A/N: I don’t know why exactly I’m writing this, but I was watching the movie and I thought it would be perfect for a Larry fanfic. I am still writing ‘Promise Me’ and I have about 6 chapters of it written, but they’re on my memory stick, which I have lost. Sorry it’s quite short. Just a disclaimer, I don’t know One Direction or anyone involved with them, I don’t own this movie/book and this story is made up.
He’s standing on a bridge. He feels alone, and mostly unwanted. He’s not sure what to think anymore, and he’s not sure if he should jump or not.
“Harry, what are you doing over there?” Anne said.
“I’m killing myself.” Harry said, confused as to why he saw his mother in front of him.
“But what about your bike? I just bought that for you last week. Who’s going to ride it then?” Anne said.
“What are you talking about? I’m standing on the side of a bridge, about to jump off it, and you’re concerned about my bike?” Harry said, even more confused than before.
“Well yeah, it’s just -” Anne was cut off by a semi truck whipping past her, and which is passed Harry was no where to be seen. He was falling, plummeting to death, and he realized at the moment, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to die. He then snapped out of the horrific day dream he was having, but he was still standing on the same bridge, overlooking the city. ‘It’s not worth it’ Harry thought to himself. He jumped on his bike and did the most logical thing he could think of; go to a hospital, they can help.
“Yes, may I help you?” The woman at the check in desk asked.
Harry looked at the woman and didn’t hesitate, “I’m Harry and I want to kill myself.”
