Its Different For Us .| Larry Stylinson AU |.

Chapter 8

Harry pov:

I hate my life. I wish I had someone to

talk to.

I looked into my mirror, then looked at

my forearms. I think my arms look

better with the cut but there needs to be

something more. I punched my self in

the face that's what I needed bruises to

make my cuts look better. I knew I

needed help but I don't want any. I was

so out of control, with all these

thoughts in my mind about myself.

but I didn't care. This is my life now

and I hate it.

Louis pov:

When I walked into school today there

was pictures all over the place of Harry

with the bloody head. I have to admit it

was pretty interesting . Then when

Liam grabbed my should asking me '

you like it, I did it myself' ya I love it it's

awesome. It shows what he really is

haha.i said. It was a funny picture I

laughed so hard. We laughing a lot

latly. Liam truly is my best friend here

haha. he just gets me. it's great to be

me.

Liam said to me ' look what I posted on

YouTube It already has 1 million hits

haha' it was the video of me kicking

Harry in the head repeatitly. I looked

so much muscular in the video then the

last part was Harry running away after

I screamed at him. haha. he looked like

a crybaby running away. good Harry

doesn't belong here.

Harry pov:

When my mum texted me saying she'll

be home in 5 minutes I literally

screamed. my arms and clothes were

bloody and I had a big bruise on my

forehead from the pole and then I had

another on my cheek from me. my hair

was still bloody I didn't take a shower.

I dashed into the bathroom put my hair

under the sink and washed it quickly.

then I ran into my mum's room and

grabbed her foundation makeup and

put it all over bruises to hide them. I

then got a long sleeve black shirt on so

my mum couldn't see the cuts. FUCK

what if my mom see these dirty clothes.

I threw them in a plastic bag then ran

outside and put them in the trash and

ran into the house. I washed the knife I

used and put it away. 1 minute later my

mum walked in and hugged me. ' I

haven't seen you in so long!' My mum

said. oh yah ya know I've just been fine

hanging with my friends. i lied. she

couldn't know what happened to me.

My mum left an hour later to go food

shopping. great alone again.

I decided to take a walk outside. I

didn't really care if anyone made any

remarks. I was over it I was used to it.

it didn't matter.

When I stepped out of my house I

already regretted it. people had there

laptops and phones out laughing at

what they were Whatching and then

Pointed to me. what the hell what did I

do. wait am I online getting beaten up

on a video. I thought. I started running

back home fast and one Kid yelled to

everyone ' HEY EVERYONE LOOK UP

CRYBABY RUNAWAY!!' when I got

home I slammed the door and

screamed my lungs out. JUST KILL ME

NOW!

I ran upstairs and took out my laptop

and looked up crybaby runaway. it was

a video of me on the ground curled up

In a ball crying while Louis kicked me

in the head 5 times then in the gut and

screamed at me. then I ran away. oh I

get it crybaby which is me and runaway

because I ran away. All the nicknames I have ever been called, I will make cut for every single one.

Worthless

Idiot

Cry baby

Baby

Fag

Stupid

Fucked up

Failure

Run a way

Curly

Freak

Cock

Fat

Weak

Whimp

Faggot

And a whole fuck more. I cut one after another, more and more blood. dripping done my arm and on to the floor. Their all right, I'm weak I'm not strong, nor was I ever. I'm done, I'm done.

Goodbye.

(A:N I hoped this chapter was good I tried to make it longer. :) as always tell your friends and vote and comment! :)