Numb (Harry Styles)

Chapter 4

*Harry's pov*

What the fuck has she done to herself. Why would she hurt herself like this. This is not a fucking game. All I see is blood. Memories start to come back. Fuck, no I can't stand this.

"Mia what the fuck are you doing to yourself?" I felt my voice raise. She didn't look at me. All she did was cry. Why would she do anything like this.

"Is it because of me?" I waited for her response. Nothing. Not a word or a nod.

"Mia look at me!" I demand and she did.

"Why are you hurting yourself?" I ask.

"Because I'm hurt." She says.

"Why are you hurt? Did I do something?"

"Everybody does something."

"Mia I can't stand blood. Never do this again or I will have to tell the principal to do something with you. This is sick."

I walked towards her and took the razor blade from the floor.

"Do you have anymore of these?" I say and put the razor blade infort of her face.

"No. Stop, don't take it away from me. It's mine, you have no right to take it." She says.

*Mia's pov*

"I do. If you don't want to be thrown in a insane asylum." Harry says with no emotion in his voice or face. He is an asshole. He is rude even when I'm on my weakest point. He is one of the worst people I've met.

"You deserve hell." I say to him while standing up. I walked fast to my bed and hide under my sheet.

"And apperantly I'm the rude one." He says back and doesn't even get offended by what I just said. Maybe I care way to much but he doesn't even care at all.

I hear him coming closer. He sat down on his bed and I could feel his eyes on me.

"You don't need to hide. I could care less about your face." He said. He is sick. He is satan's kid.

I uncovered my face and looked straight through his eyes. Green. They should be red. Red as hell.

"What's your problem? You see me cut and cry. All you say is that I'm insane and how you get affected by my blood. Then you tell me you couldn't care less. You are sick. If there's anyone that will end up in an insane asylum, it would be you."

I say breathless. Wow. What did I just say. Well he deserved it. I hate him. He should know that and possibly feel bad. He won't feel bad. He's a sick numb satan's child.

"How the fuck am I the insane one here? I went to Kat's dorm with my friends because I knew that you didn't like my company. I thought of you. You don't even see that. You're fucked up in the mind. You thought it was a set up, I know. Why would we do it? Nobody even know that you are here. You are just another invisible little weak girl thinking to much about what everyone thinks of you. You are a self-absorbed idiot."

He yelled back at me. I've never seen him this mad before. He was right once again.

I took my suitcase out from the closet. I put back everything that I took out. I couldn't face him anymore. This have gotten out of hand. This is why my mom should pay for my dorm. This is why I should drop out of school. I couldn't stop crying. His words stabbed me right in my heart and he doesn't even care.

"Where are you going?"

"Somewhere else than here." I tell him. If you ask me we would look like an old married couple. The first day in this school and I thought I would find happiness.