Suicidal Tendencies

Suicidal Tendencies

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Prologue: 20 year old Harry Styles appeared to have it all. The perfect life; amazing job, hot girls, loved by everyone. Seen as a care free, happy go lucky young man, but in all reality Harry was sad and unhappy. He cracked under pressure easily, he felt the need to please everyone around him, and cared way to much about what other people think of him. He had high expectations for himself, expectations that he wasn't able to meet. He was falling into a deep depression fast slowly getting to his rock bottom, but he wouldn't dare let anyone know. He was to ashamed and embarrassed, he couldn't let everyone down. Always being in the spotlight didn't leave time to have feelings or emotions. Being sad wasn’t an option, so he put on his best happy face masking his true feelings only allowing himself to see the true Harry. This was getting harder and harder, dealing with new rumors everyday, he felt he was becoming a burden on everyone. A waste of space. Harry couldn't take it anymore. So he did what he thought was best for everyone around him and himself. The unspeakable. He knew he would be in a happier place … Ava; a pretty 17 year old girl, who had the weight of the world on her shoulders. Like Harry, Ava acted as if nothing ever happened. She laughed and smiled just like everyone else, but at night when she was by herself, her walls would come down and she would break down. Every single night for the last year and half. Dealing with her problems through her arms and legs. Ava always had the perfect life, with a few bumps in the road but nothing she couldn't handle. What caused her depression? her biggest secret. One that she would not share with anyone. She held on to it with dear life as it ate her alive from the inside out. Pushing her over the edge until she finally broke …
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. &quot;I love you,&quot; I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. &quot;I love you more,&quot; she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. &quot;I love you most,&quot; I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. &quot;Always?&quot; She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. &quot;Forever,&quot; I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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