The school project (LT) ~EDITING~

6~ Two different worlds

Louis' pov.

Music blasted in my ear and sweaty people were everywhere. WHOO!! Let's get this party started. I have had a few drinks and I wasn't completely drunk but I was getting there.

All I wanted was a fun night with my mates.

Bianca was there as well wearing a tight dress that half of her ass hanged out, her face was caked with makeup and her skin was orange from the spray tan.

Look in all honesty she had a good body but it was all fake, she looked like a clown and acted like a slut. Which wasn't a good combination at all.

She stumbled up to me obviously drunk and she started to slur her words.

"Why do you have to be partnered with that useless girl you should be with me and we could have a bit of fun at my house if ya know what I mean?" She winked at my trying to sound seductive.

I pulled a disgusting face, one because I actually want to get to know Ally I want to learn about her and figure out her secrets and she seems nice. Two because I would never sleep with Bianca I would rather sleep with Ally at least she isn't fake!

I wonder what she is doing right now?

Ally's pov.

My eyes flung open and everything was a blur, my head was pounding and I felt so weak. I layed on the ground until I convinced myself to get up. I felt like I had been stabbed in the stomach and that someone shot me in the leg.

I groaned loudly and pulled myself up off of the floor and to my desk where my half finished homework laid.

I looked over at my phone to see that it was 7:00pm. I limped over to my bathroom and looked at my self in the mirror. I looked like I got attack by a pack of wolves! I slowly and painfully took my clothes off and stepped into the warm shower water.

As soon as the water hit my cuts I winced and jumped back slightly. Then slowly got used to the stinging sensation and started to wash up.

I finished cleaning myself so I looked better than before. I spent 45 minutes in the shower. I saw all of my scars, bruises, cuts, burns and everything that looked ugly on my body.

I slipped on a pair of loose sweat pants and a long sleeves shirt. I grabbed the bucket of bleach and other chemicals to wash the floor that had my blood stains.

After I finished it was already 8:24 so I decided to go into the bathroom again and sit on the floor next to the bath and just cried to myself.

I grabbed my only friend, my razor, my way out. I sliced my wrist a few times I have tried to stop but it was like a drug and I was addicted!