Harry Styles BSM/DDM

You try to committe suiside DDM

Today was the day
You were going to kill yourself.

You had already got all the supplies you needed

Razors, towels (just incase I back out), and your phone

You had your phone so you could read all you the hate comments you got. Because it would just make you cut deeper into your skin.

Harry is out with the lads for tonight and probably not going to be home until 12

Ok so it's 11:45 right now and you need to hurry so you began

"Go die, because your just a waste of space!!"

*slice*

"Harry doesn't even like you so back off bitch, he's mine!"

*4 more slices*

You were about to see everything go black until the door opened and there stood a very angry but yet sad Harry Edward Styles.

"STOP!!! RIGHT NOW!" he yelled while grabbing the razor and throwing it away.

"why?" he asked, his voice cracking because he was crying.

He took the towels and wet them a bit and cleaned off your wrist.

You wouldn't speak any that night, you and Harry just stayed up and watched a couple movies until you both fell asleep in each other's arms.

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I'm sorry I really haven't updated in a long time!!

I didn't know how to end this chapter so sorry

QOTD: Where are you guys from?

AOTD: I'm from North Carolina, in the USA

😘~Des