All I Want Is Love (Deadlox x Reader) **DISCONTINUED**

Chapter 2

(A/N: SELF HARM SELF HARM SELF HARM TRIGGER TRIGGER TRIGGER WARNING WARNING WARNING LOOK FOR NEXT BOLD TEXT)

Reader POV

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I gently, but swiftly sliced my non-dominant wrist more than thirty times. As soon as I saw the scarlet drops fall, I became mesmerized. As I woke up from my daze, I realized I was running out of time. I quickly did the same to my dominant wrist. Then I wrapped both wrists up in grey gauze. Last time someone asked about the gauze, I said it looks cool.

(IT'S OVER COME BACK COME BACK COME BACK)

Then I ran outta the bathroom. "Ugh," I muttered. Running late, I grabbed my phone, MP3, (f/c) headphones, 3DS, and (f/c or f/b) backpack. As I walked down the street,  I plugged my ear buds into my MP3.

"I'm walking down the road less traveled...

It's harder when the sun is shining, 'cause the lights' not fair..."

I sang as I walk along. It's on the side of a back road, and it's also cloudy. I chuckled at the irony.

"I'm talking to my darkest shadows...

This love, it still won't die, but they don't care..."

I remember when I first discovered Deadlox. I heard his deep voice, his genuine laugh, his amazing humor... But I'm not your average Fangirl. Sure, I love him with all my heart, but I won't kidnap and rape him! I heard his intro and outro music, and I got the full songs immediately.

"I don't know why I do this to myself... It's not right..."

Yeah, I don't know why I keep hurting myself. I guess it's addictive. I actually don't want to live. I tried pills, didn't work. I have nowhere to hang myself. So I just turned to... Well... My razor blade. It gives me pain I like, but I continue to live. So I can still look forward to new Deadlox and Pewdiepie videos.

"But I can't love no one else..."

"No one else..."
             I heard a deep, calming voice chime in. I jump, obviously startled. "Djävlä banan! Woah, I'm sorry... I didn't see ya there." The deep voice belongs to young man about my age. Oh MY. IS HE ATTRACTIVE. He has dark chocolate brown hair  and thick bangs cover his right eye. His eye is a dark red, like maroon. No, he wasn't high, it was just his eye color. He is wearing a white hoodie with black dyeing the edges of the neckline, hood, sleeves, and bottom. He is also wearing grey jeans with a silver chain. He had Black and green headphones around his neck... Razer Kraken Pro, I suppose. His backpack is black, with neon green highlights. I like his shoes! Black Vans, with purple tongues...

"He seems familiar..." I thought to myself.

"It's okay... but what did you say? Was that Swedish?" I could feel myself blushing... I'm embarrassed. "Umm.. 'You damn banana'...?" He laughed. "That's interesting. At least I like bananas. Oh, I'm Tyler, Tyler Ellis, by the way. But I go by Ty." Oh, I'm just plain old (y/n) (l/n)." Ty smiled. "(y/n)... What a beautiful name." I heated up, due to his compliment."T-thanks... no one's e-ever said t-that..." I stuttered like the idiot I am. Soon, The bus stop came into view. I hope (b/n) isn't there...

"Hey, (i/n)!!! Nice hoodie, everyone can see your non-existing cleavage!" On cue, a chorus of laughter rose. I looked at the ground, holding back tears. (b/n) Is back too. "Hey, you little wh*re, look at me while I'm talking to you! Why, you little--"

"Leave her ALONE."

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Ohhhh Shiet! Someone's pissed! Sorry... its nighttime here... 10:42 P.M. to be exact. So, I gotta go. Oh, and I used the song

No One - Project 41 (feat. Matthew Steeper)

You guys haven't picked a fan name yet! .-.

I'm Majora, and stay awesome Rebels/Gamers/Rupees. Peace out!