My Bully; Harry Styles (Not Famous)

Amber Payne is Liam Payne's little sister. She is 15 years old and is in the same grade as one of Liam's best friends, Harry Styles... or should I say, her bully. Harry has been bullying her for about 5 years, and they used to be best friends untill the 5th grade when Amber did something wrong. Ever since than, he has bullied her in every way known to man. He has insult her, hit her and cyber-bullied her. No one knows about this except for Amber, Harry and his girlfriend Melissa. She also bullys Amber, she has ever since Harry started. Is Melissa the reason Harry is so mean to her? Will Harry see what he is doing and stop? And if he does will he save her in the end? Find out in 'My Bully; Harry Styles'!
P.S. Amber has vary bad luck with the number 5 if you didn't notice :)


18. cant

i decided i WAS going to end it with harry. i really like him but i cant get hurt by him anymore. it was 10:00 P.M. harry was suposed to be here an hour ago. i decided to call him. 


him- hey um amber i cant talk now...erm i cant come over... im real busy with something!" his voice was heavy. and there was more heavy breathing in the back round. i wanted to throw up. i knew this was a bunch off bullshit! 

me- you know what harry? i dont care! dont come over ever again! and we are done!" i started to cry. "and you know the worst part of falling for you was? that i knew better but yet i still fell hopping i was wrong. but i geuss i wasnt! good-bye harry!" he started to say something but it was too late i hung up!

i cant do this anymore! i cant!  ive always been hurt by him. i cant take it. im done with this. DONE!!! 


 well i geuss she knows now. i cant beleive she really thought i meant what i said! but theres something inside of me that makes me feel... guilty? what the hell is going on with me? why do i feel this way? I HAVE NEVER FELT THIS WAY FOR HER! EVER!!!


im done with this peice of shit life of mine! i brought out one of my old rusty blades. yeah, i used to cut... about six days ago. but that stopped when i felt like i really matered in this fucked up world. but i geuss i was wrong yet again. i brought the to my wrist. i didnt hessitate. i ran it through my wrist. one after the other. telling myself that i was ugly, fat, stupid, pathedic, and worth shit. and with that one everything went dark. 

i finally felt at peace. i didnt feel hatered or hated. i felt nothing. and thats all i can remember. 

A/N i told you there was gonna be more! tell me what you think! love to hear!!! <3


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