Changed (Harry styles fanfic)

Dear Diary, Hi. I'm Hannah. People around know me as the girl who has sex for fun. In other words, I'm somewhat of a prostitute. But what they don't know is that I don't do it because I like it, I actually have a good reason for doing it.
My parents divorced about a year ago and my mom has a low budget job, which barley pays off our rent of our apartment. So I joined the fine life of prostitution. Yeah I don't like doing it, but I need to help my mom in someway. You know my name, not my story. I wonder if finding a boyfriend mind change things up a bit... <3

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9. Chapter 9

My whole body was stiff why would Harry do this to himself I couldnt Believe what i was looking at Terrifying thoughts went threw my head Suicide No I couldnt let Harry suffer He needed me more then ever he wanted me more then ever 

Harry! Stop! I scream 

Harry quickly turns toward me his face in disappointment He walks towards me and pushes me out of the room and I hear the lock clicking '

You cant see me like this he whispers

Harry Open this door now 

Im giving you what you want Hannah

As soon as I realized what he was gonna do my body soon filled with guilt I was the caused of this I was the one made harry want to make this decision. Making him believe that no one well ever love him. I quickly backed away from the door in shocked. All i heard was scraping noises loud grunts and little sobs, He was cutting himself.

I run towards the phone to call an ambulance, Tears starting to burst threw my eyes. I hear the sound of my front door opening and closing, my mom. 

Mom!! Help Me! Please! i sob.

Hannah darling what's the matter.

Mom it's Harry He's hurting himself and he wont open the bathroom door. Please Help Me!

My mom's face reflect mine. She starts to panic. She heads over to one of the kitchen drawers and pulled out a key. The key to all the doors in the house. that's right I forgot all about that. The only thing i was able to think about was harry. Me and my mother ran to the bathroom to find complete silence. No sound. Not one word.

Harry Harry honey its ashley. My mom says, Harry Honey we are gonna open the door!. We are coming in.

My mom quickly Pulls the keys out from her pocket. Rifling threw the lock and turning the key.She gasps loud enough to startle me. She wouldn't let me come in. Hands against my chest So i couldn't move forward. 

Hannah call 911 she whispers;

I started crying again hating the fact that I was the caused of this. I never should've locked harry in the garage. Or take his car or anything that made him feel unloved. I ran back into the kitchen to the house phone and called 911. I walked to the bathroom I dont run. i wasnt in a hurry to see what harry had probably done to himself. I slowly peer my head into the bathroom doorframe. All I saw was harry's arms covered in cuts and His arm flowing with blood. Blood swimming down his arms. My mom was wrapped around him. she starts to cry as well. When My Mom starts to cry I sob. I havent seen my mom cry since the day my dad left. and that was almost two years ago. I could tell she cared for harry. Harry mustve told her about his mom dying, About him not having anyone. My mom developed Sympathy for him at that moment. Something that was extremly hard for me to do. I walked into the bathroom. Going on the other side of my mom. Bringing my arms around her and Harry. Silence was all that was heard. mixed with crying. me and my mom were crying over someone we barely even knew. I looked at Harry and all I see was a blanked face. 

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