One Direction One-Shots

Blue Eyes - Harry

Tell me all about those eyes,
all the wrinkles all the lines.
I can see right through,
everything that they've been through.

It wasn't until I met Harry that I was truly happy. He brought out the best side of me and helped me through my depression. I slowly fell in love with him as he did me.

And I'm just gonna stay right here,
Let the world disappear
And as I look at you
What a precious view.
Blue eyes
Shining so bright
Heavy conversations in the middle of the night,
The way he says my name
It's driving me insane.

He brought me back to life. His voice, his smile, his eyes, his hair, his cheeks that were always a rosy shade of pink. We'd talk over the phone and FaceTime whenever my parents weren't home or were asleep. We'd talk until the early hours of the morning when I'd be so tired; he'd blow me a kiss goodnight with a "Love you Princess" and end the FaceTime.

Blue eyes
Like the summer skies
Captivating me and it feels so right

Every time I'd see the sky, beautiful blues with white, fluffy clouds I'd think of you. How I fell in love with you and it made me want to do it all over again.

Until I met you
I'd never seen this shade of blue
This shade of blue
This shade of blue
I'd never seen this shade of blue

After I'd graduated from high school, I found a college that had all of my professions and was close to Harry. It wasn't too far from my parents house either, so I could visit them often. He had already graduated from college with a culinary arts degree, and in free time had been writing songs with four other boys. When we met, he introduced me to them and they were all very nice.

I find myself drawn close to
The heart I wish I knew
You've gotta tell me more
What's behind that door?

Two years later, on Harry and I's anniversary, I figured out he was cheating on me with another girl. I felt like I was lost. Without Harry, I soon would be. I let go of our relationship and then he contacted me a few months later to tell me he had always loved me and that the other girl I had seen with him was just a one week date. We got back together and everything was okay again.

They're looking at me soft and slow
Begging me, "please dont go"
If you only knew
Mine are locked on you

When I was in depression, I had locked my self in my bathroom with my phone. We talked for twenty minutes and then I brought up the nerve to tell him.
"Harry..I-i love you." I say, my eyes locked on him.
"I love you too babe. Is everything okay?" He asked.
"No. But I don't think you can help me. You, um..won't be able talk to me ever again, but it's okay. You can go find another girl to call your own. Just remember me."
"(Insert a name), what are you talking about? What do you mean?!"
"I'm..Harry I'm committing when I end this call. I love you but it's too much." I had explained to him.
"NO! (Name), DONT DO THIS. YOU HAVE NO REASON TO KILL YOURSELF. PLEASE, I LOVE YOU!!" He told me as I looked away from the camera to grab the razor off the floor next to me.
"It'll be okay Harry. It will. I promise." I reassured him, looking back at his beautiful, emerald green eyes.
"Please..please don't go. I need you." He told me as he cried. I ignore what he said and clicked the red 'end call' button as I slid the razor down my wrist, watching as crimson colored blood spilled onto the cold, tile floor and my pants. I can see the edges of my vision going black as I drift off into darkness. I woke up in a hospital two days later and got therapy to help with my depression.

~~~~~

Fifteen Years Later
"Harry? Harry? HARRY?! Where are you?? Please help me." I'm standing in my empty house. I sob, screaming in fear as I slide the razor down my arms and legs and then put it to the side of my neck. Tears are falling down my face as I press down and the blood pours from my neck. I fall to the ground, watching as memories of Harry and I together flash before my eyes as they shut closed and I lie in a pool of my own blood.

"(Name), baby, wake up. Please wake up." Someone is shaking me awake. I open my eyes but all I see is the color red. The blood from my dream. I blink and the color fades away to reveal our bedroom. My senses come back to show I'm shaking, my side of the bed covered in sweat. I start crying which soon turns into full on sobs. Arms wrap around me and I lean into them, recognizing them as Harry's. He kisses me on the head, as he whispers little things into my ear.
"Shh, (name), it'll be okay. It was just a bad dream. It's okay. You're with me." When he says that, I flip. I pull myself out of his arms and stand up shakily on the floor.
"Why didn't you help me? Where were you?" I ask him as more tears fall down my face. "I didn't know where you were and I kept c-calling out for you but you w-weren't there!" I scream, scared that it had been real. That I truly had killed myself.
"Baby, it wasn't real. You're okay now." Harry replies, starting to get up but stops when I start yelling again.
"I k-killed myself! I cut my legs and arms until blood was p-pouring out of t-them. And then I s-slit my throat. W-when I was dying I saw memories of us together flash through my eyes as I lied in a pool of my own b-blood." I tell him as my voice stutters and I sit on the floor, rocking myself, staring into a spot on the floor. This time he gets off the bed and sits down in front of me, taking my hands in his.
"(Name), you don't need to be afraid, sweetheart. It was just a dream and as long as I'm here, nothing bad will happen to you. I love you and I won't let anyone hurt you. Not even yourself. It'll be alright, baby. Come here." He pulls me into a hug and I clutch the back of his tshirt with my hands. New tears roll down my face as I lean my head on his shoulder. "Baby, dry your tears and let's get back to bed, yeah?" He asks as I nod, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. He picks me up, places me in bed and pulls the covers over me as he gets in and cuddles with me murmuring "I love you's" until I fall asleep.