catch me

On their break the boys of One Direction decide to go to the beach. They have a lot of fun, smimming and laying on the beach, untill Harry decides to go cliffdiving. What they don't know is it's very dangerous there and, but it's already to late when find out and Harry already jumped. Louis is there to save him but things will never be the same again. Harry struggles with the fact he will be limping for the rest of his life and goes to a hard time, but there is that one girl that makes him believe that after train there's sunshine.


16. scars

Harry's p.o.v.

Me and Ashton were sitting on my bed, chatting about last months when we were still on tour. 'Who are you texting all the time?' Ashton asked as he heard my phone buzzing. 'Holly, I met hear at the parc.' 'She must be a nice girl. 'Yes, I like to talk to her, I think I found a really good friend.' 'I'm happy for you.' We were in a good mood untill Ashton discovered something I forgot to hide. 'Harry you arm!' He gasped as he grabbed  my wrist. 'Why did you do that?' I feld stupid for only wearing a t-shirt that showed my scars. 'I was desperate.' I managed to say. No matter what happens, don't cut, those scars will be there forever!' 'You don't understand, I feld like shit lately and it I didn't know how to find a way out.' Ashton seemed hurt. 'I deffently uderstand.' He moved his bracelets and revealed a serie of pink scars from his wrist to the middle the middle of his arm. For a while I didn't know what to say. 'I'm sorry, I...' Ashton looked away and I knew he was hurt. 'W..why did you cut yourself?' 'When I was fiveteen years old I was bullied. I had friends but that didn't take away the bullying. I had a dream was to become a proffesional drummer...I used to take stuff from the kitchen and pretend to be in a band. when people found out they laughed at me. They said that I would never be able to make my dream come true, that I would be a kitchendrummer for the rest of my life. A couple of motnhs before I left school I lost my friends, I was so lonely so I sarted to cut. When I met Luke he intoduced me to Calum and Michael. They heard I liked drumming so we tried a playing together and it worked out. Since I started in the band I cut less. when I really became a member Of 5 Seconds Of Summer, and I noticed the love fans gave us I decided to stop cutting.' It was like his story took all his energy to tell. Ashton rubbed his eyes and looked at me. 'I...I didn't know that. I feel so bad for you right now.' I stuttered. 'It's ok. Be honest with me, when was the last time you cut yourself?' I didn't want to tell him but I really didn't want to lie to Ashton. 'A week ago.' 'Does Louis know that?' I slowly shook my head. 'The first time I cut myself, Louis found me. But he doesn't know I didn't stop cutting.' 'You shouldn't hide such thing Harry.' I sighed in pain. 'I know but did you tell your bandmembers you cut yourself?' 'Eventually I had to. I didn't want to take of my sweathers even when it was extremely hot. And oen time when I was putting a bandage on my arm Luke walked into the bathroom and asked what I was doing. I couldn't lie Harry,...It was a horrible moment.' Ashton quit talking and at the look of his face I knew he was reliving the moment. He shivered and looked at me with eyes that were holding back tears. 'Harry, It's horrible to tell your friend that you cut yourself because you feel bad about something, but at the same time it's really relieving to share your pain with someone who cares about you.' His voice was shaking and I knew he was about to cry. 'I hate how things went and I know it'm my own fucking fault.' 'No it's not.' Ashton came closer and we hugged eachother for a long while. I couldn't help but let all my frustration and pain out in the form of tears, and when I feld Ashton's body shacking a little I knew he was crying to. He was right, sharing pain is really relieving. I  was happy I couldn finally release my my feelings. Maybe It's easyer to tell someone what's going on wo went trought the same pain as you. Even though it isn't completely the same, it still makes it easyer to understand eachtoher. When we slowly backed away from eachother I saw Ashton's red face. But he didn't look that sad anymore. 'Don't worry, everything is going to be alright. Before you know it, those scars whill only be a memorie about a bad charpter in your life.' Ashton smiled. 'Who thought that could be that poetic.' I chuckled. Ashton yawned. 'Maybe we should sleep.' He nodded and stood up to leave the room. 'Goodnight Harry.' 'Goodnight Ashton.' I laid on my back looking at the sky but not seeing anything. I was in my mind, thinking about all the good memories that were made over the past three years. 


writersnote: this story is fiction so completely made up, just keep that in mind 

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