As I sat across from Harry and his intense stare.. I began to play with the hem of my sleeve, like I was 15 again.
I looked up to the ceiling and took a deep breathe.. And looked back at Harry.
"Ok...... I was bullied Harry, bullied quite badly by the same group of girls from the age of 14 to about 16. It got to the point that I didn't know what to do about it. they made my life miserable.. I had my close group of friends, but I kept it to myself for a long time" I told Harry looking down
Harry reached for my hand
"It's ok iz, carry on" Harry pushed for me to continue, and rubbing my cheek.
"Some of the things they did to me where awful... I remember a few things, but some of it I have blocked out, it's like my brain has erased it. I remember them shoving my head in a toilet and flushing it over me one time. I actually thought I was good to die from being drowned.. I know they were holding my head under and laughing then they started kicking me. they kicked me everywhere.. I had bruises from that day" I said with no emotion..
"I remember standing in front of my mirror looking at the bruises. I felt disgusting, not worth shit like I was worthless, and that I wouldn't find anyone, then it was like someone took over my body. I faintly remember walking to my bathroom cabinet, looking for a blade.. I knew that in that moment, I wanted to end it. end the daily torture" I told Harry as I wiped a small tear that had run down my cheek
"As I looked at myself I remember dragging the blade across my wrist, the pain felt good, like a release.. I remember banging coming from the door and my sister running in, then it kind of goes blank from there" I said while looking down at my knees
"Jesus Christ iz. did you want to end your life that night?" Harry asked with sadness in his whole face.
"I guess I did. It all got to much for me. I felt worthless, like I didn't deserve life Harry. To live with it everyday was torture. I wanted someone to fix me as I felt like I was broken you know, and this is why they did it.. When I woke up in the hospital, hooked up to machines after having a blood transfusion, that was the lowest point. I felt like a victim. I didn't want to feel like a victim. I remember when I came home from the hospital, it all came out. The constant bullying and daily torture.. I didn't need to feel alone anymore. It went to court and the girls were charged.. That was a hard time, siting in the court room listening to it... From that day on I promised myself that I had to be independent and do what I wanted and be who I am now.. No one helped me here, I did it all on my own, I worked hard to get what I have and I am glad I did as it kind of lead me to you, and being with you has made me feel that maybe I'm not that person they made me out to be.. I'm here and survived it" I told Harry looking down blushing.
"Iz all that happened has made you who you are today. and I wish I could have been there for you then, but I'm here now. and maybe I can fix you in some way" Harry said holding my hand
"Harry you've done so much for me, you've fixed me in so many ways you have no idea. I don't feel like that person anymore, and that's down to you" I said holding his cheek
"Iz you have no reason to doubt yourself. your an amazing woman, independent and caring.. This has made you stronger. I can't believe it happened to someone like you, your so kind and loving.. That's what I love about you, You make me feel like I'm just Harry. , like I can do anything" Harry said smiling
"Harry you can and you have" I simply replied smiling
Harry leant in and kissed me so softly
"Just know that I love you Isabel Martin, I love you so much" Harry said breathless
"Thank you harry. and I love you more than you can know" I said as he pressed his forehead to mine and nudging my nose.
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So that's what happened to izzy.. This is personal stuff to me.. Just know if it's happening to you, tell someone, they can support you
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