
All Over Again. (Harry Styles)
Don't Leave (Harry)
(Edited and added character descriptions, Look before reading.)
- 5 minutes earlier-
Niall and I were sitting in the living room watching tv. Shay had gone up to her room about half an hour ago to take a shower. It was weird because she usually only takes about ten minutes.
"Hey Niall I'm gonna go and check on Shaya, she's taking a really long time." I said, getting up. I start walking up the stairs and hear a thud. Thinking she fell in the shower I burst into her room to be greeted by her laying on the floor, covered in her own blood. "Shaya." I whisper to myself. By instinct i immediately pick her up and run out of the room and down the stairs. "Niall! Call an ambulance!" I yell, still coming down the stairs. Niall looks at me confused, then once he sees Shaya in my arms he runs to the phone. I lay Shaya on the floor, surveying the damage she had done to herself. i read the words on her arms. Hate and Forgive? Why would she do this? I look further down and see a knife sticking out of her stomach. I think I'm about to throw up. As Niall finishes the call, I yell to him to bring me a towel from the kitchen. You know the ones you use to dry the dishes. When he brings it to me, I pull the knife slowly out if her body and more blood rushes out. I quickly push the towel onto her bleeding abdomen, hoping the pressure will stop the blood. It seemed like forever unitl I heard the an ambulance outside.
"Niall, go open the door." He does as I said, and I lift up Shaya in my arms, carrying her outside and placing her in the stretcher that the medics had already taken out. The medics, without telling us anything, immediately put her in the ambulance and drive off. I stare at the ambulance driving off in the distance. I lose it. Everything. I collapse onto the floor and cry. I cry for myself, for Shaya. I cry until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up and am greeted by a red, teary-eyed Niall. "Call the boys." I tell him. He runs inside and grabs his phone, coming out five minutes later.
"Liam said they'll meet us at the hospital. Let's go." He said, his voice wavering. He was trying to be strong. She was like his sister after all. she was all of the boys' sister. Except me. To me she was, Sweetie, Pumpkin, Kitten. And now she might be dead.(A/N. Play: The District Sleeps Alone Tonight ~cover~ by Birdy. If it stops just keep replaying it.) We get in the car and speed off to the hospital. Neither of us said anything for the entire ride. Coincidentally, it was raining. I laid my head on the window, tracing the raindrops racing down with my fingers, my eyes having their own rain storm. Oh how I wish I was a rain drop, not a care in the world, just trailing down a path, slowly deteriorating the faster and farther I go, only to dissipate into non-existence as if i never even happened. But no, instead I was on my to a hospital, fighting for my love's life. Another tear streams down my face as we arrive at the hospital. I didn't care about the downpour of rain outside the car door, I got out and ran into the hospital. Each drop only weighing me down, adding to the pressures I wish would just float away, soaking me to the bone.
I run into the hospital, and ask the front desk about Shaya.
"I'm sorry sir, no one is allowed to go into her room, yet, she is under deep trauma and the doctors are working very hard to save her. I am sorry for your troubles." She says and walks away. I stay standing at the counter. The noises everywhere getting louder and louder. Slowly I feel a migraine creep up into the back of my scalp. No, not a migraine. The voices are coming back. All of them whispering at one. You're a freak. This is why she left you. Make it stop... MAKE THEM STOP! I bang my hands on the counter and yell out. All at once the voices stop. Not just in my head, but in reality, too. I look at everyone staring at me like I'm a monster. Slowly Niall walks up to me, and whispers in my ear.
"Di- did you take your medicine for your schizophrenia?"
"No. I was too busy worryi- AHHH MAKE THEM STOP make them stop...." I say, collapsing, into a fit of screams as the. voices come back and attack me.
"What's going on?" Liam asks. The other boys look at me shocked. They don't know. I lay huddled up in a corner and slowly the voices dissipate to nothing. I slowly get up and the boys are staring at me.
"What happened to you?" Louis asks, concerned. I guess now is a better time than ever to tell them.
"I ha-" I get cut off by a doctor coming out, covered in blood.
"Family and friends of Shaya Downid?"
"Yes?" I ask, running up to the doctor. I need to know what happened to my baby girl.
"We've done all we can. I have a question though. Was there an object impaled in her abdomen?"
"Y-yes, a knife." I say, confused.
"Well whoever pulled out the knife should have left it in. Pulling it out caused her to lose too much of the blood she had left. If the knife was left in she would have made it. I'm sorry. She's passed." He said and walked away. The boys broke down in tears. I stood there, shocked. I- I killed her. I killed Shaya. The love of my life. The world seemed to stop. No movement. No noise. I ran out of the hospital, the voices of the boys calling me barely audible.
I ran. I ran all the way back to the flat. I ran to my room, only stopping to pick up the bloodied knife Shaya had used. I went to my room and tore up everything. Pulling off the sheets on my bed, breaking lamps, breaking everything. I sat in the middle of the chaos. In the middle of what I can only call the best representation of my mind. A mess. It's over. She's gone. I can't live if she's not with me. I took the knife and held it above my head. As I was about to do it, commit suicide to be with my love, My phone rang. I answered it. It was Niall.
"Don't do it. I know what you;re trying to do. Stop! It's not worth it. She's alive harry! She's alive." I was shocked. My baby is alive? I brought my hand down with the point still up as the knife was still in my grasp, feeling woozy. Suddenly I fainted, collapsing onto the knife, just as I heard Niall on the phone. "She's okay, I'm coming to get you." I blacked out, feeling my own life draining from my body.
