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 you were getting lot’s of hate lately,just because the fans of your famous boyfriend Louis Tomlinson loved his ex Eleanor way more then they liked you. They wanted Louis to get back with her. Right now Louis was in the studio,recording, and you were,well,at home,scrolling trough tons of hate. After what seemed like the 100000000th hate tweet,you decided it was enough. Maybe Louis is better of with Eleanor. Maybe they’re right ,you thought. You thought about the last time the other lads visited,when you heard them talking. “Louis,” Zayn had said. “She’s not like Eleanor… Y/N is… Different.” You thought Louis would tell Zayn to shut up,but instead he had told Zayn that he was right. You never told him you heard that,but inside it killed you. Eleanor was a beauty queen,a kind person who was fun to be around. You were… you. Just a normal small-town-girl. You silently started crying. That’s when you got an idea. You walked to the bathroom and found your razor. Do I want to do this, you asked yourself. Like anyone would care, a cold voice in your head said. That’s when you cut,blood making its way down your arm. You posted one last tweet saying ‘Hope ya’ll happy now. Goodbye.’ attatched with a picture of your bleeding arm. You continued cuting,closing your eyes and not really paying attention anymore how deep you were cuting. At the 7th cut,you felt a stronger pain,wich made your eyes go open. You looked at the place you’d cut. Blood was pouring out,and that’s when you relised it would be fatal. You fell on the bathroom floor,closing your eyes again. “I’ll always love you Louis.” You whisperd. The last thing you heard was a door opening and a male voice shouting your name with a crying voice.

*3 weeks later*

Noises. Noises everywhere. You heard people talking,but couldn’t focuss on their conversation. You tried to open your eyes,but you quickly closed them again when a way to bright white light shone into your eyes. Am I dead? You thought. You heard the people again,and this time you could clearly understand what they said.

“Did she just open her eyes?!?” Someone shouted,his voice filled with hope.

“I’m sorry mate,I don’t think so.” Another person sadly said.

“She can’t die! I need her!” The first person cried.

“Shuuush,calm down,calm down. It will be okay,just wait.” A new voice said calm,though about to break down.

“This is all my fault!”

“It’s not! Stop blaming yourself! You didn’t send her that stuff we saw on her phone,did you?”

“No… But she might have heard what Zayn said to me and my anwser to that.”

“What do you mean?” Another ‘new’ voice said shocked. He sounded Irish.

“Well,when you guys were over 2 months ago,Zayn said something like ‘She’s not like Eleanor blah blah blah.’ and then I anwserd him with ‘I know,you’re right.’ ” The voice now sounded guilty and even more sad.

“You idiot.” The Irish voice said.

“I know.” The voice sounded extreemly tired aswell.

“Mate,you’ve been awake for over 48 hours, come on, go on home. You need to get some sleep.” Why did all these voices sound so familiar?

“But what if something happends while I’m away?!?”

“We’ll call you emidiatly and tell you vas happenin’. Harry,could you go with him?”

“You,Liam and Niall are ALL staying here?!”

“No. To many people. Okay well,I guess then I’ll go with them.” The Irish one said. That’s when you blacked out again.

*The next morning*

You couldn’t remember much. The only thing you rememberd were the 5 voices. You opend your eyes,just like you had tried yesterday. This time it went easier. You looked around the room,and you saw three sleeping people. When you looked better,you recodniced them: Niall, Harry and… Louis? He’s here! Omg,he’s here! Why is he here? Does he care? You questioned yourself. Everything started to come back. What you had done, nearly dieing. You looked down at your arms. Yep,they were in a bandage. Two boys came in,looking really tired. You recodniced them aswell: Liam and Zayn.

“Y/N?” Liam screamed and ran to the hospital bed,followed by Zayn,causing the other 3 boys to wake up. Liam quickly hugged you and so did Zayn.

“Y/N! Oh my God, Y/N you’re awake! I thought I lost you forever!” Louis basicly jumed out of the chair he was sleeping in. He kissed you long and passionately. After a while you heard a cough and Louis pulled away.

“Miss. Y/L/N,” A man,probably a doctor, said. “Do you still remember what happend?” He questioned.

“Yes,I do,” You whisperd. “I… I cut myself quite deep.” Louis was already crying,Zayn was biting his lip, a tear rolled down Liam’s cheek.

“Do you need any help? Like a rehab or something?” The doctor asked.

“N-no,I… I hadn’t cut myself in 4 years. I d-don’t know w-what was coming i-in to me.” You replied,silently crying.

“Very well then. I’ll leave you six alone now.” After saying that he walked out of the room again.

” ‘I don’t know what came into me’? Y/N,you scared the hell out of us! We thought you were going to die!” Harry screamed,which made you cry even more.

“I-I’m s-s-so s-sorry.” You said between sobs. “A-all the h-h-hate it was j-j-just to much a-and I t-t-thought no one would c-care anyway b-because they s-s-said Louis w-would be better o-of with El-El-Eleanor.”

“Uhm,Louis,I think we’ll just leave you and Y/N alone for a while…” Liam said. Harry,Niall,Zayn and himself all gave you a hug and Lou a pat on the shoulder and left.

“Why would you even think that?!” Louis asked nervously.

“I heard you say it aswell. That I wasn’t like Eleanor.” You had calmed down a bit.

“You heard that,huh? I’m so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean any of it. I’ve been so worried about you and it made me relise I love you so much. You’ve been in a coma for about 2,5 weeks and the fans,the lads,I… We’ve been so worried. When you tweeted that picture of your arm I got what was going on. The lads and I raced home to save what we could save,but as soon as I opened the bathroom door,you were already blacking out on the floor. Harry got his car and drove you to the hospital,while I was taking care of you there in the backseat and Liam in the frontseat so I wouldn’t compleatly freak out. In the bathroom Niall and Zayn had found your phone and they read the tweets people have been senting you. I…I took a picture of it and tweeted it,with the caption ‘Thanks a lot,she might die,you know?’. Ever since you were in coma I’ve been here as much as I could, and if I couldn’t Liam would be here. Or Harry. Or Niall. Or Zayn. They were just as worried as I was. God,I’m so glad you’re here again. The fans promiced me to never do it again,now Y/N,will you promice me you’ll never do this,” He took your arms and placed a kiss on both of them. “Ever again?” You nodded.

“I promice, Lou.”

“Good.” He placed another pasionate kiss on your lips

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