Fix you (Harry Styles)

CHAPTER 50

CHAPTER 50

MERCY'S POV

"Alright, so do you want to tell me what happened?" Joe asked me as he sat beside me on his matress.

Yes, I was friends with Joe Sugg as well. Ever since I joined YouTube and became one of YouTube partners, I gained heaps of new friends and loads of money.

I left Harry and I promised myself that I would never go anywhere near him. He had hurt me in the worst ways possible for five months, I thought I could change him but I didn't. I was never good enough for him, I wasn't special to be able to actually change someone who has always been used to hurting girls and watch them in pain because of him so he could feel proud of the damage done to those girls.

I was one of those girls. I had given a vow to myself to never be some sick guy's victim.

I have had enough of my ex boyfriend Justin ruining me, damaging my soul in the most outrageous ways.

All he did was play me as if I were his toy. He sabotaged me, he destroyed my life. Yet, I was weak enough to stay with him. I convinced myself that I couldn't live without him, I persuaded myself that I needed him in order to be happy. I've given him all of my loyalty and my love, I was there for him, supporting every single decision he made, comforting him, loving him with everything I had in me. But he took advantage of all of the things I did for him.

He knew what my weakness was, and he used it against me. He exploited me in the worst ways and then he left me for no reason. He left me so he could be with someone else who didn't half the shit I did for him.

And that was when I gave an oath to myself to never expose myself for such pain. I promised myself that I would learn how to love myself again and be happy even when I lose the most important people in my life. But I couldn't, I was too damaged inside that it affected all of my other relationships with the people surrounding me.

And then Harry came into my life, he reminded me of Justin and I tried to resist him with everything I had in me. I tried to push him away in a desperate attempt to protect myself.

When I met Harry, I was so weak, so fragile. I needed someone to hold me and tell me that everything will be ok. Harry was that person, and once again I found myself falling hard for someone so similar to Justin, if not worse.

I was an easy target to people like them, I was lonely, sad and unloved. They knew my fears and my weaknesses, and they took advantage of that to attack me, to cause more damage to my already broken heart.

But I knew Harry was broken as well, he needed help. He was silently calling for help, fighting for survival. And I was determined to fix him, to save him.

And I needed someone to save me as well, but I convinced myself that I was a lost cause. No one could fix me, I was unfixable, like a glass of water. Once it is broken, it shatters to little pieces and it could never be fixed.

When people are done with that glass of water, when they gulp all that water down their throat, they would break the glass and throw it to waste.

I was that glass of water. The water represented the love insidr me. I was helpless, and whenever people like Justin and Harry take all of my love from me, they would shatter me, destroy me and then throw me away as if I were useless and worthless.

I healed their wounds, cured their scars. I fixed them waiting for them to return the favor. I fixed what's broken in them, I turned their grief into happiness and their low-self esteem to confidence. I turned the hate inside them into love.

I touched the rust in them into gold. I changed their lives from shitty and pointless to amazing and worth living.

But they didn't return the favor. As a matter of fact, they didn't even show any signs of appreciation and gratitude. Better yet, they took everything I had in store for them inside me, they ripped my heart out. They touched the good in me and turned it to horrible. They shut down the light inside me, and turned into utter dimness.