Save Me From Hell (Larry Stylinson PAFP)

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    Harry Styles; A young boy who wants to take his life away, and die in a cold, empty room. Louis and Harry have been dating for 1 year now, and Harry has been hurt by thousands of fans. Harry started cutting, and starving himself, Louis doesn't know that he does this to himself. When Louis finds out, will he be able to save his love? Or he not make it in time?


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    I play Harry ... You play Louis



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    ^Harry^
    [size=16pt]My mind filled with mean thoughts. The floor cold under my feet. I leaned over the bathroom sink, as I ripped the blade down my wrist. My hand jerked back, but I growled, and pulled it to the blade again. I ripped the blade down my wrist again, blood spilling from my cuts. I smirked, and set the blood down into a puddle of blood. I gently wipped my fingers over the bloody cuts. I looked up at the mirror, and smeared my fingers over the glass. I pulled my hand, as I realized that the blood wouldn't wash off as easily. I gasped, and leaned back against the wall. My boyfriend Louis went off to work earlier. This is what I do when I'm home alone. I cut myself. Tears filled my eyes, as I smeared more blood on the walls. I smeared blood on my face as well. Before I knew it, I was on my knees sobbing, gripping my hair in my hands, as thoughts ran through my mind.
    Ugly
    Fat
    Gay
    Stupid
    Man Whore
    Slut
    c***
    Bitch
    Can't Sing
    I was sobbing loudly, and every once in a while, I'd scream out, as If something was taking over my body.
    "Louis!!" I sobbed, pulling my hair, and crying on my knees. I suddenly banged my fists against the floor, and cried loudly. I continued punching the hard tile, while crying. I was a complete mess. The bathroom was covered in my blood. I was screwed. I banged my head on the floor as I continued sobbing, and crying out Louis' name. [/size]

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    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    I was out at work, or at least I was. Now though, I was finished. I suppose that I should have headed home or at least texted Harry, but instead I just headed out for a walk to clear my head. That didn't go too well...considering as soon as I stepped outside, and sighed in content at the slight cool breeze that ruffled my feathered hair as it blew. As soon as I felt the golden sun beating down against my already sun kissed body that was covered in a golden tan, I heard the fans. They swarmed around me like hungry vultures. Sometimes, I wished to be alone. This was one of those times. I felt overwhelmed by the amount of people around me, not to mention that not all were fans. A few gay comments were thrown my way, but I just scrunched up my nose at them, and they gawked at me as those I had grown two heads. "Being gay is a sexuality, not an insult. And if you're going to be a homophobic bitch then go home." Was all I said to them, before I never dared to glass their way again. They weren't worth my time. I had never been one to let those things hurt me. Why should I give a shit about what they thought? Excuse my language, but it was true. Why should I? Everyone was entitled to their own opinion and if that's what they thought, great for them. Two gold stars. But as long as I was happy with the way I was, and I was, it shouldn't matter what they think. Finally I managed to escape the fans after taking a few pictures, and I adjusted my beanie on my head, which someone had tried to pry off me. Someone else had squeezed my bum, and the other tried to rip my arm off my body....aha, she gets two points for originality though, I guess. No one else has ever tried to take my arm before. Instead of taking the walk I had originally planned on, I decided to get in the car and buy something for dinner (our food stock was running low) and then head back to the flat that Harry and I shared. I was ecstatic to see my boyfriend again. After a whole year of dating, my feelings for him was still the same as they had been before. Why wouldn't I love him? He had that angelic smile with those two adorable dimples that dented his cheeks, which I had grown to love so much. Those two bright, emerald eyes that glistened when he smiled. And don't even get me started on that luscious mop of curls that sat on top of his head. He was beautiful inside and out, and I truly loved him. So hopping into the car, I buckled up and headed to the store to buy my Harry food so he didn't starve to death and frankly so I didn't either.


    [size=30pt]«Harry Styles»[/size]
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    IC: I lay on the floor crying, blood all over my body. What was Louis gonna say? I couldn't think of anything. All I can think of, is my life, that's quickly turning into hell. I sat up, and climbed into the bloodless tub, and smeared blood all over it. The bathroom looked like bloody murder. I curled up in a ball, and continued sobbing loudly. My bloody face in my bloody hands. I'm such a mistake... I thought, wiping my tears with smearing more blood on my face. I looked at the walls. Blood was everywhere. And I'm not kidding. Blood on the mirror, on the floor, and the walls. I was feeling light headed too. I lost too much blood. F*ck that. I need to see Louis again. I NEED to.


