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You had to go to the hospital. You had suffered from eating disorders for a long time. Depression and cutting were your daily life. You didn't like yourself. You looked at the mirror as you ran your hands down your cheeks, your neck, your boobs, your stomach your thighs, your legs, as your eyes watered. You couldn't take it anymore, and you shouted at yourself; "UGLY. UGLY. UGLY." with these words your warm body fell on the bed as you hid your face inside your hands. You started crying, as you broke down. ''Shane?" you heard your older brother's voice from downstairs. You got up, and shouted; "I'm coming" you ran at the bathroom, took a blade and managed to cut along your wrist. You felt so good, thought that would take it all away. You threw the blade inside the shower, bandaged the cut and went downstairs, covering your pain inside the long sleeves of your 1D hoodie, and behind a fake smile. You got inside the car as your parents started driving..
It's 6am. The doctor's words had shocked you a lot. They kept you inside. And what with that?what's gonna change?Nothing. You got up, as your parents had been gone for a while. You walked around the hospital, when you fell on your doctor. "Shane what are you doing here?You should be sleeping." he said in an annoyed voice.. you were ready to reply in an ironic tone, but suddenly something cut you off. The boy that just came..his curly hair..his dimples his green eyes, his perfect shapped face. Harry Styles. Harry Styles stood there. One second away. Your heart slowly starting beating harder. You couldn't listen anything around you. "Doctor, so, he'll get out tomorrow?" he said in a husky voice. The doctor nodded, as Harry turned and looked at me. "Are you..alright?" he asked me. "Are you talking to..me?" you replied as your thoughts almost ate you alive. "You are so ugly Shane he will never notice you. He is so perfect for you" you thought. "I-am okay. you said, shaking. Harry raised a brow. "You don't seem to be. Oh, I'm Harry. By the way." he said and offered you his hand gently. You shaked it a bit, and smiled, you couldn't resist. "Yeah, I am. I'm Shane." "And I'm the doctor. Now Shane go to sleep." "But.." you moaned. "Can I go her to her room?" Harry asked, his hand still on mine. "Okay, be careful." the doctor said, and left. Harry lead me into my room. "Thanks." you said, looking at him. "You're welcome Shane. Sweet dreams. I'll come and see you tomorrow.'' ''But, why will you come and see me?I'm nothing.'' you growled. He looked inside your eyes deeply, his look was judging. ''Shane, I will be here tomorrow morning. No matter what you say. Goodnight.'' he nodded his head once, and walked out the room. You went and sat on your bed, got inside the sheets as you turned the light off as you tried to get warm. Then, the thoughts started again. You thought of everything. You couldn't believe it. You didn't have a chance with him, why would you?What if he was faking everything?Then, you got a text. It was from your ex. He liked teasing you, making fun of you. So, you read.. ''I don't even know why I went out with you, slut.'' you took a deep breath, and threw your mobile phone away. You got up from your bed, and directed yourself into the hospital room's bathroom. You couldn't take it anymore. But this time, it wasn't just a simple cut. Your parents weren't here, they probably went to sleep back home. Your brother wasn't here either. You were alone for the next at least 5 hours. You opened the door, as the cracking sound of it echoed the room. You stepped inside, slowly but you knew what you wanted. You looked around, and you found what you wanted. Pills. You walked a bit forward, took the bottle of the pills inside your hands. You looked at yourself in the mirror. You were pale. But not afraid of what you were gonna do. You closed your eyes, and pulled out some pillows from the little bottle to your hands. You leaned your head behind, took a deeper breath. You managed to whisper; ''Nobody will miss me, anyway.'' you brought the pills inside your mouth, ready to swallow them. Then suddenly a voice sounded inside the hospital room, to the bathroom. ''Shane??Where are you..?'' you tried to swallowed the pillows fast, but you choked on them. A figure suddenly ran into the bathroom. ''WHAT ARE YOU DOING?'' his voice seemed broken, as he got closer to you, and started hitting your back so you can take all of the pills you hardly swallowed out ιn the washstand. When he finally did it, he wrapped your arm around him, and lifted you up. You couldn't manage to see his face. Your tears were spilling down your top, his shirt. But he didn't seem to mind. He went and sat in bed with you, holding you inside his arms, pulling your head into his chest. He stroked your hair until you stopped crying. He lifted your face up,and made you look at him. ''Ha-Harry?'' you whimpered, starting to get so embarassed of this right now. ''Yes, it's me. It's okay.'' he nodded sweetly at you, trying to calm you down for once again. After you've calmed down, he looked inside your eyes. ''Why did you do it?'' he said, his voice calm. You couldn't resist to him. You told him everything. Everything that bothered you. He looked shocked, but he was still calm. Then he replied. ''Wow. I never thought somebody could actually treat someone like you this way. Don't listen to them. Everything will get better. I'll be here for you. I know you'll never believe me when I say that you're beautiful. But for me you are. Everything about you is, Shane. When your heart is broken, when you don't feel like living anymore.. I'll be here. You got me in your life now. I'll never leave. I promise you. I'll give my everything to make you happy. My everything.'' He squeezed your hand, and entwined his fingers with yours. You listened to him, nodded once, and stroked your face. Tears were streaming down your face, you never heard someone talking to you so nicely. His green eyes explored your face, as he leaned in, and kissed your forehead sweetly. You feel asleep in each other arms.~
~3 months have passed from that night. You have been dating until then. Today all you could see in yourself was beautiful. You stopped taking pills, you stopped cutting. You stopped seeing everything around you ugly. People stopped judging you, and even if they did, you stayed strong. Today, the new One Direction single would be out. You were sitting in Harry's arms, as the song started playing. Its title?Little Things. That's the song Harry had written about you.

