•in·de·pend·ence :ˌindəˈpendəns/•
[Update: 5/7/2020, yeah i decided to slowly update this story because the mistakes i made were embarrassing and i want to improve this story! thank you guys so much for the continual support :) ]
TW: Self-Harming, Slurs
Harry's P.O.V
My very annoying alarm clock blared loudly, and I blindly slapped my nightstand until I hit the snooze button. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and slid off my bed onto the rug, sprawled like a starfish. God I hate this. I slowly got up and made my way to my closet to mindlessly pick my clothes. I decided to go with something different and chose a white t-shirt instead of black and a pair of black jeans. Just like everyday. After getting dressed, I foggily walk towards my bathroom and splash water on my face and brush my teeth. I walk down the stairs into my empty kitchen.
"Mom." I said. I really should stop wasting my breath. It's all pointless. I sat down at the old oak wood table and poured myself a bowl of cereal. Cheerios. I shove the bland cereal down my throat, so I can have some energy for the day. When I'm finished I walk over to the counter and grab my trusty rusty bloody blade. I run it carelessly across my wrist three times, not where it could kill me, but pretty close. I'll gather the courage one day. I run cold water over my wrist to stop the bleeding, and return the blade to its usual position. I walk out my house, lock the door, and walk towards the lonely bus stop.
The bus eventually arrives and I get on. As soon I step on I'm greeted by spit, rough jabs in my sides and taunting. The bus driver watches the routine daily and doesn't seem to care, but I understand. What's there to care about? I sit in the farthest seat in the back, and keep my eyes glued to the window, not making eye contact with anyone. This is my life. Same thing every single day. Nobody gives a damn about me and when I kill myself, nobody will blink an eye. Life doesn't matter to me. It's all a waste. I'm a waste. Nobody cares about the retarded kid who brings nothing into this world. I can't wait for it all to end.
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So sorry that started of depressing. I deleted kiss me cause I read it over. And I hated it. So yeah. Can't wait to get to Louis' POV. I'll update soon. <3
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Фанфик•au·tism- (n) /ˈôˌtizəm/• ~I love that you're autistic. It makes you unique and special. And mine~ (in the process of renovating from 2013)
