It is 8:00 in the morning and your brother, Louis Tomlinson, has been working in the studio since 6:30. You don't want to get out of bed to face the bullies at school but you have to. You quickly get dressed in a black blouse and blue pants, grab your fully charged phone from your desk, grab your backpack, and head to school. You reach your locker just before the bullies, also known as, Julia, Nicholas, and Jason, round the corner and kick you hard on your stomach. Nicholas and Jason punch you on the nose and face, bruises forming immediately from the physical contact. You run off campus with tears streaming down your cheeks. Back home, you drop your books on the floor. Ten minutes later, your crying dies down and all you feel is pain, loneliness, and worthlessness. The bullies have pushed you too far. You lock the bathroom door behind you as you search for your best friend: your razor blade. You press the cold metal onto the sensitive skin on your wrist and drag it across, watching the blood drip from the wound. After 8 long hours of recording at the studio, Louis walks into the house, excited to spend the evening with his sister. He calls out " Y/N, I'm home! Where are you?" He hears your cries from your bathroom, instantly becoming worried, " Y/N, talk to me, please!" He runs into your room and frantically knocks on the bathroom door, "Y/N, why is the door locked? What are you doing in there? Please honey, open the door." You ignore his pleas while you continue slicing your arms. Louis yells behind the door, "I will break down this door if you don't open up young lady!" Just before you could slice your arm again, the door crashes down, Louis rushes over to you and throws the blade behind him. You cry out, " No! Give it back, I need it! Please!" Louis cradles you in his arms, kisses your forehead, and whispers comforting words into your ear, " Shhhh, it's okay sweetie. I'm right here. You don't need it. I've got you, you're safe. I love you baby." He carries and lays you down, sitting next to you. " Why honey, why did you hurt yourself baby? Did something happen at school today? You sob when you remember what the bullies did to you that morning, " I'm being bullied. They punched and kicked me. They tell me that I'm worthless and call me names. It's been going on for two years Lou, it hurts too much. The fans are hating on me. Please, make it stop." Louis strokes your cheeks, " Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry that I haven't been here for you. I'm so sorry that you have been in so much pain. Baby, you can always talk to me. I love you. I want to help you. Please, let me in." Okay Lou. I love you Louboo." Louis hugs and places a kiss on your forehead, " I love you too sweetheart." Louis cleans your cuts, bandages them, and falls into a peaceful sleep while holding you in his arms.
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One Direction Self Harm Imagines
FanfictionHey lovlies! I am starting an imagines book. Anyone of you 1D fans are more than welcome to send in requests. Beware, these imagines will be graphic and will contain self harm scenes. If you are uncomfortable with this or easily triggered, DON'T REA...