The downwards spiral. ( one direction fanfiction)

Mia is a good girl and loves her life. When her parents die the day after she is raped he loses everything and she changes but for good or bad? Where will she live now? And who will be her new family?
Just give my story a chance please I can not right blurbs. sorry.
This is not a love story.

Mia is going to be played by emma blackery.

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16. Harry Why?

"Angel why did you write that on your wall?" Niall asked while pointing at the wall.

"Because it is true. You will never be my real parents." I replied.

"But you love us right?" Niall said smiling.

"Maybe depends." I said pushing him out the door, playfully.

"Ok, I'm going downstairs to watch a film with the boys you coming?" Niall asked while walking down the landing to the top of the stairs.

"Umm No I'm gonna go see Harry." I said turning around.

"Ok. Just be careful. I think that him and Jess broke up." Niall said running down the stairs.

 

I walked to Harry's room and opened the door. It was really quiet in there, I thought he might be sleeping. I looked around his room and he wasn't in his bed. I heard what sounded like crying coming from the bathroom so I crept towards the bathroom. I opened the door and saw Harry sat on the floor with his sleeve rolled up an something in his hand. He must have heard me because he jumped up chucked the thing in his cupboard and pulled down his sleeve.

 

"Harry what where you doing?" I asked sitting down next to him.

"Nothing Now leave." Harry said turning his head away from me.

"Harry please tell me or I will go and get the boys." I said pushing my self up off the floor.

Harry pulled me back down to the floor. Which hurt my ass.

"So you are gonna tell me." I said. He turned his heard towards me and  starred into his deep green eyes. He then looked at his wrist then back to me.

"Harry, No. Why?" I was so shocked tht happy care free Harry had done that to himself.

"Jess cheated on me with my step-brother, Jake, and the hate on twitter has just got to much." Harry said with tears falling down his face.

"Harry show me." I said.

Harry pulled up his sleeve slowly to revel 7 cuts on his wrist.  

"Harry why this though?" I asked

"Well........" Harry was cut off by a knocking at the door.

"Who is it" I sang. pulling my self off the floor.

"Liam" The voice replied.

"Ok. One second" I called .

Harry slapped a few plasters on his cuts and then pulled his sleeve down.

"Hi Liam" I practically shouted as I swung the door open.

"You and Harry coming down to watch a film?" Liam asked.

"No I am gonna go to my room. Harry might though." I replied pushing past Liam and walking to my room.

I looked back to see Harry smiling and laughing with Liam as they walked downstairs. 

 

I sat in my bed for a bit deciding what to do after what just happened. I pushed my broken wardrobe up against my door because the boys had taken the lock off. Once I had done that I crawled to my cupboard and grabbed my little box and jumped on my bed with it. I sat there thinking for about 20 minutes. Where did I mess up? Where did everything go wrong? Why am I so fucked up?

 

I got off my bed and grabbed my guitar. I started playing and writing down some lyrics. It turned into a song. Well it was more of a rap. (Please note I did not write this but I don't  know who did.)

Dear friend, lover, x or whatever
I'm writing you to let you know I hope you feel better
I know that things are hard, the stress is so much
And when you reach out all there are is uppercuts
And they are cause for the ones on your wrist
The reason that you cry, make a ball of your fist
I understand that you have a lot to go through
The fact that they yell and your brother will hit you
And no one gets you, the plastered on fake smile
The real one has been gone now for quite a while
So your arms bleed but the blood tells you you're living
Takes away the numb feeling these people were giving
That razor blade has become your closest companion
It relieves all the pain you want to abandon
Your arms are scarred so you think you are unlovable
But honestly I just want you to feel comfortable

So please don't cut please don't cut
I promise you that you're loved
So please don't cut
Right now I see that you are stuck in a rut
But please don't cut please don't cut
And if you feel the need to say you're all out of luck
I'm just a call away when things get rough
The fact of the matter is I know you're enough
So please don't cut please don't cut

Put the blade down it really isn't worth it
No good will come from a cut up and bruised wrist
And you cover it, long sleeves so they won't see
But you can't hide all the hurt and pain from me
You say you are miserable and there are times when you want to die
But then you pull out a razor and cut while you cry
It makes you feel human and like you are still alive
But don't you understand that feeling is all a lie
You put yourself in danger when you are slicing up your skin
You're only letting self hate find its way in
I promise you'll get better but just meet me half way
And please throw the razors and pins all away
I swear that you'll make it, theres no doubt in my mind
And if you look around I know it's what you'll find
You're gonna feel better once this door has been shut
Please make me a promise that tonight you won't cut


So please don't cut please don't cut
I promise you that you're loved
So please don't cut
Right now I see that you are stuck in a rut
But please don't cut please don't cut
And if you feel the need to say you're all out of luck
I'm just a call away when things get rough
The fact of the matter is I know you're enough
So please don't cut please don't cut

They lable you and not a single word is true
Who cares what the world is saying about you
They don't know they just assume
They're not with you when you're lonely up in your room
They're with you when you're begging to up above
They're not there when you need a little love
They don't care when you have nothing to give
So whos to say that you would even want to live

Every life is precious and that is what I promise
If we never speak again I hope you know I'm honest
You deserve to be happy and clean from the cutting
You deserve to be the person surrounded with loving


So please don't cut please don't cut
I promise you that you're loved
So please don't cut
Right now I see that you are stuck in a rut
But please don't cut please don't cut
And if you feel the need to say you're all out of luck
I'm just a call away when things get rough
The fact of the matter is I know you're enough
So please don't cut please don't cut


Once  I had finished writing I looked at the clock it was 1:25am

 I put my Guitar in the corner of my room near my bed and pushed the wardrobe away from the door.

I snuck out down the landing and down the stairs to the second floor. I never go on the second floor because it is Louis, Niall and Liam's  room. I still knew where there rooms where though.

I crept down the corridor and stopped outside Louis's room, I pushed the door open and slid in. I looked at Louis and he was sleeping heavily, I carried on looking around until I saw a drawer on the side I opened the top drawer and saw my Ipad he had taken away from me after he saw what I done to my laptop. I grabbed my Ipad and tiptoed out the room. I silently closed his door and charged up stairs.

I ran into my room and pushed the wardrobe up against the door again and I pushed my Drawer up against the door as well just so they didn't walk in. I jumped on my bed with my Ipad, I left my Ipad on my bed and walked over to my drawer and opened the bottom draw. I pulled out my photo album and looked through it. It was full of pictures with me, my sisters, my brotherand my   parents. I missed them so much. 

Tears spilled from my eyes and fell  down my face. I walked over to my bed. I could be with them forever if i wanted to and I did. I crawled to my bed and picked up my Ipad, I recorded my new song on it and put it on the floor. 

I Picked up my little box and pulled a razor out. It amazed me how something so small could do so much damage. I slid the cold piece of metal along my wrist. Th blood poured out of my wrist.I done the same thing with the other wrist.

"Now we can be together forever" I muttered hugging the photo album.

I pulled my cover over me and laid there.

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