Harry's POV
I saw blood. So much. She was continuously bleeding. I took my jacket off and wrapped it around her petite body and pulled her into my arms.
I cried. I cried more than a guy should. I looked down and saw her slits. They were all over we hands and on her neck and collar bone.
I cried at the sight of them.
"Harry?"
She said in a weak voice.
I heard the shuffling feet of Zayn and Frankie. They looked at me and gave me space.
"Ariana."
She started crying. She pulled her hand up and cupped my face.
"I want you Harry."
I cried a little more harder than before.
"I need you Harry."
Again a little more harder.
She looked at me and smiled. She was crying between words.
"Hey. Hey look at me. I forgive you. I forgive you."
She teared up.
"I l-love you Harry Styles. I love you and I-I always will."
I pulled her into a crushing hug. I kissed the top of her forehead.
"I have to go Harry."
"N-no Ariana! No you can leave me!" I shook my head.
"I have to go Harry."
"No no no your not going anywhere!"
"I love you Ariana! You can't leave me!"
"I love you Harry."
She stopped breathing. Her chest stopped moving. Her touch slowly became colder. Her eyes slowly closed. And one last teardrop fell.
Like my heart.
"Ariana! Ariana! Ariana come back! Ariana please! I need you!"
I cried.
"I need you!"
I held her close and I heard the boys crying. I didn't want to let her go. She can't leave me. She just can't.
I stayed in that same position for a good 30 minutes. Zayn and Frankie came.
Zayn had red eyes. They were puffy.
Frankie's whole face was red. He looked at me and then back to his little sister. He fell down and cried. He cried his heart out. And it was all my fault.
All of it.
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QOTC: Ever told someone you lobe them?
AOTC: Every second of the day, I have problems.
