Suicidal

Chapter 1: Harry's POV

Hi, I'm Harry Styles. I used to be a member of One Direction, that is, until Louis told me we were breaking up but of course he just wanted me to leave. Management too. They said that I was "too depressing and suicidal." Now, I get even more hate than I did when I was a part of One Direction. I just gave up on my music career, I'm never going to get any fans when I'm this ugly and fat. I just want to die.
"Harry? Where are you, sweetie?" I heard my girlfriend say.
"I'm right here." I tell her. She runs up to me, hugging me tightly and kissing me.
"I was so worried! Don't scare me like that, Hazza." She sighed.
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
"Harry, I saw a few rumours on the internet, about you being a manwhore and just mean things in general. It wasn't just any hater, though. It was One Direction. I'm sure Niall didn't write any of that, he's your best friend." Did I mention that AJ has been my girlfriend for almost 5 years? She's such a sweet person, I wish she wasn't stuck with some messed up suicidal person. She never asked for me to come into her life; I should just leave. She probably wishes every day that she could have someone like Zayn or Niall instead of me, the fat, ugly mess I am.
"Harry?"
"I'm listening."
"Okay good," she says, "because I want to see Mockingjay part two. It came out yesterday. Let's go, cupcake!"
"Okay...." At least I like The Hunger Games. AJ looks at me with a worried expression on her face, then her lips slowly begin to form a smile.
"Harry, you're just like Katniss! Exactly like her! Everyone from the Capitol loved her, but once she realised how terrible the games were and rebelled, she became hated by everyone but the rebels. Now in Mockingjay Part Two she wants to kill herself with the nightlock pills. She's tried killing herself before, too." I shuddered at the memory of when I first attempted suicide. I tried to drown myself, but of course One Direction found me and then they told AJ. She hasn't let me go near a river, lake or pool since then unless she's with me. I have tried to kill myself many other times, but I don't want to recall them. They each have a different story.......
"I'm the girl on fire? But I always thought I was like Peeta?" I said, confused.
"I guess you're like both of them."
"Let's go." We walk to the car and get in. I turn on the radio and guess what song is playing? The Hanging Tree.
"I wish I could go to The Hanging Tree, to die." I tell AJ.
"Aw, no! Don't think like that, my little cupcake!"
"Why not? We all know how much I want to die." I say simply.
"Aw, cupcake, it's okay. I'm here," AJ comforts me. It's not working.
During the movie, I cuddle up to her like always. I know the guy is supposed to be 'the strong one' in a relationship, but of course, like always, I'm ruining everything. I'm probably too ugly to even be in this theatre. The only reason I agreed to go was that it's dark and no one can see the ugly mess that is my face. I immediately notice a Directioner sit down next to me.
"Ew, you're Harry Styles. Go kill yourself. No one even likes you anymore. Your girlfriend hates you as well. Just kill yourself already. I'm glad One Direction kicked you out. They don't need someone as ugly as you in their band. You're ugly, fat, worthless, and talentless. No one cares if you die. In fact, everyone would be happy." She says.
"AJ....." I whisper.
"Look. I don't know who you are, or why you're saying these terrible things about my little cupcake. What did he ever do to you?" AJ says.
"He dated 410 girls and probably shagged all of them. He's such an ugly manwhore." I start crying harder than I had before, and AJ pulls me closer to her.
"I-I-I want to die...." I whisper.
"Harry, no," She pleads, "Don't leave me, my little cupcake."
"B-but.... Okay."