I listened carefully when I was about half way down the stairs. When I didn't hear anyone, I walked to the kitchen to grab a very much needed water bottle. I felt bad that Harry wasn't comfortable enough to actually stay a night here. But honestly, who would want to?
I heard the slight thud of someone coming down stairs and I sighed slightly. I turned my head to face the floor so I wouldn't have to see the shame in her eyes. It’s always there.
"You didn't do the dishes last night." She spoke harshly. I looked over at the few that were in the sink.
"I'm sorry, I forg-"
"You really are useless." She snapped, as if I haven't heard that statement enough.
"Yeah, I know." I replied truthfully. I walked back to my room with the words, as always, still repeating and echoing through my brain.
Useless. I know.
Worthless. I fucking know.
I hate you. I hate me too. I grabbed a book off the shelf harshly and flung it at the wall.
"Fuck." I muttered. I took another one and threw it, too, tears finally flowing. "Fuck!"
Then I couldn't stop. I just kept picking them up and throwing them. Each time, hearing them hit the wall with a thud. I caught a glimpse of my reflection and paused my arm mid-air.
"I fucking hate you so much." I sobbed at the person staring back at me in the mirror. "So, so much!" I watched as the book hit the glass and it shattered into pieces onto the carpet. I dropped to my knees and just stared at the bits, slowly turning it over between my fingers.
"What if 'One Day' is too far away?" I asked honestly.
"What is that supposed to mean?" He asked back.
"It means, I can’t handle any of this much longer, Harry."
"Yes, you can. Don't say that- Don't talk like that." He rambled.
"No, I can’t."
I stared at the shiny object and thought about how amazing it would be to just be gone, to just disappear.
*LOUIS' POV/ TWO WEEKS LATER*
"I am not going to that school, mother. I don't know anyone." I huffed at her, crossing my arms.
"I have let you stay on break for too long, Louis. You will get to know people."
"That's just... That's just not right. I want to go to my old school with my friends and my boyfriend."
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Wrecking Ball (Loucel/Larcel/Larry/Neeroy/Niam AU)
FanfictionMarcel Styles is moving to Doncaster. He is a nerd. But what if he's a nerd on purpose? What if life was so hard that he puts up this nerd front? What if his family hates him? Then there's Louis Tomlinson. Louis has tattoos and piercings like the r...