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Suicidal-Harry Styles

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****COVER BY @JustLaurenn_*****

I stood on the ledge of the balcony, letting the wind whip my hair and face. I saw the people below stopping and getting their phones out. I heard people screaming at me to stop. I ignored their pleas.

Then I heard it. Her voice. "Let her die, she's a worthless peice of shit anyway." 

I sucked in a deep breath. 

"This is it." I whispered, and prepared to jump. "STOP!!!!!" I heard Harry's voice yell. I  ignored him as well, even though it hurt. 

"Take me out of my misery." I said. I spread my arms out, like I was going to fly, and leaned forward.All Rights Reserved

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Saved by sabzeverdeen17

She....I....... I was running through the thick branches, pushing the leaves out of my way with all my might. I had to get away. The wet, brown, ground made it easier for me to slip and let her red, chilling hands slip around my innocent, scarred body, not knowing where she would take me next. I was almost out of breath, but I had to keep running if I wanted to make it out of this forest alive. My red dress was getting torn to shreds, and my hands and feet had mud all over them. My long, bushy brown hair was getting hooked on every possible branch, making me push my hair in the back of my dress, just like I used to when I was forced to cook everyday for my loathsome 'parents'. Returning back to the real world, I had to stop otherwise I would black out. I took a few seconds to catch my breath silently, and to look around to see if she was there behind me. I was looking up at the tall, old tree when I heard a twig snap behind me. Just like in the horror films. I turned and ran in the same direction, not daring to look back and see her wretched face fixed on my body. I sprinted and sprinted, but slowed down when I saw I was heading to nowhere but a ragged cliff. The unknown would me known if I continued to run and jump. I stopped two metres away from the cliff and looked down to see a valley so far down. If I jump..... I die. If I let her take me..... the unfair horribleness awaits me. I had no choice. I jumped.

The saviour in need of saving by Demonwolf1995

One-shot scenario After not hearing from Harry for a long while, the order started to get worried. A few of the members left to go check up on him, but never could they imagine what they would come across. WARNINGS -Abuse (terribly written) - Mentions of self-harm scars, depression symptoms?, lowkey suicidal thoughts -Child murder + Alternative ending *For a complete proof read, mistake free and slightly edited version(grammar wise) read the one on my AO3 account. Same title and account name*

The Situation by everyone_loves_Harry

A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

How To Save A Life (H.S. AU) by lexdes_hiam

"I just don't want you to be near it okay?" Rebecca said. "She has a name," Harry said angrily. BOOK 1 OF 3: "Don't get angry with me! You're the one fucking with your best friend's fuck up of a sister," she yelled. I put my head down and ignored everyone. I didn't want to deal with any of this. "You know what, fuck you. Go to hell," Harry said angrily and then walked in here, slamming the door behind him. I raised my head at the sound, only seeing him walk towards us. The entire class watched as Harry sat next to me, his body slouched back and his foot tapping. ***** TRIGGER WARNING***** There will be lots of mention of suicide and self-harm in many forms. Please do not read if you are susceptible to getting triggered to said things.

Suicidal by peetathatswholock

I'm just going to write part of the story because I'm terrible at descriptions. "See, Harry," I say, showing him a beautiful picture of the city, "these are reasons to live." "Looks like a perfect place to die to me," Harry says. "Harry, just listen to me. You're not worthless. You're not fat. You're not ugly. Please just stop saying these terrible things about yourself." "Yes I am. People tell me that all the time. They tell me to slit my wrists, I listen to them. They tell me I'm worthless, I believe them. They tell me I'm fat, I listen to them and starve myself. So people don't think the same as you. But it's not like it matters what one person says," Harry says sadly. "Awwww, my poor little cupcake! It's okay, sweetie, I'll help you," I tell him. "A-and AJ," Harry stutters, "P-people say that you hate me and want me to die just as much as them. Is that true?" "No, Harry. I love you very, very much. Please don't do these terrible things to yourself." Read the rest to find out!

Stockholm Syndrome//H.S by dorkaliciousdama13

As I leave, the cold British wind greets me. I zip up my sweater, and start walking home. Thanks to my parents, I don't have a car. "You're too irresponsible for a car, Courtney. You can always save up for one once you leave this house," my father had scoffed when I asked him. I walk at a fast pace, hoping to avoid any random strangers lurking in the dark streets. "Hey, darling. What are you doing all alone in the dark?" I hear a voice ask. I pick up his deep, British accent. I ignore him, and start jogging. Just a few more streets... I hear his swift feet, and he grabs me from behind, pressing a wet cloth on my face. He drags me behind a building. My muffled screams are the only noise in the silent night. I try to break from his strong, yet careful hold. I wiggle under his grip, but he only lets out a sigh. "Shhhhh...don't scream...everything will be alright...shhhh..." he whispers. I feel warm tears slide down my face, and my eyesight blurs, and I stop screaming and escaping. The last thing I see are the swaying trees. Then... DARKNESS... ✯✯✯✯✯ 19-year-old Courtney Thompson hates her life. From her annoying stepmother, to her overprotective father. The only thing that keeps her alive is her brother and reading. She's always wanted to die, but after being kidnapped, all she wants is to live. Her kidnapper is beyond amazing. From the good looks, to his niceness. But that's what he is...a kidnapper. A killer. A stalker. ✯Will she fall for him, even if he kidnapped her?✯ ✯Will she find out the countless secrets that he hides?✯ ✯Will she escape?✯ Will she fall victim to... STOCKHOLM SYNDROME? ✯✯✯✯ © DorkaliciousDama13 2016 Please don't copy. This book is original, and it comes from a place called "BRAIN". Plus...you'll be in BIG trouble if you copy my book. I don't own 1D. (❤I Wish❤...)

