𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜

THE LAST ONE I SWEAR LMFAO

It was fine, you sighed. You had just heard that Harry Styles broke his neck, becoming paralyzed, and you were undeniably depressed.

"How am I supposed to go on?" You shake your head, tears threatening to spill. "Life will never be the same without him..."

Then, at last, a waterfall of emotions cascaded down your pale, purple, face. You dug your nails into your tender arms, drawing jelly like blood.

"No," you screamed, slamming your fist against the bathroom mirror. It shattered on impact, collecting on the floor in hundreds of tiny pieces.

"I.."

My mind was buzzing with "Beautiful" by One Direction, released September 11, 2011. I couldn't think, as my hand unconsciously picked up a fairly large shard of glass.

"What am I doing?" I sighed, drawing the Friedglass against my arm. It hurt, but the crimson liquid heading out of the inflicted wound satisfied me.

The tears kept coming. They flew miraculously, staining my clothes with sadness. I should've known better than to keep the door unlocked, sobbing carelessly.

"Hello?" Came a muffled meek voice, from outside the door.

My eyes instantly widened.

Jeremy.

"I'm coming in, sweet c h e e k."