( YOUR POV)
why? why am i still alive breathing in a world that doesn't want me? why am i putting in so much effort to be liked.. to be loved? Why do i even bother to be happy, why not be sad and mad all day? Why am i still thinking? Why aren't i dead yet? Why?
I can't take this anymore. Ever since i started dating my amazing boyfriend for a year and 3 months. I've been getting a lot of hate. I love Harry, Harry means everything to me. But i can't take the hate from his fans anymore.
I walked in the bathroom looking at the mirror, woah.. i look ugly, fat, disgusting, slut, whore, worthless, trash.
How could he still love me? What does he even seen in me?
I found my bestfriend in the bathroom mirror.. my bestfriend is a razor. He takes all my pain away. I started making new cuts on my wrist and i realise i am loosing a lot of blood. Everything is getting blurry and i'm getting really dizzy. It's getting really dark. Next thing i know, it's pure black.
( HARRY POV)
" baaaabe i'm home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" i said screaming waiting for a response.
mhmm thats wierd.. I know she isn't anywhere else because i mean she would've told me atleast.
" BABE where are you?!!!!!" i'm starting to get worried.
It is to silent in this house.
I walked into our bedroom and i see our room perfectly clean, it's like no one has ever slept in here before.
I tried to open our bathroom dorr but its locked.
" Hey Y/N, babe is everthing ok?
no response.
" Babe open the door please?" why isn't she opening the door.. why isn't she responding back to me?
I kicked the door open and all i see is my beautiful Y/N lifeless on the floor in a puddle of blood.
" Y/N!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! babe babe please answer me, please wake up!!! why why babe, why are you doing this to your beautiful body. BABE PLEASE WAKE UP !
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