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You had to go to the hospital. You had suffered from eating disorders for a long time. Depression and cutting were your daily life. You didn't like yourself. You looked at the mirror as you ran your hands down your cheeks, your neck, your boobs, your stomach your thighs, your legs, as your eyes watered. You couldn't take it anymore, and you shouted at yourself; "UGLY. UGLY. UGLY." with these words your warm body fell on the bed as you hid your face inside your hands. You started crying, as you broke down. ''Shane?" you heard your older brother's voice from downstairs. You got up, and shouted; "I'm coming" you ran at the bathroom, took a blade and managed to cut along your wrist. You felt so good, thought that would take it all away. You threw the blade inside the shower, bandaged the cut and went downstairs, covering your pain inside the long sleeves of your 1D hoodie, and behind a fake smile. You got inside the car as your parents started driving..
It's 6am. The doctor's words had shocked you a lot. They kept you inside. And what with that?what's gonna change?Nothing. You got up, as your parents had been gone for a while. You walked around the hospital, when you fell on your doctor. "Shane what are you doing here?You should be sleeping." he said in an annoyed voice.. you were ready to reply in an ironic tone, but suddenly something cut you off. The boy that just came..his curly hair..his dimples his green eyes, his perfect shapped face. Harry Styles. Harry Styles stood there. One second away. Your heart slowly starting beating harder. You couldn't listen anything around you. "Doctor, so, he'll get out tomorrow?" he said in a husky voice. The doctor nodded, as Harry turned and looked at me. "Are you..alright?" he asked me. "Are you talking to..me?" you replied as your thoughts almost ate you alive. "You are so ugly Shane he will never notice you. He is so perfect for you" you thought. "I-am okay. you said, shaking. Harry raised a brow. "You don't seem to be. Oh, I'm Harry. By the way." he said and offered you his hand gently. You shaked it a bit, and smiled, you couldn't resist. "Yeah, I am. I'm Shane." "And I'm the doctor. Now Shane go to sleep." "But.." you moaned. "Can I go her to her room?" Harry asked, his hand still on mine. "Okay, be careful." the doctor said, and left. Harry lead me into my room. "Thanks." you said, looking at him. "You're welcome Shane. Sweet dreams. I'll come and see you tomorrow.'' ''But, why will you come and see me?I'm nothing.'' you growled. He looked inside your eyes deeply, his look was judging. ''Shane, I will be here tomorrow morning. No matter what you say. Goodnight.'' he nodded his head once, and walked out the room. You went and sat on your bed, got inside the sheets as you turned the light off as you tried to get warm. Then, the thoughts started again. You thought of everything. You couldn't believe it. You didn't have a chance with him, why would you?What if he was faking everything?Then, you got a text. It was from your ex. He liked teasing you, making fun of you. So, you read.. ''I don't even know why I went out with you, slut.'' you took a deep breath, and threw your mobile phone away. You got up from your bed, and directed yourself into the hospital room's bathroom. You couldn't take it anymore. But this time, it wasn't just a simple cut. Your parents weren't here, they probably went to sleep back home. Your brother wasn't here either. You were alone for the next at least 5 hours. You opened the door, as the cracking sound of it echoed the room. You stepped inside, slowly but you knew what you wanted. You looked around, and you found what you wanted. Pills. You walked a bit forward, took the bottle of the pills inside your hands. You looked at yourself in the mirror. You were pale. But not afraid of what you were gonna do. You closed your eyes, and pulled out some pillows from the little bottle to your hands. You leaned your head behind, took a deeper breath. You managed to whisper; ''Nobody will miss me, anyway.'' you brought the pills inside your mouth, ready to swallow them. Then suddenly a voice sounded inside the hospital room, to the bathroom. ''Shane??Where are you..?'' you tried to swallowed the pillows fast, but you choked on them. A figure suddenly ran into the bathroom. ''WHAT ARE YOU DOING?'' his voice seemed broken, as he got closer to you, and started hitting your back so you can take all of the pills you hardly swallowed out ιn the washstand. When he finally did it, he wrapped your arm around him, and lifted you up. You couldn't manage to see his face. Your tears were spilling down your top, his shirt. But he didn't seem to mind. He went and sat in bed with you, holding you inside his arms, pulling your head into his chest. He stroked your hair until you stopped crying. He lifted your face up,and made you look at him. ''Ha-Harry?'' you whimpered, starting to get so embarassed of this right now. ''Yes, it's me. It's okay.'' he nodded sweetly at you, trying to calm you down for once again. After you've calmed down, he looked inside your eyes. ''Why did you do it?'' he said, his voice calm. You couldn't resist to him. You told him everything. Everything that bothered you. He looked shocked, but he was still calm. Then he replied. ''Wow. I never thought somebody could actually treat someone like you this way. Don't listen to them. Everything will get better. I'll be here for you. I know you'll never believe me when I say that you're beautiful. But for me you are. Everything about you is, Shane. When your heart is broken, when you don't feel like living anymore.. I'll be here. You got me in your life now. I'll never leave. I promise you. I'll give my everything to make you happy. My everything.'' He squeezed your hand, and entwined his fingers with yours. You listened to him, nodded once, and stroked your face. Tears were streaming down your face, you never heard someone talking to you so nicely. His green eyes explored your face, as he leaned in, and kissed your forehead sweetly. You feel asleep in each other arms.~
~3 months have passed from that night. You have been dating until then. Today all you could see in yourself was beautiful. You stopped taking pills, you stopped cutting. You stopped seeing everything around you ugly. People stopped judging you, and even if they did, you stayed strong. Today, the new One Direction single would be out. You were sitting in Harry's arms, as the song started playing. Its title?Little Things. That's the song Harry had written about you.