You could call it cliche to say that Harry styles saved me. But he did. It was the last day of high school and graduation had just finished. Everyone went to begin their new lives, not me, I had nothing to live for, my dad died leaving me with an abusive step dad, my mom was too scared to stick up for me. I had no friends, except bullies, the bridge was in sight. I took a deep breath and stood at the edge. "Don't do it, don't end it. Please, I don't know you . But I will help you, stay here. Don't jump." He said. I turned around to see Harry. Maybe he was the reason I am where I am now, I don't know but without him but I know for sure I wouldn't be here... WARNING: contains sucicide and self harm