But underneath my sunglasses I'm rolling my eyes Paper has more patience than people. It was nothing like her to agree with a doctor visit that easily. She hated seeing doctors and for her to nod straight away, made me only feel even more convinced that she was so not okay.
Harry sat straight against the headboard, his body filling with worry. There was no break, no place to breathe around here. Do you want to talk about it? She sounded to vulnerable. She sounded like sadness was completely eating her alive; like she had given up.
Everything in her was completely breaking down, and she had no idea if she was able to hang on anymore. It was getting worse and worse by day, being accused of having a threesome with two basketball players at a party. It was just one big deal unfolding in school, and nobody had let it go.
Sliding her bag off her soulder, both her bag and her body fell onto the steps. She had no feeling about anything anymore. She was completely numb at this point; not feeling anything at all anymore.
She knew if she kept coming here, this will completely kill her. She wanted to run away, run away from anything.
If only she had the strength. She sat there, drowning in her thoughts until she saw a familiar car pull up to the school.
She was too ashamed to have Harry look at her while she was in a state like this. Opening the car door, she quickly sat down on the seat, slamming the door shut. Even now, she refused to look at him.
If she did, she would fall into a deep situation with herself.
Harry understood her silence, and drove slowly away from the school. Barely audible sniffles were made, and every single time he felt like she was going to break down, Harry made sure he checked on her.
Half way home, Harry noticed her breathing loudly. He knew she was over thinking everything, and he knew she was trying to make herself normal again. He turned to her, touching her shoulder gentley as he nearly cried at the sight of his girlfriend rocking back and forth in the seat.
I am right here. Harry instantly wrapped his arms around her, undoing her seatbelt so that he was able to lift her onto his lap. She screamed into his chest, soaking the fabric of his shirt as tears rapidly fell down her face.
I want it to end! Your throat will be burning if you keep screaming like this. Harry never loosened his grip on her, always rubbing her back. He has never seen her like this before. He slowly grabbed her face, gentley lifting her head so that he can understand her pain; feel it.
His caring side made her feel comfortable. You know Max, I told you how fucked up he can be. But—but he told everybody that I had a threesome with him and his friends. He told everyone that I was seducing them purposely a—and that th—at I stripped for them.
E—everyone believes it too. Everyone hates me now, Harry, everyone. Hiding into him was like hiding from the world.The Song you Write about Each Other. Sister of 5SOS, but He Likes You. One Direction Preferences I'm Scared. pulling his hands away from his face. His body shook, lightly but clearly, and you took him in your arms, he buried his face in the crook of your neck, not crying just panicking.
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pulling his hands away from his face. His body shook, lightly but clearly, and you took him in your arms, he buried his face in the crook of your neck, not crying just panicking.
“I’m scared” he choked out. You sighed. You stay like that for a while, until he finishes the song before he tilts your chin up to face him, mumbling an "I love you," before he kisses you gently. 10/26 notes. He was so scared to talk to her with too much of a loud voice, scared that it was enough to break her.
She sounded to vulnerable. She sounded like sadness . You screamed at him, and in that same moment, you felt a force push you back, causing you to fall to the ground. There was a long silence where you just refused to Reviews: