Angel // Harry Styles

six

Rosie waited for Harry at the parking lot in front of the school. She leaned onto her car and smoked a cigarette. She had bought a package to keep in her car, she had promised herself not to get addicted.

The bell rang and Rosie threw her cigarette out on the ground. She hoped Harry would see her, there were a lot of girls standing here, probably all waiting for their boyfriends. She saw Louis coming out of the school, so she focused on the door. Harry could come out every moment.

There he was. Rosie stepped forward a little. But Harry ran towards another girl. She had white blond hair, a pale skin and wore bright red lipstick. He hugged her and gave her a kiss on her forehead. Rosie widened her eyes. He said something to the girl and hugged her again. Rosie couldn't believe it. He just found someone else in two days, she was away for two days and he already had someone else.

Rosie got in her car and drove away. She was mad, how could he do that? First he would kiss her, then he would tell everyone they're just friends, then he would call her to dead when she is gone and when she finally wants to talk to him he just got another girl.

She stopped the car on her driveway, took her cigarettes and went immediately to her room. She was glad she met Zayn, she liked her cigarettes. She opened her window and lit her cigarette.

She wasn't worth anything, she thought. Her mom was never home, and if she was she yelled at her. Her friends never asked her to do something anymore. And Harry just ditched her. The only one who loved her was her dad. And he was gone.

She put out her cigarette on her wrist. It hurt, but she deserved it, she deserved to suffer. She threw the thing out of the window and got to the bathroom. She let the cold water flow over her wrist, but she didn't have enough pain. She grabbed a razor and put the cold metal on her wrist and let it slide into her skin. She moved it from left to right in one move. The warm red liquid dripped down her wrist while she did it another three times. While she cleaned her arm she had flashback to a year ago.

"He didn't deserve to die mom! It's all my fault, if I came with him he didn't need to pick up Drew." Her mom grabbed her wrists. "Listen to me, you didn't do anything wrong, if that guy wasn't drunk he wouldn't drive into dad." Rosie sighed. "You try to make the best out of the situation but you can't! It's my fault! I deserve to die!"

She ran upstairs to her room and locked the door. She got into her bathroom and searched for razors. She saw people in films cut into their wrists and die. She had to do that too. Her dad wouldn't be alone up there, she would come with him no matter what.

"Georgia Rose open this damn door!" She heard her mom slam on the door. "No! Go away, I wanna be with daddy!" She cut her wrist and screamed. She heard her mom calling the ambulance. "My daughter is trying to kill herself and her door is locked. Please help me, I can't get in!" Rosie cut deeper and she felt herself get weak.

"Rosie, baby, wake up." Rosie opened her eyes, she got blinded by the bright lights above her head so she closed them again. "She's awake!" She heard someone scream. Was it her mom?

"Rosie? Can you hear me?" A male voice spoke to her and she nodded. "Great, you're in the hospital. You tried to cut through your wrist and your mom called us." "Where is my dad? I want my dad." She mumbled. "He isn't here sweetheart." "I want my dad!" She started to take all the tubes out of her arms and hands and tried to take off her oxygen mask. Then she felt something in her arm, a sharp pain and her eyes got heavy.

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"Gemma!" Harry ran up to her. Her mom said she had a surprise today, Gemma got back from college for a weekend. He hugged her and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "I missed you so much! How is college?" He hugged her again.