Every Scar Has A Story

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Brianna's POV

I woke up snuggling with a huge pillow.

Wait.

This pillow is breathing.

Pillow's don't breath.

This is not a pillow.

This is a human.

I feel around me to get up and open my eyes, only to find that there are more breathing pillows.

Why am I surrounded by people?

I open my eyes to remember, I fell asleep with One Direction.

Apparently they carried me upstairs and we're all on a huge bed, snuggling.

They're all looking at me, smiling.

"What?" I croak.

Liam chuckled.

I then realised where my hands were.

My left hand is on Harry's... Um... Yeah.

My right hand is on Zayn's face.

I move my hands and mutter an apology, while Harry winks at me, and Zayn just nods.

"Sorry." I mutter as I quickly stand up. I stretch my back and crack my neck.

"That sounds like it hurts!" Liam says with his mouth wide open.

"No it actually feels good, try it." I reply with a smile.

He cracks his neck and smiles.

"It does feel good."

"Told ya!" I giggle.

All of the boys are up and are stretching.

"I better get back to my hotel. I need to pack. I'm leaving soon." I whisper in realization that I needed to leave.

"Don't leave meeee!" Louis yells and then sits on me.

I groan in frustration, "Urgh! Get off Louis! I really do have to go."

"No Jimmy protested!" He pouts.

All of a sudden something happened that I never thought could happen.

I forgot that I wasn't wearing a jacket.

"What's that!" Niall says pointing to my wrists.

"I went through a rose bush." I mutter and cover them up with a pillow on the floor.

"Love, those didn't look like scratches. Let me see your arm." Zayn whispered.

"No." I say looking down as tears threaten to fall down my face.

"Love, please, we only want to help" Liam lifts my chin and looks into my eyes, "Please, let us see your arm."

I lift my arm out and let them see it. I look up. I can't look them in the eyes.

All of a sudden I feel a tingling. A touch. Not of skin, no. I look at my arm and there was all 5 boys of One Direction kissing my arm. Kissing my scars. One by one. Not a single one was left untouched by their lips.

They looked up at me.

"Why? Why would you d-d-do this to yourself?" Niall's voice cracks.

All at once, everyone had tears streaming down their faces.

"Because I don't feel anything anymore. I just wanted to feel something. I'm so numb. I had emotion for the first time in forever with you boys." I whisper.

My voice gets stronger as I continue, "I didn't care what I felt, as long as I felt something. The first thing that came to mind was pain."

The boys listened. They looked like they genuinely cared.

"Depression." I whisper, "It's like drowning, but you can see everyone else breathing."

Tears streamed down my face as they all comforted me with a huge hug, all of them sobbing with me.

It felt good.

Knowing someone cared.

Knowing 5 very special boys cared.

Knowing I could trust someone with my secret.

It felt good.

~.~.~.

A/N I'll keep this short........ VOTE/FAN/COMMENT

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 22, 2012 ⏰

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