Hazel's POV

I dropped the pen from my hand as I yawned.

I finished a little part of the search.

You might think I'm crazy for helping him, right?

I just can't.. I can't hide my feelings, I can't fight them, if he told me to kill myself, I would. I would belive every hurtful word he said to me, I would define every glare as the meaning of hate, I would destroy myself for him, anything for Harry, anything.

My eyes teared up a bit as I clutched my throat, there was a hickey.

I slowly got up from the desk, walking slowly to the bathroom.

luckily, my mom wasn't here yet, so I grabbed my razor.

I sat on the bathtub, turning the water on, never removing my clothes.

It's time to get it all out.

"This is for beinga bitch." I said as I slid the razor swiftly on my wrist, crying out in pain.

"This is for being a slut." Cut.

"For being a nerd." Cut

"For being so stupid." Cut.

"For being ignored." Cut.

"For having no friends." Cut.

"For being ugly." Cut.

"For making Harry hate you." Cut.

"For loving Harry." Deep cut.

"This feels so good..." I whispered to myself as tears slid down my eyes.

"For.. Nothing I just feel like it." I slid the razor one more time as tears wear falling down my reddening cheeks.

"I hate myself, I wish I never was born." Great I'm talking to myself.

"Fuck me.." I sobbed loudly.

***

Soon, I was standing infront of sink, washing my cuts clean, and the bathroom also, so my mom would not suspect a thing.

I let out a shaky breath as I closed the bathroom door shut.

I changed into Pjs, which was a baggy sweater and nothing else, throwing my self on the bed I closed my eyes drifting off to a curly heard boy.

***
The Next Morning

Harry's POV

I woke up to the beeping sound of my clock.

Good, everytime I got woke up by my step-mom annoying voice.

Well yes my mom died, dad got married to a bitch, and he also died when I was four.

Her renown was the most important thing in her life, so that's why she despise me, more like hates me. I have a bad renown.

I sighed as I threw on a black shirt and tight black jeans, I put my half hair in a quiff, ruffling it slightly.

I never cared of my looks, I just want some hot girls to shag so yeah.

Like Sarah.

I smirked, she thinks that I actually like her, she's just another slut.

My fuck buddy.

***

I walked down the hallways, strange. I couldn't spot Haze anyways.

Well, no one to spit on today.

I chuckled to myself as I got out for a smoke.

I sat down on one of the short steps as I grabbed a joint.

"Guess who?" I felt cold hands cover my eyes.

"Sarah, easy.." I groaned, as I got kinda horny when I saw what she was wearing..

I grabbed her hips and laid her on my lap.

and started a make out session.

That ended by ditching school and fucking practically breaking the bed...

Notes

The first part of the chapter rreally got to me, because i USED to cut

anyways i did the 'harry's pov' thing so u would know more about his personal life in the fanfiction.

^_^ yeah so


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