Bipolar Love

Bipolar Love- Part 1

Natalie's POV

I sliced my wrist a couple times, letting the relief soak in. I saw the blood run down my hand and quickly washed it all off. I had just taken a shower, and letting blood pour down my wrist it kinda made me think that was a wasted shower. I went into my room with just a towel on me, and looked through my drawers. 'Anything to wear, Anything to wear? Nope' I thought to myself. Guess that means I have to get off my lazy butt and get some.

"Natalie! Carrie's here!" My mum, Anne Styles, yes, I am the sister of Harry Styles. I love him to death, but he's never here anymore, I understand why though. Music was my passion as well, I just didn't have enough time anymore. In case you're wondering, Carrie is my best friend. My only best friend. She has a super bad past. Her parents abused her until she ran away and somebody found her homeless on the street, taking her to my town, Holmes Chapel.

"Tell her to come to my room, please Mum!" I yelled back.

Within seconds, my best friend showed up at my door, and her eyes instantly went to my wrist. "Natalie, have you started again?" Carrie asked as I nodded. I had quit for a few months, until I started to get bullied even more than before. Carrie quickly grabbed my hand, examining my wrist.

"It's not a big deal, Carrie," I told her, to which she gave me a cold glare.

"Natalie, it is a big deal, your brother is just about to come in after about a 7 months and see what you did to yourself! Not to mention, his boyband friends are coming too. Girl, you need some foundation on those scars. Come with me," she said in a gangster voice, as I quietly giggled.

She took me to the bathroom and got some foundation out of my makeup bag. She took a makeup sponge and gently rubbed it across the permanent scars. I winced as she hit the previous cut. "Sorry," she whispered.

She finished quite quickly and we went to my room.

"Can you help me with finding an outfit?" I asked her.

"Sure," she replied as she looked through my closet and came out with a pair of white studded shorts, a pink crop top, and black heels.

"Thanks! It looks amazing," I said, finishing up getting ready.

"Natalie and Carrie! The boys and Harry is here!" My sister, Gemma, shouted from downstairs. Well, this should be interesting...

Authors Note

Ok guys so yeah, I wrote this chapter and I feel super good about it! Vomment please! (Vote + Comment = Vomment) (:

~Hailey