Over the past few weeks, I felt as if I were invisible to everyone. Even my parents. At home, I was constantly depressed and at night when everyone was asleep, I would creep into the bathroom, grab my razor and cut. If being depressed at home was bad, school was nothing short of torture. Whenever I saw Harry and Brittany at school, I would be visited by two temptations... to run to Harry and kiss those beautiful pink lips and to pull out her perfect blonde hair, one by one.
I guess he felt bad about snapping at me, cos whenever he saw me in the hall or tried to talk to me in science, his face would be full of apology but I just ignored him. Does he not realize that by snogging a girl that we both swore we hated and should be damned to hell, he ruined our friendship and caused me unbearable pain? Apparently not. Everyday at lunch, I sat alone, thinking that maybe no one would miss me if i just went ahead and killed myself. But I didn't want to cause Harry the pain that he caused me so i put the thought off.
Whener I saw him hold her hand, kiss her or hug her, I would break inside and I would think "That should be me..." I didn't tell anybody about my cutting or my suicidal thoughts. Especially not Harry... he would be devastated if he knew.
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A Triangle of Young Love (A Harry Styles fanfic)
FanfictionThis story may contain mature content. So if you don't like that kind of stuff don't waste your time reading it.