    --I love you all!!!! RAWR


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    Once I finished my shopping I hummed and hopped back into the car and started on my way home. I tapped the steering wheel as I hummed along to the tune of some of my favorite songs that played. Occasionally I'd sing along with the lyrics, but for the most part, I stayed quiet, the loudest noise that came from me was my humming. As I arrived at the flat I hopped out, grabbed the bags and headed inside. "Hazza!" I called happily. I had to learn of the events upholding in the bathroom. The events that were most definitely going to haunt not only Harry himself, but me as well. But I was so naive. I didn't notice. Just went to put the things away. I really couldn't cook, but Harry could, so I expected him to cook us dinner tonight. I couldn't even properly put toast into the toaster without either burning the toast to a crisp, or just breaking the toaster all together. Don't even ask how I managed to do that. Not even the good lord knows. When Harry didn't come bounding downstairs the way he usually did, my wide smile faltered a bit. The last time he didn't greet me immediately was when I forgot our first year anniversary. Furrowing my eyebrows, I tried to recall if we had anything special planned today. He hadn't mentioned anything earlier, so I assumed we didn't. I felt as though something was off, but I didn't think too much about it. Nothing ever really went wrong in the Tomlinson-Styles household. "Ohhh where oh where has my Hazza gone, oh where oh where has he been?"


    [size=30pt]«Harry Styles»[/size]


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    I looked up, and quickly put my head in my hands to muffle my crying. But I was still crying. I heard his sweet voice, and it caused my body to begin shaking. I wiped my tears away again, and looked around the bloody bathroom. Louis is going to be so upset. And on our anniversity?! I'm so stupid. I shouldn't have done this. But no, I wanted to cut myself. Why, Harry? Why?


    --I love you all!!!! RAWR


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    My lip caught between my teeth as I didn't get any response. Not the usual giggles, nothing but the eerie silence and that unsettling feeling I got in the pit of my stomach. Furrowing my eyebrows for a moment, I simply stood there idly before I let out a sigh and my shoulders slumped slightly. Maybe I'd done wrong by not texting Harry earlier or something? Or maybe he just wasn't home? Or at least, that's what I thought before I heard the quiet, near inaudible sniffles coming from the bathroom. There was only one person that it could be. That only caused my frown to increase where my usual bright smile was. Why was he upset? Something must have happened while I was out, considering he seemed fine when I had left only this morning. "Ha-Hazza?" I croaked out meekly, as I tiptoed lightly towards the bathroom and opened up the door slowly. And the sight that greeted me was worse than I had anticipated. Instead of just seeing Harry with his cheeks stained with tears and his eyes glassed over and leaking, which was bad enough, the sight was ten times worse. Blood had been smeared all over the walls and mirror, on the floor and the bathtub. My eyes grew wide in horror, and probably looked close to flying from their sockets. But once I glanced at Louis, his face smeared with blood that had obviously come from his slit wrists, the blood on his cheeks mixing with his tears. "Haz..." I squeaked out in alarm. "Wh-wha...?"


    [size=30pt]«Harry Styles»[/size]


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    I whimpered, and nuzzled into my knees. "Don't look at me." I croaked weakly. "I'm hideous." I wiped my tears away, and pushed back against the wall. I whimpered again, and my body began to shake violently as more tears rushed down my face. I covered my face with my hands, and sobbed gently. I left my phone on the counter, and it was lit up with horrible comments from 'fans'. The blade in a small puddle of blood, with blood smeared everywhere. And I mean everywhere. But a rose Sat on the floor, surrounded my blood. I left it, just in case I was gone, and he came into the bathroom. My body was still shaking, causing more blood to leak from my wrists.


    --I love you all!!!!
    RAWR


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    "Harry!" I scolded, shaking my head as I felt the tears collecting in my eyes. "You are far from hideous!" Turning towards his phone, my gaze caught sight of the evil words that had been written. Was that what this was about? I didn't care when people sent hate to me, but when it was sent to my friends, especially my boyfriend, that's when it really got to me. I felt my jaw tighten and I shook my head, gazing down for a moment, before I moved over to Harry and wrapped my arms around him, bringing him close to my chest. "Oh Harry...have you been reading the hate? Babe..." He trailed off for a moment, before he let out a small sigh. "Why, Haz?"

    I whimpered softly. "Yes, I am hideous." I croaked, looking up at him. "I'm a fat, ulgy, fag." I said, staring into his eyes. My eyes flashed the uncomfortable look that I have had for a while. I closed my eyes to let tears leak out. "I dont diserve to be with you." I said.


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    "You're not fat, you're too skinny. You're ribs are showing! If my ribs were showing, would that make me fat too? Look, I have abelly, I'm bigger than you. Does that make me fat?" I whispered shakily as he held him tightly. "You can say you're ugly all you want, but I will always think you're beautiful. And so what if you're gay? Harry don't let the hate get to you. I get hate all the time. But their just words. They can't hurt you unless you let them. And that's exactly what you're doing. You're letting those people win just because they can say something mean. Take the meanings away from those words and their powerless. Just ignore. You have so much praise by our real fans. You're the most popular member of the band! Don't think like that..."

