It All Became Too Much (Complete)

"I didn't think that it was possible for things to get so out of hand."

When you move to a completely different place and you are in highschool, it is a new brainer that you will do all that you can to make friends. My case? I heard that Harry Styles was a player, one of the girls that I first met, my friend told me that he broke her heart for some cheerleader then left her too.
They wanted me to break his heart by making him like me then blow him off but how could I even get him to notice me? By becoming close to his brother Marcel. It couldn't be bad could it?


10. Ten

I slid down the door and bit my lip lightly taking a deep breath and pulling my knees to my chest and wrapping my arms around the to hug them. "It's a bit of a long story Marcel." I warned him.

"Well we used to study for hours so we have plenty of time." He said through the door. I bit my lip lightly. My plan of keeping this from him completely backfiring.

"I guess everything started on my first day here. I was desperate to make friends here because I didn't know any one. I came across two girls, Kendall and Harley. They seemed really sweet but then they told me a little about your brother. They said that he had a reputation of breaking girls hearts and cheating. They wanted me to get him back and I.. I didn't know you guys so I agreed to it. Agreed to it to hurt him. I guess it all came back to hurt you because in order to grab his attention they wanted me to use you." I said slowly, then turned slightly to the door to listen to what was happening on the other side. I heard no sounds. "Marcel?" I asked standing up and turning the doorknob, he had it locked of course. I knocked on the door this time. "Marcel?"

"Is it true?" I turned around to see Harry standing at the door, he looked at me with hate all the love gone. Maybe it was all just love. "You played me and my brother well done." He said stepping into the room. I heard an all to familiar sound come from the other side of the door and my heart sunk.

"Harry please get the door open!" I yelled hitting the door. "Marcel stop it now!" I yelled and Harry seemed to be catching on. He ran to the door and began to kick it until it swung open revealing Marcel lying on the ground with a bottle in his hand which was once filled with pills. He looked up at us with no emotion on his face.

I quickly ran to his side taking to bottle from him and looking into it to see there were only about two pills left. They were anti-depressants, I never even knew that he was depressed. I didn't know what to do I stood up and looked at Harry with true horror on my face, I was going to have a panic attack. "Harry, I don't know. What to do." I sobbed out and he pointed towards the door.

"Go call an ambulance!" He instructed. Then went over to his brother picking him up and moving into the bathtub where he began to put his fingers down his brothers throat until he began to gag and spit up the pills which were washed down the drain.

I ran down the stairs dialing 9-1-1 and panicking into the phone about the situation. I felt humiliated for him, people would know about this all over town and soon they would know what had caused it. I sobbed as I made my way back to Marcel's bathroom and saw Harry sobbing and Marcel slowly realizing that he was becoming sick from the pills. His eyes were wide and he had a hand over his heart. "My heart, My heart is racing, it hurts." He informed us. It only made me cry harder. It seemed like forever before the ambulance showed up taking the boys off to the hospital, there was only room for one and I wasn't sure that I was going to be able to handle myself at the hospital.

A/n: Comment for more! Depending on how many comments I might put up the other today.


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