Harry Styles : Suicidal

Helping Out

Harry's P.O.V

"How much longer do I have to be in here Mrs.Lacy?" I groaned.

"Well Harry, seeing that you've only been here for 3 days I'd say about a month." She says placing papers on her lap.

"That's like 30 days!"

"Yes it is Mr.Styles"

"I can't be in here that long. " I protested sitting up straight in the chair. "You've got to understand I never tried to kill myself."

"You're in denial Harry." Mrs.Lacy says shaking her head at me, as if I had been telling a blunt lie. . "Its part of the cycle here."

My eyes widned at her words. what? a cycle?. Running my hands through my hair I pulled at the ends viciously letting my arms fall down to my legs. "But Mrs.Lacy I didn't try to."

"Then tell me what happened that day?" she said. "Tell me why I should believe you?"

"Um well okay then...."

"I'll be back at midnight." I shout from the bottom of the steps. My best friend Nick had been throwing a party. It was one of those parties that if you weren't there you were considered an outcast.

"Harry!" My mom shouts back coming from the kitchen. She wipes her wet hands on her side's before coming over to me.

"Where are you going?"

"To a party." I sighed wanting nothing more but for this conversation to end right here.

"with?"

I gave her a straight face. "Its a party I don't know who's going to come."

She nods understanding me. "Will there be alcohol? drugs?"

"Mom." I laugh shaking my head. "I don't know, but if there is I'll be sure to try it."

"Harry!!"

"I'm joking. You know I don't do those things." I said knowing I was lying. But if she knew there was going to be drugs and drinks she wouldn't let me go.

"Did your dad say it was okay?" She asked again. Her curly hair sitting on her shoulders. I stared back at her my green eyes wide.

"Yes."

It took her a moment before she nodded at me.

"Okay. Have fun sweetie. Oh and be home before midnight." She sternly said fixing my collar on my black button up shirt.

I nod giving her a kiss on the cheek. Leaving the house I take my phone from the pocket of my black jeans.

To Nick :