Diana
Chapter 12
Diana's POV
"Do you need anything?" Harry asked as he kissed my forehead. "We're just recording I'll be back in a few ours."
"Ok." I simply replied. "Bye Harry." I whispered. Maybe this the last time he hear my voice.. Maybe it's the last time I wake up to some curls tickling my nose.. Maybe it's the last time I smell his scent..
And maybe it's the last time I see him.
"Bye sweetheart." He walked out and closed the door. As soon as I heard the elevator's bell rings, signaling that Harry had went to the first floor. I rushed to the bedroom.
You selfish bitch, you're leaving when you promised Harry that you're not going to.
No, not again. I hate those voices in my head. It have came since the lose of my mom. It followed everyday, in the night and in the morning. They sometimes make me go mental.
"Shut up I'm leaving." I wanted to stay strong but it came out as a weak whisper. I covered my ears and my knees gave up under me and I fell to the floor.
I felt like I was sick, that I was numb, I felt like I was a complete freak.
You should feel like this, because all of it is true.
"No." I got up. "I'm leaving."
I threw the comfiest, warmest, biggest over sized sweater I had, with some jeans. I've read so much twitter hate from the fans, telling me to kill myself. The only thing that they didn't know is that I already was dead.
Living without a mother was horrible. Abusing, raping, crying, cutting, waking up everyday with a new bruise, with a new scar on my heart.
Waking up without a mom everyday...
They sent me death threats, I couldn't handle it, I couldn't even handle my Dad's threatening messages that he sent like everyday, telling me that he was going find me.
I sighed. Grabbing a photo that I've been hiding from Harry since I met him. It's a photo of me when I was just born between my mother's arms.
it meant so much to me..
"I love you, mommy." I whispered. I took one last look at the hotel room. Harry's clothes were everywhere
I'm gonna miss him.
"I'm sorry Harry." I barely even heard my self, my eyes getting watery.
Bye.
"Do you need anything?" Harry asked as he kissed my forehead. "We're just recording I'll be back in a few ours."
"Ok." I simply replied. "Bye Harry." I whispered. Maybe this the last time he hear my voice.. Maybe it's the last time I wake up to some curls tickling my nose.. Maybe it's the last time I smell his scent..
And maybe it's the last time I see him.
"Bye sweetheart." He walked out and closed the door. As soon as I heard the elevator's bell rings, signaling that Harry had went to the first floor. I rushed to the bedroom.
You selfish bitch, you're leaving when you promised Harry that you're not going to.
No, not again. I hate those voices in my head. It have came since the lose of my mom. It followed everyday, in the night and in the morning. They sometimes make me go mental.
"Shut up I'm leaving." I wanted to stay strong but it came out as a weak whisper. I covered my ears and my knees gave up under me and I fell to the floor.
I felt like I was sick, that I was numb, I felt like I was a complete freak.
You should feel like this, because all of it is true.
"No." I got up. "I'm leaving."
I threw the comfiest, warmest, biggest over sized sweater I had, with some jeans. I've read so much twitter hate from the fans, telling me to kill myself. The only thing that they didn't know is that I already was dead.
Living without a mother was horrible. Abusing, raping, crying, cutting, waking up everyday with a new bruise, with a new scar on my heart.
Waking up without a mom everyday...
They sent me death threats, I couldn't handle it, I couldn't even handle my Dad's threatening messages that he sent like everyday, telling me that he was going find me.
I sighed. Grabbing a photo that I've been hiding from Harry since I met him. It's a photo of me when I was just born between my mother's arms.
it meant so much to me..
"I love you, mommy." I whispered. I took one last look at the hotel room. Harry's clothes were everywhere
I'm gonna miss him.
"I'm sorry Harry." I barely even heard my self, my eyes getting watery.
Bye.
Notes
Guys im so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry for not updating in ages
will i had a family issue,.. My father passed away and i felt like shit and i didnt want to write im sorry
i understand if some of u unsubscibed
I LOVE U SO MUCH AND IM SORRY AGAIN
No! Please.
7/15/16