Once Again

*Michaela*

I sat in a chair on my porch, slowly sipping on my coffee. The wind feels good as it blows my hair in many different directions. I closed my eyes and breathed in the sweet scent of the spring air.

I soon felt wet lips press to my neck and arms warp around me. I parted my lips slightly as he bit my neck slightly.

"Hey Harry." I chuckled lightly.

"Hey baby." He whispered.

I noticed that Harry was wearing a sweater.

"Babe- aren't you hot in that sweater?"

He froze.

"N-no. I'm just a b-bit cold." He stuttered.

I've said and heard that excuse too many times.

"Harry.." I said cautiously, "what's going on?"

"Nothing." He answered.

"C-Can I see y-your wrists then?" I teared up.

"No." He stated.

"Ashton!" I cried.

Ashton came running onto the porch.

"What the hell is going on out here?" Her rushed.

I started sobbing.

"Harry won't sh-show me his w-w-wrists!" I choked.

"Harry.." Ashton said carefully, "let us see."

"N-no." He whispered.

"H-Harry please!" I begged

Ashton leaped forward and grabbed his left wrist. Before Harry could even process what was going on- Ashton pulled up his sleeve and revealed his fresh cuts.

Notes

Harry started cutting:(

Im sorry- I love youuuuuu!

So, as you noticed I got a co-author for this story! Mrs. Styles1913 is an amazing author and will be helping me out (god bless her)
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