lust // h.s.

Wasted Spaces

Listen to 'The Last Time's by Taylor Swift and Gary Lightbody. It's the song for Lust. I mean listen to it. Now. Like. Forreal. x

(btw this chap is in Charlotte's POV. and a shorty.)

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My eyes could barley stay open, and were hazy.

And my feet couldn't hold up my body.

I don't know if I could keep walking.

But I had to.

I had to get there.

Because I know if I didn't Harry would find me.

And God knows who else could.

Blurs engulfed the air scenery around me, making everything quite distorted.

My body completely stopped, and j fell to the ground.

I pulled myself under some brush, and curled into a small ball.

And soon sleep took me.

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I wake up to rain hitting my face harshly.

I wasn't dead.

Damn.

I was still coming off the daze that came from the pills.

I laced my fingers through my hair and stood up, and began walking.

And that's when I saw it.

The bridge.

I started towards it fastly.

As I got to it, I sat myself on the edge and looked down at the long fall into water.

It would do the trick.

Right?

I just. I didn't want to live.

If Niall couldn't love me, and Harry couldn't.

Then who could?

And what caused Harry to act like that towards me?

I was a bad person.

I was a mistake.

All I did was screw things up.

And that's I was ever good for.

I unscrewed another lid to the pills, and emptied them in my hand. Placing some in my mouth and swallowing, I dropped the bottle and watched it fall.

Just like I soon would.

And the thing is no one would miss me.

They probably wouldn't even look.

I gulped down the rest of the pills which left a dry, burning feeling in my throat.

It was quite intoxicating.

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Should I jump?

I don't have anything to loose.

No one would miss me.

Convincing myself, I slowly stand up and hover over the edge.

So I guess this is goodbye.