Mia's P.OV
Yea so my name is Mia Williams and I'm in this place because I cut myself, I do it all the time. Nobody here knows my past, therefore nobody has the right to judge me. I also have no problem with cutting someone else if they piss me off. I hate everyone in the place being that one of the reasons is that I can't cut myself so I take my anger out on them.
Today is this lame movie night. I hate these days. I sat down on the couch my legs
crossed on the soft cushion. It was warm underneath my bare legs.
At the corner of my eye I had seen a tall boy walking my way. It was the guy from earlier.The America flag patterned bandanna wrapped around his head pushing His hair back. His black shirt on and black jeans squeezing his body, I chuckled at how tight they were. But why is he coming over here? ugh.
"Hi." He said, His deep British accent slurs. His red lips curving upwards making his dimples appear on his flawless skin as he smiled.
I didn't respond.
"You don't speak love?"
Silence
"Ah stubborn I see." The curly haired boy chuckled. I simply turn my head towards the tv screen, as the movie began to play. Throughout it I could feel Harry staring at me but, I refused to Acknowledge him. After the movie ended Mrs. Lacy gave us our meds and told us it was time for bed.
"Your doing much better Mia." Mrs. Jones smiled at me. I Smiled too as she patted my back, Then started to go down to my room.
"Hey!" I snapped my neck around only to be greeted by the tall muscular boy from earlier. Harry.
"I just wanted to say that if you need anyone to talk to I'm here ok? We can talk. I'm good at keeping secrets and I'm a good listener. I won't judge." He says. His green irises staring down at my short figure.
Ignoring his small lecture I walk to my room ready to shut my door.
"Just think about it?" He says placing his foot by the door. This boy was very persistent, So I finally gave in to his annoying commitment for me to talk to him.
"I-"
"Mr. Styles no talking to Mia! You've had all day to talk with her. To your room. "
"Mrs-"
"Your not a child Harry Get to your room." Mrs. Lacy says taking Harry to his room. I shut my door once he's out of sight. No one ever tries to talk to me....why is he? Shrugging it off I walk past ny dresser and a picture had fallen off. I picked it up putting it back on my mirror. Tears firmed in my eyes as I looked at it, my vision was completely blurred.
Balling my fist up I quickly punch the corner over the mirror watching it shatter into a million pieces. I stuffed a few underneath my bed and other places. One I.Kept in my hand as I walked over and sag down on my bed.
"I'm so sorry." I whisper, the cold glass slashing across my bare arm.
Harry's P.O.V
Dragging myself to my room I go inside it. I was irritated with Mrs. Lacy because she keeps interrupting me when I try to talk to Mia. Louis was inside there already not sleep, just awake. He was reading a book, I walked past him getting into my own Bed. I could see his blue eyes peaking up at me.
"How'd it go mate?" He Asks.
"With what?" I scoff furowing my eyebrows together.
"With Mia?"
"Who?"
"I've only know you for a day and I already know when your lying. " Louis explains.
I shook my head pulling the cover over myself. "Calm down buddy. Its nothing."
"She won't noticed you. But your very attractive, I think you've got a good chance." With that Louis flicked off his light, leaving me in the dark with only my thoughts.
Mia's P.O.V
"Mia get your ass up."
I rolled my eyes at the demand. "Get the hell out of my room!"
My room was once quite and warm. But now it was interrupted by a loud voice that made chills run up my spine. I clinch my first as I start to ignore the person talking.
"No. Get up!" I was then pushed roughly. Now, I was irritated. One because I was being woken up. Two because I just got touched. I know it wasn't Mrs. Jones or Lacy so who ever this is, is about to get what the woke up.
Reaching underneath my pillow I grabbed a piece of glass from underneath my pillow. Without warning I jump up ramming whoever was waking me back to the grey walls, pointing the glass right on their neck.
"You must be fucking crazy to just wake me up like that."
I felt a small vibration on my arm as it laid on the person chest.
"Haha, call me crazy then." Megan chuckled. I smirked realising her and lowering the glass
"What we're you gonna do? Stab me?" She laughed again sitting on my bed. Her Black hair straightened down to her sides.
"I was gonna do whatever I felt like." I Whispered to her with a wink.
"Mmhm."
I Lay back down in my bed leaving her enough space to lay down if she wanted to. Megan was the first person I met in here she crazy. And I Mean Literally crazy, but I love her. We have so much in common and we always got each other's back.
"You know that knew guy?" Megan asks sitting down beside me her knees up to her chest.
"Yea, what about him?."
"He's so hot." She growled as she bit her bottom lip. I rolled my eyes laughing at her girly ways.
"Oh God. Here we go again." I say rolling over on my side to face her.
"Hey! Justin was a mistake alright? "
"Yea sure. I think You still like Justin"
"Never, Justin Bieber and I will never be together again he's to crazy for me." She scoffed.
"Or your both just to crazy about each other."
"Ahh, forget about him! I'm talking about Harry. " Megan batted her long eyelashes with a smile plastered across her lips. "I'm gonna make him mines."
I shake my head. "Go ahead Meg."
Knock Knock
Megan and I both get up to go to the door. She wasn't supposed to be inside so she was about to leave. If she would stay and start a big scene they would put her to sleep.
I open the door slowly and Megan gasped.
"Um. Mrs. Lacy told me to come tell you Breakfest is ready." The British boy says.
I look at him not saying anything. Grabbing My black footies I walk right past him down to where breakfast was being served.
"She doesn't like me very much does she." Harry chuckled.
"Ah you've just got to rub off on her." Megan smiles.
"I'm Harry. Harry- "
"Styles. I know who you are...."
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Short buttttt I had a busy weekend. hope you guys enjoyed it!
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Harry Styles : Suicidal
Fanfiction" I'm not crazy. So why am I hear?! This is a mental home! For crazies. I never even tried killing myself, I swear! I-I would never do that. Just please...get me out of here. I don't belong here with these people.......I'm not crazy." -Harry Styles