HARRYS POV:
After several questions from Avery she passed out on my bed. I tossed and turned on the sofa bed waiting for sleep to over come me but it didn't. I grabbed my cigarettes on the night stand and slipped in my jacket.
I walked as slowly as I could out of the flat making sure not to wake Avery. I sat on my occasional spot on the steps pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, blowing out a few puffs before I got my thoughts together.
Avery was the first one who cared for me, the first one to find out for that matter.
My mind wandered back to my Mum and my jaw clenched at the night i'd been so close. Too close.
My thoughts were interrupted by a sob echoing through my room, I avert my eyes hesitating on whether to get up or not. The sobs stop and I settle back in my spot, inhaling my cigarette again. Another sob echoes and I quickly chuck the remains.
I enter the dark room again looking at Avery in my bed crying into her palms and small whimpers leaving her lips. I quickly rush over to the bed tugging on her arm "Avery, Ave" she looks up to me immediately wipes her eyes. My heart speeds up "Avery, are you okay?" I sit next to her allowing her to lay on me and tears collapse against my chest. I tuck a piece of her hair out of her face and her eyes brim with tears threatening to fall.
"What's wrong?" I ask her again and she cuddles into my chest and I wrap my arms securley around her "I-I don't want to talk about it" I nod and don't bother to ask any further questions. I let go of Avery momentatarily and take of my jacket and throw it on the floor quickly allowing her to cuddle back into my chest.
"Avery, are you sure your okay?" she doesn't answer and her head just lays on my chest, I pull the blanket over us allowing her to cuddle into me more.
I feel tears hit my chest every now and then but don't pay any mind to it, I stay awake for hours waiting for Avery to go to sleep.
Once I feel the tears stop falling I hesitate to get up and go sleep on the couch, I gently lift Avery off of me and place her on the pillow next to me. I slowly get off the bed not trying to wake her up, I reach the sofa bed and sit down when I hear a creek of my bed and Avery's voice .
"Harry" she speaks nervously. "Yea" I get up and immediantley rush to get to her side "Stay" a chill went up my spine "I'm not going anywhere" I speak cautiously. "No, stay here, in the bed with me" my heart flutters and I don't hesitate to nod and take my place next to her.
She cuddles back into my side, running her index finger along the long lines placed against my wrist. I jump back a little "Does it hurt?" she speaks slowly, and her voice seems to linger in the air. "No, it's my way of letting all my anger out" she nods. "Harry, have you ever tried to stop?"
My mind wanders back to the all the attempts of stopping and all of the unsuccess I've had"
"I've tried so many times and failed" she traces small circles on my chest which seems to soothe me.
"Don't give up, that'll be your biggest failure
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Broken Desires
Fanfiction"Nothing I just, um noticed the scars and slits that are on your wrist." * "Nothing." I say sternly trying to take her attention off of me she grabs my arm carefully * "It's okay, everyone has a story." * There both Broken. Harry Styles is the...
