nothing like us ☪

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AVA'S POV
Don't do it. Do it.
He's not worth it. He's so worth it you piece of shit.

I take one last look at the green grass below me as I'm 300 feet above it.
My hands are trembling and my mind is going insane. Fuck, it's not going insane, I've been insane my whole life.

I'm so...so hurt. I can't even explain it. But Harry deserves this, that is if he's even pained by what is about to happen to me. I shuffle my feet a little closer to the edge and one last tear streams down my face. I've been insane ever since the incident

"This is it." I smile. I can finally be free.
Flashes of Harry and that girl in the bathroom go through my mind once more, and that's what outs me over the edge. Literally. Fuck this. Pain is all I've ever been through except when I was with him and now that I've lost him pain is all I will ever be in until I jump.

So just jump.
"You fucker!" I scream. I sob and lean forward and when I feel my feet no longer on the roof, I feel this serene feeling as I'm falling through the air and my heart is beating louder and louder when I think of him one last time I see that smile and those sparkling green eyes. That's all I'll ever see.

Sharp pain racks through my back as I hit the ground and everything goes black.

6 MONTHS EARLIER.

"Hey Mari!" I yell. She turns her head and her short blonde hair flips swiftly with it.
She smiles at me and I smile back and she starts walking my way from her locker and towards me.

I grab my books and shut my locker.

"Junior year Ava. You need to get a boyfriend." She chuckles.

"Ha-ha. I'm doing just fine single."

"Well I heard Harry Styles has a thing for you." She smirks.

"The Harry Styles?"️ No way.

"Yep. The hottest and most popular asshole in this school."

"Speaking of him, there he is now!" She points and I look at the curly brown haired boy. He really is hot. I don't know why he's not more popular. He has bright green eyes, his locks pushed back wearing a black T-Shirt and black jeans. So simple but so... Intriguing.

"Ava... I see you staring." Mari says. I don't take my eyes off of him and I can literally hear the smug smirk on Mari's face.

He notices that I'm staring and eyes me up and down as I turn away.

"Mari he looked!" I squeal. No way. Shut up Ava.
He's hot but he's known to be a major asshole. I can't judge him if I don't personally know him I guess.

"I'll talk to you later Mari..." I walk away and go to my class. I hear her laugh and I smile to myself.

My first class is English with Mr. Anderson. I mindlessly run a hand through my long tan-ish colored hair. I don't know what to call it. Weaving through people and constantly checking my schedule I finally found Mr. Anderson's room. When I walk in I see many kids I've known since kindergarten that aren't in my social group.
My eye catches on my ex. Evan.

God. The thought of him scares me I don't know if I can even look at him.

I take my seat and start drawing in my notebook out of boredom. Everyones talking, too bad I have like no friends.

"Alright everyone! Calm down, calm down and take your seats please." Mr. Anderson announces.

"So today is going to be a silent writing day. What I want you to do is take out your notebooks and write 5 paragraphs about your summer. And that's it! Simple." He walks back and sits down at his desk.

I get up and walk over to the black metal desk that's neatly organized.
"May I use the restroom?" I ask him. I feel so formal when I say that.

"Sure thing." He doesn't look up from his computer.

I walk out of the classroom and walk down the empty hallway to find the bathroom. I start walking towards the door before someone's hands covers my mouth and pulls me into the janitors closet next to the bathroom.

I scream and try to get away from whoever is doing this.
They finally remove their hand and I turn around to see Evan. No no no.

"Hey sweetheart," he smirks.

He looks like a tower standing over me when I'm laying on the ground. I need to get out of here, who knows what he'll do to me.

"W-what are you doing Evan.." Hot tears run down my face.

"Just havin' a little fun is all, Ava. Don't worry, I think you'll enjoy this." He looks into my soul with those fucking evil brown eyes. He's crazy. I shake my head and start crying more.

He slowly bends down onto his hands and knees over me.

He covers my mouth once again before unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down to my knees.

I try to scream through is strong hands. Please stop.

"Stop fucking moving you bitch!" He yells. I screw my eyes shut in hope for him to just kill me then do this.

"Maybe this will help," He slaps me straight in the face and then punches me in the stomach.

My arms are pulsing, it feels like he's breaking them.

He moves his hand into my underwear and this is where I start screaming louder than before.

I quickly move my leg and then kick him in the lower stomach.

He groans in pain and leans to the side.
I quickly stand up and pull up my jeans and try to open the door but it's locked and he's already recovered before I could unlock it.

"Shit!" I scream.
Evan gets back up and grins at me.

"Don't worry sweethearts, I promised you that you would enjoy this. Now let's finish it shall we?" He moves me slowly. His words make me want to throw up. I slap him straight across the face. Shit.

"You fucking bitch!" He yells. He plunges towards me and grabs both of my already bruised upper arms and slams me to the hard concrete floor. I scream once more as I'm going unconscious.

He comes towards me again. Tears continue to wet my cheeks.

The door swings open letting in light to the dark closet.

"What the fuck?!" Harry.

Harry doesn't hesitate to start hitting Evan in the face with his strong fists multiple times. I'm still sprawled out on the floor, my head getting dizzier.

"Ava are you ok?" He turns to me with worry in his eyes.

I can't find the strength to answer him so I just shake my head the slightest.

"Shit. Let's get you home." He picks me up bridal style and walks out the doors of the school to what I assume is his car.

Things get dizzier and I can't make out where we're going but I guess I'm going to have to trust Harry today.

I black out.