam heads you off at the pass and stops you.

"Stop baby, stop its okay"

"I can't lose you Li, I won't be able to take it."

"Stop, calm down, I'm here I'm not going anywhere" he pulls you to sit in his lap on the steps and you push yourself into his chest. "Can I see them" You hold up your wrist and he examines the faint scars there.

"I'm sorry baby girl"

"Its okay. It wasn't your fault." You say "I love you"

"I love you too"

Louis: When you were younger your mother didn't want you so she gave you up for adoption but as you grew older and were going to school you began to realize no one wanted you. No one adopted you. Being quiet and respectful to everyone wasn't helping either.

You started to self harm. Mostly verbal abuse to yourself but you then you cut yourself. You kept giving your self the tiny little lines on your inner thighs. You hated they way no one wanted you. But later when you were old enough to move away from the orphanage you got a job and lived on your own.

Then you met Louis.

He was such a sweet fun loving guy and you finally felt good about yourself. You felt like you were worthy and you were confident in yourself. You stopped self harming a little after you got a job, you knew you were better than that.

Louis never asked, he never knew until tonight when you guys were having a bit of fun. He was laying on top of you stroking your thighs when his fingers graze over the skin.

"What's that" he asks running his fingers over it again.

"Its my scars"

"From what babe" he looks at you with those innocent eyes.

"I used to self harm"

"You self harmed"

"When I was younger"

"Why would someone as beautiful and smart as you do that"

"I felt unwanted because i lived in an orphanage"

"Well you know that you are wanted right"

"Yes" you kiss his lips "I don't do it anymore. I just did it then but I don't feel that way. I know I'm wanted and I know I'm loved. I know that I will always be loved no matter what though"

Niall: He was walking with you down the streets of London when a girl comes up to you shaking and crying.

"Niall can I please, please, please get a picture"

"Sure" you move out of the way so they can get a picture when her sleeve rides up and you notice the scares on her upper arm. You watch them and then Niall is handed a pen and a little book.

"Who am I making this out to."

"Lacey"

"Okay. . ." He writes a message in the book and then hands her the book.

"There you go Lacey."

"Thanks" Niall smiles at you but as your walking away she smiles and cries quietly you stop Niall and go back to her.

"Hey, I um, noticed your scars" you say then pull down your sleeve to show some similar scars.

"You're loved okay, Niall loves you and I love you don't let anyone ever tell you different okay" you nod and she just nods and cries silent tears

"You will see better days okay. Who knows you might get to date Niall Horan" She pushes forward and hugs you ans you hug her tightly.

"Thank you"

"You're welcome" you watch her walk away before going back with Niall.

"What was that all about"

"Oh. . .just one survivor to another" you smile and he watches your eyes water, he knows what you mean. He just nods and kisses your forehead.

Zayn: Zayn was very adamant on making sure your feelings were clear to him and you knew that its okay to feel things. Like he wanted to make sure that you knew its okay to feel upset or feel unhappy. You just have to tell him and he'll try to fix it.

But you were feeling so hated on. Like nothing you did would ever change anyone's opinion on you. That you were expected to be this perfect girl and you couldn't live up to that.

Zayn was unaware because you didn't want to tell him. You didn't want him to feel like it was his job to fix it. So you started to self harm. You were only trying to relieve the stress you were taking on. But unaware to you Zayn came home and when he came into the bathroom he was so sad. He was heartbroken.

"Why" he asked

"Why would you do this to yourself"

"I can't deal with the stress and pain"

"So let me help, let me take care of it don't shut me out" he takes away the weapon and he helps clean you up. He helps you talk about it. He does all he can do and a few months later the scars remain and he just traces over them. "Never again okay"

"I promise"