9 : So Cold

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 Hey sorry for the late updates

but last month was a busy one , Like i had loads of exams and then Winter holidays and i wanted to relax .All i was doing was reading fanfics , listening to music and watching videos and stuff . Just basically relaxing so that's why i didnt update the story xx

But now that exams are over i will update like always 1-2 chapter every 1-2 weeks lol 

LISTEN TO THE SONG PLEASE WHILE READING

*warning : suicide attempt *

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 It was so cold in the morning that I was feeling shivers all over my body as I had felt asleep on the covers without covering myself with them .I felt too weak to open my eyes and do something about it so I just cured into a ball and put my hand s under my pillow .I sighed weakly still feeling a cold breeze from outside entering my bedroom .I opened my eyes slowly and yawned weakly as I saw the window was slightly opened from the previous day .

    ''Oh God '' I sighed and sat up on the bed , looking with a blank gaze at the wall in front o me . I stretched a bit before getting up going to the window .I looked outside and sighed at the view. London! The city that made me hate my life and myself. The window was looking at one of the many roads of that city I hated so much . People walking down the street looking happy like nothing can make them be depressed . Couples holding hands , parents walking together with their children laughing at something , groups of friends probably hanging out after a whole week of school just to chill . Even homeless people sitting on the pedestrian street asking for something to eat are looking quite happy today . And there is me . A depressed celebrity that all he needed was someone that would love him but end up hurt by the person he loved the most .Why did I choose the wrong person ?

     I looked down and a tear streamed down my face but then I shook my head a bit to not think about what I was thinking . I closed the window and walked back to my bed laying down and this time covering myself with a blanket .I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep but my phone started buzzing on my drawer . I groaned and reached for it , grabbing it with my hand . I opened my eyes again and looked at the caller . It was a number that I had never seen before and it wasn't in my contacts . I picked it up without actually caring who it was or what he wanted .

''Yes?'' I asked weakly and I heard a thick breath on the speaker.

''Hello ?'' I asked again a bit louder but all I heard was a quiet mumble and then the anonymous caller hanged up . I sighed and looked at my home screen . I smiled softly at it was a picture of me and Gemma at my mom's birthday party.

'Be patient please xx ' a message popped out on the home screen of my phone . I pressed it and saw it was for the same number. I looked at it for few moments before replying .

'Who is that ? ' I typed slowly and sent it . I waited for few seconds before a message arrived again.

'I can't tell you but be patient and everything will be ok at the end . I love you xx ' it said and I looked at it confused . 'I love you ?? ' I asked myself . ''Who is that ? '' I asked again and locked my phone sighing . I put it on the floor and closed my eyes again slowly falling asleep again after few minutes of thinking about the mysterious caller .

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''Harry wake up '' someone said softly in my ear and poked my nose really gently . I groaned and moved a bit on the bed turning around so that person would leave me alone.

''Oh come on Harold wake up .it's like 4pm. . You can't sleep all day '' Another person said and I groaned more.

''Leave me alone '' I mumbled and hid my head on my pillow . Someone really light climbed on top of me '' If you won't wake up right now I will straighten your hair and cut it really short '' someone said and I opened my eyes . I looked around and didn't see anyone . I looked down and sighed '' I am going insane '' I mumbled weakly and run my hand through my hair as I stood up . I looked at the clock on my wall . 2M .

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