Wrists Like Paper

Alexandria or Alex as she preferred to be called, has been spending her teenage years using her wrists as careless pieces of paper. Cut after cut she made her wrists into works of art. People look at her wrists and notice the cuts but they wouldn't say anything. That's what irritated her the most. The fact that they wouldn't say anything. If they noticed why didn't they say anything, tell her everything that's wrong with her, tell her what they think, just to say anything. All she wanted. Just for someone to actually tell her what they thought. Don't just stare at her like shes a freak tell her something! But what will happen when she meets Harry Styles? Will he help her? Will he tell her what he's thinking? Will he fall in love with the girl with paper for wrists?

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7. Seeing The Boys Again

   After a few hours of waiting, I saw the boys emerge from a doorway. "Hey!", Harry said happily. Then I saw someone walk through the front doors of the coliseum. A tall, broad, man of about late forties. It was Winter so him opening the door sent a rush a cold air running through the room. I shivered. He walked towards us. I looked at Harry with a questionable look on my face. "Oh that's Paul, our bodyguard", he said reassuringly. I nodded my head. "We're ready to go to the hotel now", Paul said, "we got the bus all clean". Bus? "Okay what hotel?", Liam asked. "Um I don't recall the name, but it's in London", Paul said back. "Well can Alexandria come?", Harry asked. "Yeah sure", Paul said back awkwardly. "Ginny, we have to go now!", I heard my grandmother call from down a hallway. Her and my mum walked towards us. "Hello ma'am, I'd like to know if your daughter could come with us back to our hotel, but only if you say so?", Harry said as he held out his hand for my mum to shake it. She looked at me as if asking "Do you want to?". I nodded. I hadn't had a boyfriend in forever and my mum had tried countless times to get me to date guys that were sons to some of her friends. But she'd always see the pain and struggle I had to fake the love. She'd then tell me I didn't have to. So I could see her face light up when I confirmed I wanted to go to the hotel with him. "That's fine", my mum said as she took Harry's hand and shook it. Then grandma took Ginny and walked out the door. My mum kissed me goodbye and then left. 

  I got to the tour bus and saw that there was quite the step up to get on one of the stairs and I was wearing a dress. "Um I can't, I'm wearing a dress", I said quietly as I looked at Harry, while pointing at the stair. Harry laughed and picked me up and carried me up all the stairs. All I needed was a hand for the first step, but he carried me all the way up. "Sorry for the weight", I said shyly. "Nonsense you were light as a feather", he said smiling. I blushed and smiled back. Then the other boys got on and we started the bus. It drove down into a part of London that I hadn't been before. 

    "We're here", Harry said as he unlocked the door to their hotel room. It was huge! There was no way a hotel room could be this big. I walked in and

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