harry skipped going out that night. there was no way he could show up with bruises and marks scattered all over his arms and face. he looked so terrifying, even to himself. it hurt to look in the mirror. so he did what any logical person would do. he took a hammer in his hands and smashed every mirror in his trailer. the shards were all over the floor, but now he didn't have to see himself. this was a good thing.
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p h o s p h e n e s || l.s.
Fanfictionin a world where harry has unhealthy nightmares and louis is the surprising solution. tw for suicidal tendencies, eating disorders, depression, anxiety, and abuse