- 5 minutes earlier-
Niall and I were sitting in the living room watching tv. Shay had gone up to her room about half an hour ago to take a shower. It was weird because she usually only takes about ten minutes.
"Hey Niall I'm gonna go and check on Shaya, she's taking a really long time." I said, getting up. I start walking up the stairs and hear a thud. Thinking she fell in the shower I burst into her room to be greeted by her laying on the floor, covered in her own blood. "Shaya." I whisper to myself. By instinct i immediately pick her up and run out of the room and down the stairs. "Niall! Call an ambulance!" I yell, still coming down the stairs. Niall looks at me confused, then once he sees Shaya in my arms he runs to the phone. I lay Shaya on the floor, surveying the damage she had done to herself. i read the words on her arms. Hate and Forgive? Why would she do this? I look further down and see a knife sticking out of her stomach. I think I'm about to throw up. As Niall finishes the call, I yell to him to bring me a towel from the kitchen. You know the ones you use to dry the dishes. When he brings it to me, I pull the knife slowly out if her body and more blood rushes out. I quickly push the towel onto her bleeding abdomen, hoping the pressure will stop the blood. It seemed like forever unitl I heard the an ambulance outside.
"Niall, go open the door." He does as I said, and I lift up Shaya in my arms, carrying her outside and placing her in the stretcher that the medics had already taken out. The medics, without telling us anything, immediately put her in the ambulance and drive off. I stare at the ambulance driving off in the distance. I lose it. Everything. I collapse onto the floor and cry. I cry for myself, for Shaya. I cry until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up and am greeted by a red, teary-eyed Niall. "Call the boys." I tell him. He runs inside and grabs his phone, coming out five minutes later.
"Liam said they'll meet us at the hospital. Let's go." He said, his voice wavering. He was trying to be strong. She was like his sister after all. she was all of the boys' sister. Except me. To me she was, Sweetie, Pumpkin, Kitten. And now she might be dead.(A/N. Play: The District Sleeps Alone Tonight ~cover~ by Birdy. If it stops just keep replaying it.) We get in the car and speed off to the hospital. Neither of us said anything for the entire ride. Coincidentally, it was raining. I laid my head on the window, tracing the raindrops racing down with my fingers, my eyes having their own rain storm. Oh how I wish I was a rain drop, not a care in the world, just trailing down a path, slowly deteriorating the faster and farther I go, only to dissipate into non-existence as if i never even happened. But no, instead I was on my to a hospital, fighting for my love's life. Another tear streams down my face as we arrive at the hospital. I didn't care about the downpour of rain outside the car door, I got out and ran into the hospital. Each drop only weighing me down, adding to the pressures I wish would just float away, soaking me to the bone.
I run into the hospital, and ask the front desk about Shaya.
"I'm sorry sir, no one is allowed to go into her room, yet, she is under deep trauma and the doctors are working very hard to save her. I am sorry for your troubles." She says and walks away. I stay standing at the counter. The noises everywhere getting louder and louder. Slowly I feel a migraine creep up into the back of my scalp. No, not a migraine. The voices are coming back. All of them whispering at one. You're a freak. This is why she left you. Make it stop... MAKE THEM STOP! I bang my hands on the counter and yell out. All at once the voices stop. Not just in my head, but in reality, too. I look at everyone staring at me like I'm a monster. Slowly Niall walks up to me, and whispers in my ear.
"Di- did you take your medicine for your schizophrenia?"
"No. I was too busy worryi- AHHH MAKE THEM STOP make them stop...." I say, collapsing, into a fit of screams as the. voices come back and attack me.
"What's going on?" Liam asks. The other boys look at me shocked. They don't know. I lay huddled up in a corner and slowly the voices dissipate to nothing. I slowly get up and the boys are staring at me.
"What happened to you?" Louis asks, concerned. I guess now is a better time than ever to tell them.
"I ha-" I get cut off by a doctor coming out, covered in blood.
"Family and friends of Shaya Downid?"
"Yes?" I ask, running up to the doctor. I need to know what happened to my baby girl.
"We've done all we can. I have a question though. Was there an object impaled in her abdomen?"
"Y-yes, a knife." I say, confused.
"Well whoever pulled out the knife should have left it in. Pulling it out caused her to lose too much of the blood she had left. If the knife was left in she would have made it. I'm sorry. She's passed." He said and walked away. The boys broke down in tears. I stood there, shocked. I- I killed her. I killed Shaya. The love of my life. The world seemed to stop. No movement. No noise. I ran out of the hospital, the voices of the boys calling me barely audible.
I ran. I ran all the way back to the flat. I ran to my room, only stopping to pick up the bloodied knife Shaya had used. I went to my room and tore up everything. Pulling off the sheets on my bed, breaking lamps, breaking everything. I sat in the middle of the chaos. In the middle of what I can only call the best representation of my mind. A mess. It's over. She's gone. I can't live if she's not with me. I took the knife and held it above my head. As I was about to do it, commit suicide to be with my love, My phone rang. I answered it. It was Niall.
"Don't do it. I know what you;re trying to do. Stop! It's not worth it. She's alive harry! She's alive." I was shocked. My baby is alive? I brought my hand down with the point still up as the knife was still in my grasp, feeling woozy. Suddenly I fainted, collapsing onto the knife, just as I heard Niall on the phone. "She's okay, I'm coming to get you." I blacked out, feeling my own life draining from my body.
Notes
Oh god. I cried so hard writing this! If you did too, I understand!Well, you got to find out the secret Harry hides from the rest of the boys.
Oh gosh! I don;t know what to say..... :'( I'm too emotional. That song made it worse.
Danggggg
8/20/13