    I whimpered. "By I'm also the most hated." I croaked, and let out a shaky sigh. "You get so much love, and I get some, but I mostly get hate! When I get, like, one comment about myself, and then I get hate, I don't think about the comment. I've always wanted to be like you. Ignoring hate except when its about people you love. I've always wanted to be that. But I can, and its just who I am. I just can't do that. I can't be like you. But, when I look at you, I see the most beautiful person ever. When I look in the mirror, I see a fag and a gay ass. I dont see what I see in you."


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    "I'm gay! Fag is just a mean word for that. There just homophobic girls who wish they were as beautiful as you. You know I can just take the internet away from you so you can't read those comments? You get plenty of love Harry you just look for the bad comments? When I look through you twitter I see like one thing of hate everyday. I'm the most hated member of One Direction because me being 'sassy' makes me rude. I'm not as handsome as you, at least by their words. Should I start believing that to just because someone writes that to me, Harry? You're the one that only tells me that it's not true, their just saying that to get under my sink, but you never listen to your own advice. And I'd do anything to make you realize that you're beautiful. You know what? I don't even care what you think of yourself. You can look at yourself in the mirror everyday and tell yourself your ugly, but I'll look at you everyday and say that you're beautiful. And it doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, it's what's inside that counts and your the sweetest boy I've ever met. You think I'd go out with an asshole? No way! I only go out with the nice ones. And you are so beautiful inside out, don't even try to argue."


    [size=30pt]«Harry Styles»[/size]


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    IC:
    I looked at him with big eyes. Tears leaked from my eyes. I sighed shakily, and closed my eyes. "I don't wanna here anymore...." I croaked. I looked around the bathroom and whimpered. I reached over and picked up the rose gently. I put it so my nose, and took in a deep breath. I then looked at him, with glassy eyes, and tears pooling in them.


    --I love you all!!!!
    RAWR


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    I gave a small nod, and leaned done, pressing my lips to his briefly before I pulled away and squeezed him gently. "First, let's get you cleaned up. Then I'll wash the bathroom up and then you are going to make dinner, and you are going to eat it with me. Okay? Okay." Without another word, I picked up Harry without struggle. He may have been taller but he was much lighter. "I think you're much more beautiful than that silly rose." I breathed into his ear softly, and kissed the side of his head before I sat him down on the couch and got a cold, wet rag and gentle pressed it to the cuts in order to stop the bleeding. "I just don't understand why you didn't talk to me about it." I finally whispered shakily as I looked over at him, tears glassing over my own icy blue eyes. "I just don't get it. You didn't have to cut yourself over it. Was it worth it, Harry? Was it all worth breaking my heart because someone said that you were a fag? Maybe it's me. Maybe it's my fault. I should have noticed you weren't happy...I'm just a terrible boyfriend is all...a good boyfriend would have made sure you were okay. He would have made sure you were happy. God, I'm such an idiot to think that maybe things were okay.."


    [size=30pt]«Harry Styles»[/size]


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    I whimpered and looked at him. "Boo, it's not your fault. You're a wonderful boyfriend. It's just me. And the fans. But it's never going to be your fault." I said. "I love you so much Lou. But I don't think I can control myself when it comes to hate. I don't deal well with those things." I said, kissing his nose softly.


    --I love you all!!!!
    RAWR


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    I turned my head away from him. "I don't care if you don't deal well with those things. I could have lost you that's what I care about! Who cares if someone calls you a fag? You have a boyfriend who loves you. Who cares if someone calls you fat? You're ribs are showing. How is that fat? Who cares if someone calls you ugly? I think you're beautiful. Their opinions don't matter, their all probably ten year olds girls who wish they could be you and have nothing better to do. Now I'm going to spend the rest of my life terrified your going to kill yourself. And, no more internet for you. And I mean it. I will check your history everyday,because I'm not losing you because of some hate." I shook my head and felt another tear slip down my cheeks, as I got his wrists to stop bleeding. I used the rags to wash away the blood from his skin, which had been painted red it seemed. "You're not allowed to touch anything sharp either."


    [size=30pt]«Harry Styles»[/size]


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    I rolled my eyes. "Okay Lou." I said softly, watching him as he rubbed the blood from my wrists. "I'm sorry." I croaked and let a few tears fall down my cheeks. I stared up at him, my eyes still glassed over. Tears pooled in my eyes, as I blinked, causing tears to spill and fall down ny face.


    --I love you all!!!!
    RAWR


    ツLouis Tomlinson☆


    I used my thumbs to brush his tears away, and pecked his lips. "I love you…" I breathed, playing with his luscious thick mop of brow curls. "Could you make dinner while I clean the bathroom? I bought something for you to make…"