do you know who you are? | harry styles

16: opening up

TW self harm

i awoke the next day tangles in harrys arms. he looked so pretty when he was sleeping. i kissed his jawline gently while he snoozed softly...he was so fucking beautiful.
i went on my phone and saw my follow count had really gone up...ah. I think the fans sussed it out but i was not posting MY relationship online.

"good morning angel" harry was now awake and his morning voice was beautiful.
"morning" i replied. he kissed the side of my head gently and caressed my cheek with his hand.
"you're so beautiful" he said. i blushed and places my thumb on his perfect lips before gently ran it along his bottom lip.
"it feels great to love someone" i said before getting up. "c'mon harold you got a show tonight" i opened my suitcase and took out a pair of jeans, a mesh top and cami.
"i think i'll stay and enjoy the view" he said. i scoffed and sat at the end of the bed, taking my bottoms off.

"mara what the fuck happened to you!?" he exclaimed suddenly. i looked at him strangely.
"You what?" i asked. he crawled towards me and gestured to my thigh...fuck sake.
"you...weren't supposed to see that" i was beyond scared now...harry was very sweet but i didn't want him finding out - too fucking late though.

harry had seen my fucking self harm.

"i-if you dont mind me asking... how long have you been doing this?" he asked, running his thumb on the lines that sat on my skin.
"since i was 13" i admitted, tears in my eyes.
"when's the last time you did it?"
"when we broke up" i started to cry. "im sorry, i-i've tried stopping b-but its so hard!" i sobbed. "Its so fucking hard Harry, i-i don't know how"
"Love, its okay" he let me cry into his arms.
"you're so fucking beautiful and you deserve better. im going to be here for you all the time, okay?" he said. i nodded, sobbing into his shoulder.