prologue.

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"Alli you're ok?" I hear a voice talking to me but I just can't make myself to answer. There is rolling a tear down my face. I feel a hand on my cheek, whipping that tear away. 

"Allison?"  The same voice says my name again. "You're not ok..." I slowly nodd while tears start rolling down my cheeks like a river. I feel two strong arms wrapping around me. "It's okay" he whispers. And at this moment that's all I need.

"What's the matter?" He asks. 

"I don't know" I whisper. 

"What do you mean you don't know?" 

"Like I said, I don't know Harry" I start to raise my voice. 

"But I know there's something wrong with you, please tell me what it is" 

"If I only knew that myself" I mumble. 

"What?" He asks. 

"Nothing" I say. 

"Allison please tell me what's going on... I want to help you" I see tears filling his eyes. 

"You really want to know what's wrong with me?" I say and he nodds.

"You know what's like to wake up everyday, looking in the mirror and already starting to cry?" I start. 

"Allison... no" he says. 

"It's awful Harry, it's awful how you can't even look at yourself without bursting out in tears." I start to cry. "I'm always bussy thinking what other people should think, always saying it's okay when it's not even close to okay, always being the quiet girl because i'm too afraid to open my mouth". 

"But why Alli?" he aks. 

"I don't know Harry..." I whisper. 

"There's no need to think all of that stuff" He says.

"Well guess what Harry... it's not that fucking easy!" I scream.

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