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#101• Harry Imagine

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Requested: nerdylunagamer

Theme: Sad-Happy

Warnings: Selfharm, hate

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Skylar's POV.

How long could I live like this?
How long will this go on?
How long will I have to hide this?
When does it end?

So many unanswered questions that drove me crazy. I thought I was strong enough to deal with all of this. I thought I could do it. I thought wrong. When it got too much I deleted everything.

Facebook, Twitter, instagram, everything, just to try and get away. But somehow it still followed me. It was like a black cloud that wouldn't go away. Or an itch that you can't reach. It just wouldn't go away. So maybe I will.

Harry and I started dating a few years ago, and honestly, it's been the best time of my life and I wouldn't change a thing. Sure we fought, but the main struggle to our relationship was the hate.

All I ever got was hate, the fans couldn't accept that Harry had found someone. They threatened me, called me horrible things, started rumors, and it all got too much over the past couple months.

I couldn't deal with it, so I did the only thing I know how. I started cutting. Only when Harry wasn't home which was quite often now because of his work.

I was watching Harrys new video and I, of course loved it. I scrolled through the comments to see what the fans thought of it. They loved it as well. But my eye caught a comment that had my name in it.

"Who else agrees that Skylar doesn't deserve Harry and needs to get a life?"

That was 35 minutes ago and there was heaps of thumbs up on the comment and replies. I looked at the replies and people were agreeing and hating.

I closed my eyes. The day only just started and already, hate was sent my way. I could picture the words in my head and they wouldn't stop. I decided to get up and do something productive to get my mind off of it.

As I cleaned the house, my doorbell rang. I put down the broom and answered it only to see the mailman.

"Good evening Miss, your mail couldn't fit into your mailbox so here you are."

In his hand held a bunch of letters, I was assuming fan letters to Harry. I took them off of him and thanked him as he left. I shut the door and I put the letters down.

But they weren't to Harry. They were addressed to me. I grew curious and opened them.

Hate letters.

As I read over all the letters tear welled in my eyes as the urge became so strong I just couldn't ignore it. I had to do it.

Harry's POV.

"Skylar, I'm home, how was your day?" I yell out as I step into our home. No answer. She's probably fallen asleep. So I stay quiet and make my way to our bedroom, but she wasn't there. The bathroom light was on so I go to there.

As soon as my eyes land on her figure I shout out. She lay motionless. I rushed to her side and it seemed as if everything was in slow motion. This has to be a nightmare. Skylar had cuts om her wrists that were bleeding profusely.

Tears blurred my vision and I quickly dialed the ambulance. I spoke to them and they said they were on their way. I hung up and focused on her. I felt a pulse. I cried, I couldn't stop. When the paramedics ran in that's when everything started to speed up.

We were in the back of the ambulance, then rushing in, then soon I was pacing around the waiting room as I fiddled with the box in my pocket.

How long did she live like this?
How long did this go on?
How long did she hide this?
When did it all go wrong?

Soon the doctor came out and told me she was going to be okay and should wake up soon. I fell to the ground in relief. She was going to be okay.

I walk into the room and I saw her laying on the white bed with her hair perfectly placed somehow. She was still as beautiful as ever. I sat next to her and put my head down. What a day.

It was only a few minutes later when she opened her eyes. She looked confused until she saw the bandages around her arm and then saw me. Her eyes dropped down.

"Skylar, please look at me."

She did and she started to apologize and explain herself.

"It's okay. I understand the hate gets too much. But you don't have to go through it alone anymore okay? I'm onky just a phone call away and I will rush home. I will try my best to get them to stop. But no more of this," I say while pointing to her arms.

"Cause I love you too much to lose you. I couldn't imagine what life would be like without you by my side. Its unbearable. It's unimaginable. Skylar, what I'm trying to say is...will you marry me?" I pull out the black box from my pocket and open it revealing a ring.

Her eyes widen and her jaw drops.

"YES! Oh my god Harry! YES!" She hugs me and I hug her back tightly. I smile to myself, we were going to get through this tough time together and we will be even stronger.

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There you go I hoped you liked it xx

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