Long Way Down《H.S》

8]Dinner for 5

At dinner....

The boys and I step into my house and inhale the wonderful smell of chicken coated with bread crumbs and a side of mozzarella sticks. The boys all gasp and you could practically see Niall's mouth watering. When my mother sees us she looks over all of our faces and furrows her eyebrows.

"I hope you don't mind that I invited Harry's friends since he had company over and I didn't want to be rude and steal Harry away from his friends like that."

I look down and I hear Liam let out a nervouse chuckle, My mother clears her throat and shakes her head saying "No, I don't mind...follow me."

Niall is quick to follow behind her before the rest of us is able to even move our feet.

I chuckle lightly at his thirstiness and shout out "If you're thirsty go drink some water!"

I hear all the other boys laughing and when I turn to look at Niall he's sending me an eye roll and I just laugh along like the rest of the boys. I knew my joke was lame and I didn't really expect them to laugh, but I guess it was funny. We all sit down at the table with Liam on my left side and Harry on my right. Louis and Zayn on the other side of the table leaving my mom and Niall at the edges.

The food is already placed on the table along with the cups and plates. I grab a plate and a cup along with everyone else and we begin to grab food and eat it.

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As we are all filled with delicious food in our bellies, I layed back in my chair and stared at the ceiling when I feel a light nudge on my Arm. I turn my head to see Liam raising an eyebrow at me with a smirk plastered on his face. I playfully roll my eyes and say "What do you want, Lima bean?" He chuckles at my new nick name and says "I thought it was Joe?" I shrugged my shoulders and say "It's LIMA bean now." We both smile at each other and then he speaks up "So, what's on your mind?"

"What do you mean?"

"Oh c'mon don't lie to me. We both know somethings got you all icky."

I furrow my eyebrows but couldn't help but to let out a chuckle at his use of the word icky. I sigh and then turn away to make sure no one was eavesdropping. Surely no one was, Harry was to busy talking to louis about someone named Kevin, and Niall was talking to my mom about politics and Zayn was combing his hair while holding up a mirror.

I turn back to Liam and say "Do you ever feel that you're dead inside...Like you have no life inside of you, that your just a living corpse. I know my mom loves me to death, an- but I just can't help but to feel that i'm not wanted on this earth. I mean you see my dad left us because of me, I just can't help to wonder if I have a spot in society.

I want to travel the world by myself without having to depend on someone... or to go somewhere without having to ask for permission. I look him straight in the eye and the next thing that comes out of my mouth makes his eyes widen " I know I'm not normal because I like seeing my self bleed from cuts I made with a blade." This causes Liam to tear up a bit and I turn around in my chair to see everyone's eyes on Liam when he stands up and ask to be excused for the bathroom. I Hugh and tell my mom that I was going to my room leaving all the boys wondering what the frick just happened.

I walk up the stairs and step into my room and walk into my bathroom. I go under the sink and pull out my little basket with my things in it. I pull out a new blade and pull my sleeves up and sit on the floor with my back leaning against the bathtub.

I inhale and close my eyes and put the blade to my skin and just when I was about to Cut I feel a large hand wrap around my own and the blade being ripped out of my grasp. I slowly open my eyes to see Zayn looking down at me with a confused yet sad expression on his face. Neither of us say anything, instead he sits down on the floor next to me and pulls me to sit in between his legs while my back rests on his chest. He wraps his arms around me and ask "Why do you do it?"

I stare at the wall and say "Because I like to see myself bleed, because I want to know that I can physically feel As much pain as I mentally feel." He doesn't reply but instead grabs something from his pocket and takes my wrist in his hand and begins to draw something on my wrist. Once he is done he lets go of my wrist and I look at it to see that he drew half of a butterfly.

I smile down at it and he gives me his wrist to look at and I see that he has the other half of the butterfly drawn on his wrist as well. I look up at him to see him stareing down at me. I grab our wrist and put them together to make the butterfly whole again. He smiles and hugs me tighter. It was crazy how I only had met him like 3 hours ago and we were already so close. I sigh and say "We're crazy." He then closes his eyes and says "All the best people are."