Harry styles imagines

5.Maybe it's too late

Harry P.O.V

As I had a long hectic day in the studio, I finally came home to my beautiful Angel. I missed her face, her touch, everything, as this week was so long and I've being out most of the time, away from my love, being apart from her is really hard.

I rushed upstairs to our bedroom, as I looked at the bed and not finding y/n, for a moment I panicked because where could she be? except on our bed. I mean it's freaking midnight. I searched our room, bathroom, living room, kitchen, rooms near by, the heck where could she be I called her name a lot hoping for a responed or something but all I got was silence.

I sighed finding nothing not even a note or anything, her clothes are still there, her phone there, the fuck could she be?
I sighed again, in disappointment.

I saw one room which was downstairs dark and locked i don't know what's in there, I mean this room was locked for a long time we barely open it. Maybe she's There? I don't know, why could she possibly go there anyways? On the other hand, I Will not lose anything if i checked the room, right?

I went there, by every step I took I could hear someone's sobbing quietly, which was y/n's I just noticed it. She was there, I tried to open the door but, stupid! course it's locked. I searched for extra keys till I found one.

Finally!

I opened the door slowly and carefully, that she doesn't get hurt because she was just behind it. When I was in, I saw what I never in my whole life wanted to see. I couldn't believe it, I bent down to her, softly taking her from the cold floor, holding her tight against my chest carful not to hurt her.

Your P.O.V

Harry wasn't home yet, well this week have been truly shit without him it's hard, and we barely talk.

I was sitting on the sofa, being on the phone, I've notifications from Twitter. Harry always told me not to go there because of the hate, which I can't take and that makes me end up crying my eyes out, or getting sick, but I was too Curious to know what they are talking about, i went there just to see what I expected, well so much more.

It's just getting worseer and worseer everyday, saying I'm Just there for his money, i'm ugly ,fat ,shit ,mean.... that doesn't fucking end . I was about to go out when one caught my eye.

@gelenastyles: the ugly thing about y/n is not just that she's just there for the fame and money no, no, no she pretends to care about H when she clearly doesn't and she's srsly worthless! I mean H deserves so much better.

She's right I'm not good enough for him not even a bit, I'm ugly and fat what's new? But this really hurted damn much my tears were uncontrollable I was crying harder than ever. Why not make her happy? I stood up and went to the bathroom searched for the razor. I found it and took it with me, I wanted to go somewhere, where Harry won't find me.

Oh wait our locked room downstairs!

Perfect place.

I rushed to the room opened it and locked it again from inside, throw the keys away, I pulled my sleeves up and took the razor, cutting my cold flesh open ,i felt the cold razor cutting though my skin, As I felt pain not only from my skin but also from my heart. I couldn't stop cutting, I couldn't control myself anymore.

Bitch

Gold digger

Fat

Worthless

Ugly

Once I was finished I sliped on the cold tiles, crying harder. Seeing my arm completely covered in blood, the floor and even my clothes, I couldn't bare to stand nor could I stand seeing the scene displayed. I closed my eyes feeling nothing but pain.

My breath got heavier by every inhale, my sobbing didn't stop till it just all went black.

Harry P.O.V

I took her quickly to my car. Driving quickly to the hospital. I looked at her to make sure she's still breathing. Once i went there I took here there to the emergency department. A nurse came with a bed and told me to put her. I did as I was told, she asked what happened I told her what I saw, then they took her to a room as I was left out..

Hours passed by crying, praying, that she's alright. That I'll be able to see her precious smile again. I don't know why she did this, it's just the first time ever I jus-

"Mr Styles?" I heard the nurse calling my name, I raised my head up to see what she wanted.

"Yes?"

"She's alright " I felt like I can breath again. I felt my heart beating again, my eyes teared out of happiness, I was relived.

"But"

"But?"

"Maybe that's a new information but she had cutted a lot more, it's not good actually she have lost loads of blood she's gonna be staying here for a little while"

My breath hitched at what she said not the first time? She has cut before and I didn't know? i wasn't there for her..

I just wasn't there.

And when I was I didn't notice at all how can I be like so..so..

Blind.

"Can I see her? Please" My voice cracked

"Uhm yes sure "

"Thanks"

I rushed to the room, opening the door slowly, seeing my beautiful princess laying there lifeless without joy. Everything about her was dull. She was connected to machines and thing's for her blood. I sat beside her just on the chair infront of her. I took in her beautiful features kissing her forehead lightly.

I held her hand rubbing it with my thump. Tears escaped my eyes as I saw her laying like this, feeling helpless I can do nothing about it..