Last First Kiss (HS)

Chapter 8

I woke up and my head was pounding and so was the rest of my body. I slowly stood up being careful not to wake Harry. I kept getting more hate tweets. Ugh.

"Harry deserves someone way prettier than that ugly slut!"

"Did she just get out of rehab? Sure looks like it."

"What a fat ugly whore..she dresses like a slut and she needs to exercise more. Her hair is retarded and she's probably just using Harry. Once he finds someone prettier and sexier he'll dump her and she'll get what she deserves."

Ok that hurts. A lot. Tears were coming out of my eyes. She was right..Harry will probably love someone else prettier. I heard Harry stir so I quickly jumped in the shower and then I realized I needed a shower.

I stripped my clothes off and turned the water on. It got my mind off the comments but something brought them back...my razor. No I won't cut not again. Then if I do Harry will definitely leave me.

My thoughts got the best of me and I sliced the razor across my stomach. The hot water burned my fresh cut and I realized what I had just done. Why am I such an idiot! Thankfully it wasn't that bad but it was still bleeding. I bathed myself and got out. The bleeding had stopped and it was just a long scratch along my stomach..great.

I got dressed in sweatpants and a t shirt. I put my glasses on and walked out the bathroom..Harry was still sleeping so I tiptoed out the room and through the living room into the kitchen. I made some tea to calm myself and took some advil to calm my headache.

Someone walked up behind me and I turned around to face Zayn. We weren't that close so it didn't look like he was pulling anything on me.

"Good morning!" I said

"Morning..." He dragged on looking at something on my shirt.. I looked down and my cut what bleeding through my shirt and Zayn can now see the blood seeping through. Shit.

"Please don't tell Harry" I whispered as tears threatened to come out

"Emily what happened?" He asked coming closer

"I just I don't know...all these people are saying Harry will leave me because I'm worthless and all beat up.." I trailed on

"Emily those things aren't true. They are just jealous. You are perfect just the way you are. Harry won't leave you because he loves you more than anything. You're gorgeous don't forget it" A smile appeared on my face

"Thank you Zayn"

"Can I see?" I nodded and lifted my shirt revealing the bloody cut. "Look I won't tell Harry but Louis knows how to clean up these things..his mom is a nurse. Can I please get you help at least?" I thought about it and the sooner I get help the better

"Okay" He smiled then ran out to wake Louis up

"Whatt.." He groaned

"Emily needs help! Please wake up!" Zayn whisper screamed in his ear making him jump up and follow him into the kitchen. Louis looked at me and my shirt

"What happened?" He asked with a sympathetic look

"I know I made a mistake but can we please not tell Harry...please" I begged and he nodded. Louis started telling Zayn to get a lot of medical stuff that I did not understand

"Ok Emily lay down" Louis commanded

"On the floor?"

"I'll get a towel for you to lay on" Zayn said leaving the kitchen. Within a few second he was back with a white towel and he laid it on the ground