Apparently I can't sleep. Its already 12:25 here. Which means its October 22. Yeah. I really can't sleep. And last night. Oh my fucking god I wish my dream would come true. I dreamt that me and Harry are dating. We were holding hands. Looking at each other then just smile. Then I would just like place my head on his shoulder then he'll put his arm around me and we'll just cuddle on our couch. My parents be like: You two look so fucking good together. But then my sister and friends be like: Ahmagosh! Were so fucking jealous of you right now. Bitch. Gosh. I wish that dream will came a reality. (Oh my god! You and I just played on my phone!!!! ASsddfgghhk Now its Strong. Fuuucckk. . . . .)
Chapter 10:
“Well I'm really not fond of riding rollercoaster” I smiled sheepishly looking at the scary thing from a far. Harry let out a sigh of relief making my eyebrows jerk upwards while looking at him.
“Its a good thing. Because I'm terrified of those things!” he pointed towards the bad boys. Yeah I like to call them bad boys. “Otherwise if you would've said that you wanted to ride those first I would have totally dissagreed” he rubbed the back of his neck. We laughed at each other's weaknesses. I can't believe he is also terrified at roller coasters.
“So where to off m'lady?” he says in an overly posh British accent facing me with a smile.
Seriously. This boy is practically my happiness. My smile. My laughter. It might be weird for some of you because I only met him in what? Two and a half weeks? But that's not the case. Without him I feel weak and incomplete. But when I'm with him I feel. . . .different. Like, no one can ever hurt me. I feel like depression is finally over. I don't feel like cutting. I don't think about suicide. I feel like theirs still hope in me.
But still, you cut yourself just yesterday?! That doesn't mean a human being like him would make us dissapear.
The voices in my head growled in anger. I mentally shake my head. I won't let you get into me this time. Today. I just want to be happy. Maybe not for me but for the boys. Especially Harry. It doesn't matter if I have to put on my happy mask. At least I made them happy and satisfied.
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Hayran KurguThey say. Each and every one of us has a purpose in this world. We are worth living. Or is that just another saying that somebody made up. This story is about Elaine. A girl who is so used of people bringing her down. Never once considered herself a...
