Belive in Me

Avery and Harry have known each other since they were kids. They've also been in a relationship for a year. But Avery is struggling with herself. She self-harms and is anorexic. Harry tries to help, but is busy with One Direction. But when Avery gets pregnant, she has difficulty ending her self- destructing ways. Harry has trouble managing his time with the band and with Avery. Will they be able to last? And most importantly, what will happen when the baby comes?


1. Chapter 1

I lay down on the bed, careful not to disturb the bandages layering my limbs. Slowly I pull up the blanket to cover my shivering body and shut my eyes, willing for sleep to come. But it's impossible once I hear the front door bang open. Heavy footsteps tread down the hallway of the flat, then keys are thrown on the table.

"Avery?" I hear Harry call.

"In the bedroom Harry!" I answer, sitting up. He walks in a moment later, grinning. But his smile fades as he sees the bandages covering my forearms.

"How bad is it?" He asks, joining me in the bed. I pull away the bandages to reveal several red stripes adorning my wrists. "When was the last time you ate?"

"Yesterday morning." I admit softly.

Harry sighs and leans his head against the headboard and closes his eyes.

"I'm sorry Harry." I say quietly, tears threatening to spill over.

"No, stop. Don't apologize. I'm just trying to figure out why you do this. Why do you hurt yourself like this?" Harry pleaded with me to answer.

"It's not like I chose this, Harry. I never wanted this!"

"I never said you did!" Harry yells. My mouth gapes, he had never raised his voice with me before. I slump into the pillows, turning away from him. "Avery, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you, I just hate seeing you hurt. I love you, and I want the best for you." He runs a hand nervously through his brown curls and looks at me expectantly.

"I love you too, Harry." I smile slightly. Harry leans over a places a kiss on my cheek.

"Get some sleep, don't forget tomorrow you are coming with me and the boys to the studio to hear our new song." I nod, then turn off the light on the bedside table. Soon enough I hear Harry snoring softly.


The next morning I awake early. Harry is still sleeping, so I quietly slide out of the bed and shuffle down the hallway. When I reach the kitchen I freeze. I know that I should eat. Harry wants me to eat. I trudge to the fridge and search it's contents. My eyes land on a small red apple. I don't sit as I eat, I pace across the tile floor. Suddenly strong arms wrap around my waist.

"Harry! You scared me, I didn't hear you come in." Harry laughed. Then I felt his warm breath on my neck as he brushed hair off my shoulder.

"I'm proud of you." He whispers. I'm confused for a second before I realize he's talking about me eating, even if it's not much.

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