Cutting Hurts Babe

Book 1
Isabella used to be the most happiest girl ever until she started to get picked on by everybody about her self harming and having an eating disorder. Everybody makes fun of her so she starts to get bad depression and self harm. What happens when Harry, his friends, Isabella's friends, and her older sister try and help her. will it be too late?

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26. Brand new me

Isabella Pov

2 days ago was my birthday. I turned 20, and I feel really old! On my birthday I went out with my family, and Harry. He had surprised me with a little party that him and the lads put together for me. It was really nice of them to do this for me. I loved how I got to see everybody again. Just being with Harry and everybody makes me believe that I made a mistake for moving away from my problems. I may have cried many times but, boy did I miss hanging out with the girls, guys, and most importantly Harry. Today I had to get up and get ready for photo shoots and Harry has to get going to an interview. About a few weeks ago I moved in with Harry as a roommate you could say. We are not together in anyway. We just share a bedroom and a flat together like couples do except we’re not a couple.  

I get up out of the bed making sure not to disturb Harry. I go over to our closet grabbing out a outfit and some shoes. When i’m done I go into the bathroom to take a shower. Once, the water is warm enough I get in and start washing my hair. I wash myself up and turn off the water. I began to put on my on my tank top and shirt. Before, I put on my shirt I stand in the mirror and blow dry my hair. I go into the room and tap Harry.

“Harry, get up please” I say smiling at him while he shakes his head no

“10 minutes babe” He says turning over

“No, please get up Harry” I sit on the bed and kiss his cheek

He turns over and smiles at me before getting up. I go back into the bathroom and blow dry my hair. While I plug my curling irons up I see Harry get up and walk into the bathroom. He stands behind me and kisses my cheeks.

“Good morning babe” He says in a raspy voice

“Good morning Harry” I blush back

“What are we doing today?”

“Well, I have to go to 3 photoshoots today, and shopping with the girls. On the other hand you and the boys have to go to an interview”   

“Ugh why? today it’s our day off”

“I don’t know, but please get dressed”

When i’m done with my hair and makeup I put on my shoes and blazer. I get Harry some boxers, and clothes out before fixing the bed. As soon as I get the room together he comes out of the bathroom. I walk downstairs and go into the kitchen. I make myself a bagel and blend a smoothie for both Harry and I. When i’m done I make Harry some crepes and get him a banana to go with it.

Harry Pov

When I get up out of bed I give Belle a kiss on her both of her cheeks. She blushes and I smile at her while she’s doing her hair. I love waking up with her in the same room and bed even though she’s not mine. I had asked her to move in with me a few weeks ago because her house was little and wasn’t very nice. When I go on tour I hate having people to look after the flat; so why not ask Belle to since she’s here.

When I get out of the shower; I see the room and the bed is all fixed up. I began to put on my clothes. When I put on my shoes, I hear my phone ding off. I go and see who’s texting me. It’s the lads. I don’t respond. I grab my shirt and my boots and walk downstairs. When I set on the couch I see Belle sitting down eating.

“Thanks for cooking my favorite breakfast” I say while staring at her

“No problem, I was making myself some breakfast so I decided to make you something as well”

I just stared at her and smiled at her while continuing to eat my food. Once I was done I rinsed out my bowl and walked to the foyer and grabbed my keys out of the tray.

“Are you ready to go?”

“Yeah in a minute, let me get my shoes and my jacket.”

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