No Fucks Given | H.S. COMPLETED✓ by FreakingDeadInside

Cora Greer's life has been nothing but a major pain in the ass, so it shouldn't come as a surprise when she finally decides to put an end to her misery. But what happens when, in a sudden turn of events, she gets kidnapped by a gang leader, A.K.A. Harry Styles, right as she's about to jump? Well I guess it's safe to say that Cora will be giving no fucks what so ever as she makes his life a living Hell while trying to escape. Join Cora as she goes through heaven and hell as she slowly falls for him and regains her will to live! *WARNING* Mature content and mention of rape, sexual assault, abuse, etc. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- SNEAK PEAK! My heart thud painfully in my chest as Harry opened the big mahogany doors and threw me inside before stepping in himself and locking the door behind him. I quickly stood up and ran behind the desk, and he let me... which meant he was torturing me like this on purpose. He wanted to see me cower and run in fear. A wide grin spread across his lips that spread immense shivers down my spine. "Oh kitten, I haven't even shown you what I'm capable of yet." He hissed, pouncing on me. I let out a scream as I tried to run towards the door but he caught me spun me around. My back hit his desk as he towered over my tiny body. My eyes were wide and frightened. "GET OFF OF ME! STOP!!!" I shrieked. He thrust his hand between my thighs with a grin. "Harry!" I cried again desperately, struggling to hold in my tears. I will not break in front of this jerk! He pried my legs apart and got in between. I tried to struggle but he caught my wrists and slammed them above my head, pinning them. He was laughing at me, laughing at my fear. He was having the time of his fucking life.

Speak For Me - [H.S.] by _gottalovecats_

"But Bailey you need to promise me." I pulled my head back and looked at her. "Promise what?" "That you'll never let someone's death take over your life. That you'll never let it take your life. No matter if it's my death far in the future or an unexpected death in only a few months. Okay?" I nodded, "I promise, Sara." ~ ~ ~ Bailey broke her promise to her older sister. Deaths changed her life and left her mute. All hopes and dreams gone as disorders controlled her life. She thought life had been getting better, years later. That she might be able to live her life okay like this. Until she met him. Harry Styles. A singer in One Direction who's "spiraling out of control." When everything starts to seem hopeless for him, he meets somebody who he thought would change his life for the better. Bumpy roads may be in the way, but in the end. He was right. Follow their journey and learn of Bailey's past in, Speak For Me.

Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016 by Krystal_Grace

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. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," 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. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," 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.

Aftermath • Drarry by BrokenR

The war is over. Everyone is back to life as it used to be, but not everyone. Draco Malfoy cannot handle the guilt he feels any longer. A voice tells him every single night that he is a traitor, that be does not deserve any kind of love after what he did. He lives like a zombie, until his beloved mother cannot handle it any longer and sends him to a clinic to get the help he so desperately needs. But recovery is not the only thing he finds in the clinic. Harry Potter might be the real hero who saved everyone from Lord Voldemort, but he certainly does not feel that way. He cannot sleep but when he does the nightmares hunt him. The pain he feels and the fears he has almost kill the boy who lived. Until one day his girlfriend cannot handle it any longer and sends him to a clinic to get the help he so desperately needs. But recovery is not the only thing he finds in the clinic. *** I feel like I should give some warnings. This book contains a few things that I should probably warn you for (in the first chapter you can find more warnings) : - It is obviously a boyxboy story so if you do not feel comfortable reading a story with a homosexual theme please do not read the story. - It will contain mental illnesses and I do not want you to read another word of this book if you know your sensitive for this kind of things. Your mental health is way too important to take any risks! - And last of all, the story will probably contain a lot of grammar mistakes. You see, English is not my first language and this is actually my first English written story so please do not hate me if I make any mistakes. I want to emphasize that I do not support the fact that some people are romanticizing mental ilnesses out there. This story does contain mental health issues but it is about showing you that you will always be able to find love and support, no matter what. 2nd place - TheCosmicAwards 2019/2020

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She....I....... I was running through the thick branches, pushing the leaves out of my way with all my might. I had to get away. The wet, brown, ground made it easier for me to slip and let her red, chilling hands slip around my innocent, scarred body, not knowing where she would take me next. I was almost out of breath, but I had to keep running if I wanted to make it out of this forest alive. My red dress was getting torn to shreds, and my hands and feet had mud all over them. My long, bushy brown hair was getting hooked on every possible branch, making me push my hair in the back of my dress, just like I used to when I was forced to cook everyday for my loathsome 'parents'. Returning back to the real world, I had to stop otherwise I would black out. I took a few seconds to catch my breath silently, and to look around to see if she was there behind me. I was looking up at the tall, old tree when I heard a twig snap behind me. Just like in the horror films. I turned and ran in the same direction, not daring to look back and see her wretched face fixed on my body. I sprinted and sprinted, but slowed down when I saw I was heading to nowhere but a ragged cliff. The unknown would me known if I continued to run and jump. I stopped two metres away from the cliff and looked down to see a valley so far down. If I jump..... I die. If I let her take me..... the unfair horribleness awaits me. I had no choice. I jumped.