Chapter 3 - The Phone Call

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H: "Hello?"
L: "Hey Harry. I just wanted to tell you that your mv is really great. This morning I found my cat dead in the driveway and your video made me happy again. I'm still extremely sad, but you made me smile. And you look so happy. It's great to see you like that. You look healthy and it brings me in a good mood to watch you. Thank you. "
H: "Wow, take a short break. Breathe deeply in and out.  And now again slowly."
L: "Wait, are you still there and haven't hung up ?!"
H: "Of course not! For God's sake never! I don't know who you are, but it's great to hear someone say that and not just see it written. And then with so much motivation!"
L: "WOW OKAY! So I'm Lizzy and I love your music video! You are a great person Harry.
H: "Thanks Lizzy. Glad to hear that. Listen, I have to hang up now, but maybe we can hear from each other again ...
L: "Always haha. Have a nice day.
H: "Thank you, too. Oh and Lizzy?"
L: "Hm?"
H: "If you need someone to talk to about your cat, I'm there for you ok? I may not always answer imidiatly , but I'll try yes?"
L: "Oh wow that's really nice of you. Thank you very much. Really."
H: "Always. Bye."
L: "Bye."

WOW!
“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT JUST LIZZY?” Mia asked me. “I'm completely honest: I have no idea Mia. But it was amazing. I talked to Harry Styles. OMG! Did that really just happen?” “Yes Lizzy it did" Wow that was really awesome. I have probably just lived the dream of thousands of people. Out of habit I looked at the clock which showed 6 o'clock.
"EDWARD PSPSPSPS" I called through the house. It was time to feed him. "Lizzy ..." "Oh" I had forgotten that Edward left us today. Immediately the mood was clouded. "I'll lie down for a while. Today was exhausting." I said to Mia. "Would you like me to come with you?" she asked. "Maybe later," I answered her.
I went to bed and fell asleep.
A few hours later I woke up crying and drenched in cold sweat. I got out of bed and went to the kitchen for a drink. I crept outside with a blanket on, sat in front of Edward's grave, and cried. I must have been sitting there for two hours crying my eyes out. I wanted to get up and go back inside because I was really cold now but on the way I stumbled and flew into something sharp. That something tore open my skin.
I felt the warm blood run down the cold skin of my arm. It was good not to feel the emotional pain my cat's death had inflicted on me. Without really noticing, I ran into the kitchen and opened a drawer in search of the right item.
I put the knife on, applied pressure, and pulled the blade over my skin. It was a liberating feeling. I repeated the procedure two more times before going back to bed. The next morning I was woken up by a crying Mia. "Mia what's the matter?" "You, you did it again!"
I looked down at myself. The bed was partially streaked with blood and my whole arm was red. She saw that I hurt myself. I forgot to clean it all up that night. That was not good. Not good at all.
"Did you forget what Niall said once?" she asked me. "What exactly do you mean? I asked back, confused." Please don't kill or harm yourself. I haven't found my princess yet "" it might be you. "I finished her sentence. I promised her that I would stop, but I knew exactly that it would not work ...

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