Deeper Meanings (on hold)

small Light in a Dark world

~ Chapter Three ~

I could hear voices, loud voices, they wouldn't shut up and all I wanted to do was sleep. My head is pounding and I have no idea where I am, maybe if I pretend to be asleep they will go away and leave me alone.

"Why do you think she did it"

"Niall for the millionth time, I don't know"

"is she dead"

"no Lou her heart is beating"

"but-but she lost a lot of blood"

"Louis there is nothing we can do in this storm, I did the best I could"

"I know Liam but-"

"no buts Louis"

"Harry are you ok, you're really pale"

"what if she doesn't wake up Liam"

"she will"

"at least she isn't bloody anymore"

"Zayn shut up"

"sorry Harry"

I knew they we talking about me, but why were they asking if I was dead or saying that I am, well was covered in blood. I try and think about what happened before I well fell asleep. Blood, death, doesn't wake up... what does this all mean.

Oh no

It suddenly hit me, they found me and I had just cut. I cut too deep and on my wrist, why didn't I cut my thighs per usual. Ahhh I'm so stupid, now they know, I think I'm going to be sick!

The boy's voices were still buzzing around my head and my brain was pounding even more now.

"Guys im hungry"

"Niall how can you be think about food"

"im sorry, I can't help it"

"Maybe we should work on our new song"

"no we need to be here for her"

"we are here though"

"shut up Louis"

"Harry calm down"

"No, she is in a coma"

"She isn't in a coma"

"SHUT THE HELL UP ALL OF YOU" I scream at them.

Silence

I slowly open my eyes regretfully to see five pairs of eyes staring at me. I gradually sit up in my bed and realize i'm in a different top, my cheeks are now blazing at the idea of one of them changing my shirt. My self-consciousness is very high and I can only hear the terrible storm outside and the breathing of the five boys who possibly all saw my chest.

Suddenly I was tackled into a tight hug.

"Oh my god you're alive" yelled a very happy Louis.

Yes extremely self-conscious right now, I silently pleaded to Harry, who was sitting next to me, with my eyes to get the heavy Louis off.

"Lou you idiot get off of her" Harry told him sternly.

Immediately he got off of me while muttering an apology, my face was still red and I was beginning to panic knowing that any minute now they will confront me about the one thing that I've tried so hard to hide from everyone. I studied all of their handsome faces and all I saw was concern and worry, not angry and disappointed like the few people who know.

"Boys come on let's give her some space" Liam finally said breaking the tension while giving Harry a soundless message.

They all left except Harry, he let out a loud sigh and looked straight into my eyes. His bright green eyes were sparkling with tears as he took another deep breath and began talking.

"I-I- found you in the bathroom" he spoke with a soft voice.

So he was the one that found me, I cringed away as I waited for him to hit me, but it never came. He was looking at me in disbelief that I was bracing myself to be slapped.

"I'm not going to hit you Skylar, I-I- just need to know why"

I went to say something but he put his finger up to my lips. The strange thing was that I didn't cringe away.

"I won't tell anyone, not the boys, not Louis, not anyone. I just need to know why, I found you covered in your own blood because yo-u-u cut yourself. Please Skylar" at this point he lightly grabbed my hand "I have never been so scared in my life, so just please tell me"

There was something inside me, something that was telling me that I Skylar Taylor could trust the famous Harry Styles with something so big that I can't even accept. I think of what he told me before I passed out, make the most of these moments. I get up and go to my walk in wardrobe; I come out with some shorts on. Harry is still sitting in the same place on my bed, he watches me curiously as I sit back down on the bed with my hands on my legs.

"Harry I cut myself" I say stating the obvious "but the evidence is mainly on my thighs" I continue lifting my hands to the side so he can see the horrible scars. He lifted his hand to touch them but not before seeing if I was ok with it. His smooth fingers slowly trace the news one to the edition.

"I did that yesterday before you all came" I explained so quietly I was surprised if he heard me at all.      

"I hate my life Harry and... I-I- hate myself" my eyes well up with tears and they threaten to spill over as I think of that day an all of the horrible events of my life. Finally one tiny water drop trails down my cheek, I just wish all of the pain was gone, I wish something good happened in my life.

Big arms wrap around me and I crave the warmth that is radiating off of him. Harry didn't say that he knew what I was going through or that everything is going to be ok, he just comforted me.

"Skylar, im here for you" he finally said

He is here for me, does that mean he cares for me. I feel him kiss the top of my head and the words that he just said to me brought a bit of light in my black world. We stay like that for a while and I can feel his chest rise and lower.

"Skylar you're beautiful and your life isn't all bad, not anymore, trust me when I say that the band one direction will light up you world" he said in a smart tone because he sort of quoted the bands famous song.

"Harry"

"Yeah"

"Thank you for not judging me"

"I would never dream of it"

"WERE PROTECTION YOU TOO" I hear Louis yell out.

A small smile creeps on to my face and Harry chuckles quietly, maybe Harry's right.

One Direction are possibly the good in my life and ive only known them for what 8 hours!!

***NOTE***

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If you have a dirty mind some on the lines sound kinky -

'I found you in the bathroom'

'His smooth fingers slowly trace....'

Yeah that sounds kinky!

Anyway.....

I hope you enjoyed this.... I enjoyed writing this!

Oh and what do you think happened on THAT DAY! That made Skylar's life horrible?

Parris

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