One Shots [Niam]

Habits of Mine

SHIP: Ziall

WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Drugs, Abuse, Self Harm, Suicidal Thoughts

Niall's Pov:

I inhaled a puff of smoke.

I miss you. Ever since we broke up, I haven't been the same. I miss spending time with you.

I exhaled a puff of smoke.

I cant get you off my mind. Smoking is the only thing that will help me forget. But I cant.

I inhaled a puff of smoke.

Cuts run down my arms and legs. The pain helps me feel better sometimes. But nothing like smoking.

I exhaled a puff of smoke.

Ive been locked in my room day after day doing the same thing. A repetitive pattern that never helps. It makes me feel better for a couple seconds though.

I inhaled a puff of smoke.

My room was dark and dingy. It was messy and isolated. No one bothered me, I didn't bother anyone.

I exhaled a puff of smoke.

Im beginning to feel better. But only with the help of this. Otherwise, I wouldn't be around for much longer.

I inhaled a puff of smoke.

Its the only thing keeping me alive and happy. Without it, Id be dead and gone. Oh, the power of drugs.

I exhaled a puff of smoke.

My eyes are tinted red. My eyebrows are arched terribly and my lips are trembling. I miss you.