How did I fall for Harry Styles?

Traumatised

Yo! So yeeaaahh, uploading a long chapter cuz YOLO. So this might be a little more boring and longer than the other chapters...idk. Warning. There is a bit of self-harm. Oh! and I'm introducing a new POV cuz YOLO :D Please help spread it. I love y'all. I'm fine with FB or Twitter:) I'm fairly new to Wattpad so all of those reads touch my heart. (Cheesy I know) I'm probably boring you but you deserve to know how much this means. That reminds me. If you guys have heard 'Call Me Maybe' By Carly Rae Jepsen, I've done a parody. Its PG13- Parents Strongly Cautioned.Kudos to Sam (My BFF) for writing this. <3 xox

Tanya's POV

Tears blurred my vision. I spun on my heel and ran. I found my apartment, I fumbled with the key and the second I slammed the door shut I fell face first into the ground. My chin wasn't bleeding but it was grazed. Wait. This pain made me forget Harry. I went into my Dad's spare room and looked through the drawers. Yes. There it was a little penknife he used to cut my shoe laces. I took it and pressed it into my wrist. A reddish brown liquid came trickling down my arm and dripped onto the pristine white carpet. The carpet was splattered with blood. Shit....I lost this much blood? Oh well, I slowly pulled it out of my skin. The skin around the knife lifted a bit until the knife was out. Even though I seemed insane I decided to stop. I didn't want this to be the end of me. I still wanted to feel the pain so I didn't put anything on the cut. Blood kept coming out... Ehh. It was fine. I sat down to watch Sugarspace. I was greeted to Zayn going 'Jublees'  AAHHHH! I yelled as a shooting pain went through my head. I felt like I had been shot. Then everything went black...

Harry's POV

Taylor felt the same way about me :D. Yeah I'm not crazy but I love her already. Every bit of her. (Not in a pervy way) We pulled apart when I heart footsteps getting distant. I leaned so that I could see better. It was Tanya. When she looked back, she looked tired,weak and frail. Was she sick!?!? I said a quick 'sorry' to taylor and went to find her.

*1 hour later*

I'm such a retard! Of course, her apartment.

I arrived at her door. I knocked for a good 10-15 minutes...now I was getting worried. I left the building to be greeted by a man going up in a balcony type thing. You know, when they clean the windows. I told him about the Tanya and he agreed to help me climb through the window.

Once I'd gotten in I yelled:

'TANYA' 

No reply. 'Tanz this is not fucking funny' I repeated. 

I heard myself on the T.V watching Sugarscape, SHIT FUCK DAMN WHAAAATTT?! She was unconsious. Holyy fuck! I called the ambulance and then Liam.

'HARRY EDWARD STYLES, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST RUN AWAY LIKE THAT?' liam bellowed. 

' TANYA IS UNCONSIOUS!' I blurted.

'Shit harry what happened?' he questioned, his voice suddenly more comforting.

'I don't know, I found her in her apartment like this, I've called the ambulance, come over now!' I said frantically.

The bell rang. 

'Paramedics' a deep voice said. 

I opened the door and watched as they placed her on the stretcher. 

'do you wish to come?' An elder blonde woman asked me.

I nodded vigorously.

*LATER IN THE HOSPITAL* (still harrys pov)

OhmyGod. She had self-harmed herself. Why?! Well I didn't know, but I intended to find out. 

'Mr Styles' an unfamiliar voice asked.