Lust, Love, Heartbreak, and a Prince

Let me ask you this, boy. If somebodies heart breaks, and nobodies around to fix it; does it still hurt? I never thought that one boy, could change my life. But in some cases, you need more than just a change. You need lust, love, a Prince...for your happily ever after....But sometimes, you need a new view, on your happy little Fairytale. I'm not sure if lust, love, or even my Prince Charming can erase the mistakes I've made, the things I've done; or heal the people I've hurt. "Hey." Harry said pulling me out of my thoughts. He smiled. Oh god, his smile, he could brighten up my whole world.".....Hey." I said looking at him and smiling back.....maybe a Prince is all I need


14. The Truth


Chapter 13


Romy's P.O.V.

I don't really think anyone every noticed them before, but then again they were only meant for my eyes and touch. They've faded a lot the past 4 years. I can still remember every dark secret that each line holds, every reason I cried myself to sleep at night, I was a helpless child and I hated it. But I, was pretty strong for a 13 year old girl, and I tried to stay strong for everyone around me.

"Romy?" Harry asked softly still unaware of what I might do or say. We got home from Ed's a few hours ago. As soon as we walked through the door, I changed and crawled under the covers just staring at nothing emotionless.

"What Harry?" I asked blankly staring at the wall, my back still facing him.

"Can we talk about what happened at Ed's?" He asked a little more confident now.

"No, I don't want to talk about it Harry. Can we just talk about it later?" I said quietly while silent tears fell from my eyes hitting the pillow. He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. I never wanted people to see me cry. It made me feel so pathetic and vulnerable. Nodya, Harry, and Niall are the only ones who have seen me cry.

"Romy, please just talk to me." He said while putting his hand on my leg. I took in a shaky breath before putting my face in the pillow wiping the tears away. I sat up running my hands through my long pink wavy hair, and adjusting Harry's soccer jersey he gave to me.

"Okay, what do you wanna talk about?" I asked looking down and playing with the edge of the duvet. He scooted further up on the bed and crossed his legs.

"Why did you flinch away from my touch in the shower?" He asked looking at me. He sounded mad, confused, and......hurt. Why would he be hurt, he couldn't of stopped anything that happened.

"I'm just a little jumpy today that's all." I said. I don't even know why I bother lying to this boy, he's the only one who can tell when I'm lying. He knows me to well.

"Romy, please just tell me." He said, his voice sounded so timid and shaky, like he's been crying. I looked up at him, his eyes were filling with tears before he blinked them away.

"Harry....I'm not sure I can." I said looking back down at my hands. I really need to start putting lotion on more often. My hands are really dry.

"Please, just try." He said lifting my head up so I was looking straight into his eyes. And at that I don't know what happened, I just broke down, letting all the tears I had been holding in for 4 years just poor out.

"I didn't know what else to do Harry, I'm so sorry. I just couldn't handle things, it was to hard." I balled. I buried my head in his chest just letting everything out. As I sobbed into his chest, he put his head in my neck. I could feel the warm tears falling onto my shoulder through my shirt.

I can still feel the sharp sting of the cold medal piercing my thighs, the warm red fluid flowing out and running down my legs. Some cuts even went into my muscles. I carved words like 'EW' and 'ugly' into my sides and thighs. When I ran out of room on my thighs, I moved to my stomach, except those ones aren't noticeable because they weren't as deep as the others. Just thinking about doing it, it makes me feel so cowardly that I had to cut my own flesh just to feel worthy and whole. But that's the sad part, It actually made me feel beautiful and pretty. Like someone would fall in love with me if they saw these scars on my body. To be honest I still do it sometimes, but a lot of my outfits consist of bangles and bracelets so their easy to hide...

He lifted his head from the crook of my neck. "Hey, Hey, look at me." Harry said softly, lifting my head up so I was facing him. He leaned his forehead against mine. "We're gonna get through this, okay." He said, tears still streaming down his cheeks. I nodded looking into his gorgeous emerald green eyes. "I Love you Romy Grace Harrwood." He said with a soft smile.

I smiled slightly back, "And I Love you Harry Edward Styles." He leant in and kissed me softly with both of his hands still on either side of my face. I smiled into the kiss as I put my hands over his.

He pulled away slowly. We both opened our eyes and smiled at each other. He layed down on his back pulling me down with him. He pulled the covers around us both, as we talked and laughed. 





Hey guys, I know it's been like 2 fucking weeks since I updated and I'm sorry D;   Buuuuuuttt I hope you like this chapter (: Ik Ik it's kinda sad but things will pick up in the next chapter c: I love you guys soooooooooooo much 

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