Harry's pov:
I got up from my bed, tho I never really
slept. I decided to go to school today so
my mum wouldn't get suspicious. I got
on my clothes and pushed my hair
back from my forehead. I was really
scared to go to school I didn't want to
be bullied, for something I didn't do
wrong. why, why did I fall for it.
As I made my way down the streets I
had a hat on so no one knew it was me.
when I got through the schools doors I
took off my hat because they weren't
allowed and let me tell you all hell
broke lose.
Louis pov:
As my friends and I were walking down
the hallway I heard some one scream
'look the worthless boy came back
haha' and that's when I saw Harry, on
the ground curled in a ball because of
some kids kicking him. 'stop!' I
screamed ' you gotta do it like this' i
started kicking Harry in the head
saying' this is my school you don't
belong here you worthless stupid
idiot!!' I started laughing deeply I have to
admit it was pretty fun. because when I
bullied other kids they were to hard to
get in their head. Harry made himself
and easy target for me because he
actually thought I loved him haha.
'Harry betcha wish you didn't write
that in you journal don't cha now all
those lies' 'no one will ever want you
Harry haha' me and Liam started
laughing our heads off while Harry was
on the ground crying.
Harry pov:
I sat on the school floor one side of my
head was wet I'm guessing the wet
substance was blood. Louis and Liam
were on the floor laughing about what
Louis said about me. I knew I would
regret coming to school today. it hasn't
even gotten to first period yet and my
head is bleeding.
I ran straight home running as fast as I
could. along the way people would
make rude remarks and laugh. One kid
tripped me and I went face forward
into a street pole. when I got home I
went straight to the kitchen and pulled
out a sharp knife. I went straight to my
bathroom and looked at my face. I had
a big black,purple, and blue bruise on
my forehead from the stupid street
pole. I took the knife and cut my arm.
I thought about all the names I was ever called.
worthless
stupid
idiot
ugly
loser
weak
clown
jerk
freak
disturbed
hopeless
scared
unimportant
gay
After I was
done I looked down at my arm all
bloody. blood was on the
sink, and my sleeves of my shirt but I didn't
care. I cleaned everything up but I left
the cuts running.
I.wanted.to.die.
I had no friends, no journal, no one.
I had no one
(A:N this chapter was really sad for me to write, but it was important I couldn't leave it out. Please vote and comment and as always tell your friends about this book:)thanks everyone)
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FanficIt was always different for Harry. it was always different for Louis, but Louis was cruel, mean, and a bully on the outside, but what did he really feel on the inside? It's not that simple to forget a love that always existed, is it? Love conquers a...
