Fucked up (1D)

The 17 year old Mary Jane Moore, lives a normal life - until on her 17th birthday, where her loving parents tragically dies in a car accident. The young man behind the opposing car survives - but he is no ordinary boy. What will happen when Mary Jane is forced to meet the "killer" of her parents? And what will happen to her after her parents death?


39. Eaves dropping

"What happened?" Harry asked. I turned around, as I wanted them to believe I was sleeping.

"I found her in the bathroom like this. She'd been in there for half an hour… thought she was removing makeup and stuff, like El does every night…" Louis voice trailed off, and I felt the clear pain, as he spoke of Eleanor.

"Anyways, I put her to bed, and patched her up the best I could. Got no sleep last night." he said. I could hear Harry's panicked breathing, and he was probably at the verge of tears. They were standing in the door, and the shadows were reflecting on the wall I was facing. Harry were covering his face with his hands, and Louis had placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, lad. Really sorry." Lou whispered, as I heard Harry sniffle.

"I just wish she'd understand that if she hurts herself, she hurts me…" he trailed off.

"It feels like being hit by a giant truck, filled with coca-cola's and mentos…" 

"I don't know how I'll tell her about the tour…" he whispered. TOUR? What tour?!

"I'm not comfortable with leaving her all alone in this big apartment, with so many memories… and so much pain.. First her parents.." he winced, as he remembered what happened once again, and I felt a surge of pain go through my body, making me want to jump out a window.

"Then the concert, and the whole thing with me… now Kylie - all because of me." Kylie. I tried to suppress the tears coming to the surface but I felt the pillow underneath me get wet. Besides the aching in my body from the slits, the aching in my heart made me shake.

"How's Kylie's death at all your fault?" a new voice asked. It was Nialls.

"As I understood it, that was AFTER your big fight, am I right? You hadn't seen her in days." Niall was trying to calm Harry, but it didn't really help. Harry was leaning at the doorframe, his face in his hands. I could almost see the tears shining on his cheeks. I heard footsteps, and then I felt the mattress bounce underneath me, as Harry sat down next to me, putting his hand on my shoulder underneath the duvet.

"I'm just worried sick… I still don't know how she loves me after all I've done." he said, his voice shaking. I could see Nialls shadow shrug on the wall, as I quickly closed my eyes, feeling the weight shift, when Harry leaned i, placing a kiss at my temple.

"I'm going to bed… want to enjoy my time." he whispered the last thing, as he stood up, and took off his shirt.

"Okay… goodnight, see you tomorrow." Niall said. Louis waved, and closed the door, eliminating the last bit of light in the room. Harry stripped down his pants, and was now only wearing his boxers. He sat down, an swung his legs up onto the bed, resting his head on the pillow next to me. The space was tight, but we just about managed, as I turned around, intertwining my legs with his. I opened my eyes, and looked straight into his emerald greens.

"Goodmorning beautiful." he whispered, as he smiled.

"Or, goodnight… it's 10 AM, so go back to sleep." he tried to hide the fact he'd been crying.

"I'm sorry, I'm hurting you…" I whispered.

"And I'm sorry you feel like you're getting hit by a truck… I really am." I said, again, a shiny teardrop landing on the pillow. I felt his breath on my face, and his breathing became uneven.

"How much did you hear?" he asked. I didn't answer, as I didn't want to hurt him. He looked at me, his eyes sparkling with tears.

"Nothing." I whispered, trying to avoid the question completely.

"I love you." I whispered, closing my eyes, snuggling up to him.

"I love you too." He said, his lips tickling my hair.

Then I went back to sleep, the lump in my throat bigger than ever before. 

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