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*Harry*

"c-cutting herself?" i squeaked.

Ariana slowly nodded her head, and began to cry harder. Niall's face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Y-you don't just wear s-sweaters and jeans, i-in California -during the summer- u-unless you're trying to h-hide something." She sniffled.

I rubbed her back, i could tell this hit Ariana hard.

"W-was it bad b-before?" I choked.

A few tears slid down my cheeks.

Why Alexandra? What happened to her? Why didn't she tell me?

Ariana nodded her head and bawled into Niall's chest.

"I'm going to go c-check on her." i said standing up.

****

"Alex? Open up." I knocked on her front door.

No reply.

I walked inside- Alex no where in sight.

My chest tightened in hope an fear, my heart beat picking up.

"Alex?!?" i called.

I finally heard something, soft sobs came from her bathroom. I ran into her bedroom to find her bathroom door close.

Oh no. Here goes nothing.

I ran through the door, and there was Alex. But her hand was covering her left wrist while blood dripped off.


"Alex!" i ran to her side.

I took her hand off her bloody wrist, and gently ran water on it. She gently sobbed as i grabbed a bandage out of her cupboard. I wrapped it around her freshly cut wrist, but it was very difficult because tears were blocking my vision. I softly ran my thumb over the bandage and let my tears fall freely.

"Ariana was right.." i sobbed.

She entwined our fingers and brought me over to her bed. She sat me down and then bent down to my face level, rubbing away my tears with her thumb.

"A-are there a-anymore cuts i sh-should see?" i wondered, even though i didn't want to see anything else she had done to her perfect body.

I just felt so numb to the idea of Alex cutting herself. My heart felt like it was stabbed, over and over. My throat as parched; tears stained my cheeks. My stomach had a knot in it- and it just pained me to see her in this position.

Alex walked into her bathroom, and about five minutes later she returned with a robe on.

hold yourself together Harry..

She then let the robe drop.

*Alexandra*

It felt like i was staring at my feet for an eternity, just letting Harry see everything. No one has seen my thighs. Or hips. Or my stomach. And there's a reason why; my thighs/hips/stomach are way worse than my wrists. I didn't want to look up, and tears ran down my cheeks. Instead, i just focused on my hands. They're the most interesting thing right now.

"Look at me." Harry pleaded.

I refused.

"Please, Alex. I want to see your beautiful eyes."

He picked up my chin with his thumb and index finger, making my heart beat soar through the roof. Harry wasn't looking at my insecurities, but me. Me. Not my scars. But my face. His eyes were filled with tears; and it broke my heart. Then- i did something i though i'd never do. I leaned foreward and kissed his soft lips. He surprised me by kissing back.

Notes

Hey. sweet chapter:')

ILYGSM!!!!

XxX,
Aby