Chapter 32

Harry's POV

Louis smiled at me, "that's the best way to get you to shut up" I grinned at him, putting my hands over my face, he snickered and ruffled my hair. I laid back on his chest and looked up at him, he smiled and stroked my cheek, "hazz, I don't mean to ruin the moment but I have to pee" "go pee then" he nodded and jumped up, he ran into the bathroom, and slammed the door "ahhhh" I got up and sat outside the bathroom door, "are you still peeing?" I giggled, banging on the door. "Stop it hazz! And yes so go away"

"nooo I'll wait for you"

"yeeees, go sit on the bed I'll be right out"

"ugh fine"

I got to my feet and paced around the room, it was really hot in there, I wanted to take off my shirt but I also don't want Louis, (or anyone for that matter) to see my cuts, it's gotten worse and my arms look horrible...from my wrist barely up to my shoulder, is covered in cuts...I know shouldn't be cutting that much but it seems like it helps..I don't know what else to do...but you know what, this is me..so if it bothers anyone I'm sorry...I just hope I don't gross Louis out, what will he think?

I glanced toward the closed bathroom door and bit my lip, I slowly slipped off my sweater, feeling extremely exposed and uncomfortable, I walked over to the mirror above one of the dressers, I cringed seeing my reflection and how awful I looked, I guess I hadn't realized how bad my cuts looked, I'm always wearing long sleeves though to cover them up...I hate looking at them, I know I've destroyed my body and I feel ugly...even though the boys know, I don't like wearing shot sleeves in front of them, I feel like I'm forcing them look at my cuts when they shouldn't (and probably) wouldn't want to....

I quickly turned around when I heard the bathroom door unlock, I threw my sweater on the floor and jumped in the bed, hiding under the blanket.

"What are you doing?" Louis laughed, smacking my back. "Don't look at me" I mumbled. "Why not, I looked at you a few minutes ago" he tugged on the blanket, "fine I'm coming in" he snickered and lifted up the sheets, he crawled under the blanket and grinned at me, his smile faded when he saw me..."hazz..." I gently kicked him away from me, he tore the blanket off and tossed it on the floor, he crawled next to me and carefully grabbed one of my arms. He set it down, and then hugged me. I began sobbing and he put his hand under my chin, lifting my head up and gazing into my eyes. "why are you crying?" "I'm hideous.." I sniffed, pulling my knees up to my chest and laying my head on them. "You are not, I still think you're beautiful" Louis whispered, brushing his fingers over a row of cuts and sighing. Did he just call me beautiful? ok Louis stop...it's not true...

"h-how can you s-say I'm still beautiful?" I asked, wiping my cheek and holding up my arm. Louis took my arm and kissed it, "because, with or without the cuts you've always been beautiful, and it shows how strong you are, you've been through so much and haven't given up" see people? This is why I love him, only he could say that, no one else would love me if I'm covered in cuts...

"C'mere" Louis held out his arms and motioned for me to lay down with him, "I'll sleep in here tonight, ok?"

I nodded and closed my eyes, I love him so much, maybe one day he'll love me too.

Is this chapter weird? Idk lol xD