Prim's P.O.V
I walk back stage and Harry greets me. That was amazing, baby." One direction is performing as well.
"Good luck." I kiss him quick.
Harry leaves to walk on stage along with the other boys. I sit down, grab a banana and pull out my phone. What I see is terrible. Millions of twitter notifications about how terrible I was. I almost spit out my banana. It's terrible. Before I know it, I'm in tears.
Then I hear Harry,
I'm sorry if I say I need you.
But I don't care.
I'm not scared of love.
Cause when I'm not with you, I'm weaker.
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong that you make me strong?
I start to sob. And yet again, I want to die. No matter how badly Harry needs me, I want to end my life. I don't think I can handle this anymore.
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Torn (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"and if my suicide fails, I'll see you tomorrow." trigger warning. please don't read if you are sensitive to self harm/suicide. please stay positive.
