Chapter 57

Harry's POV

Why does he hate me?! I don't understand....

That guy has hurt me more than anyone, I've never said anything to him, I don't even know him. Why does he hate me? I just want to know...what have I done that angers him so much? Is it because I'm famous? Maybe he doesn't like boy-bands...

Whatever his reason, that's not an excuse to hurt me...he's been bullying me for days, I didn't mention it to Louis, he'd be enraged, I actually think he might kill Edward if he could get away with it...

First the guy beats me up, not one but two times, now he tracks me down and senselessly bullies me online...

I worked up enough courage to retweet him, I know he can't punch me or anything, but words hurt just as much...maybe worse

"What did I ever do to you?" I sent the message and waited for a response, I sat on my bed hugging my knees and crying. I want this to be over...maybe I'll end it all...

My phone buzzed and I snatched it up

"What did you ever do to me? You were born that's all. Go back to hell where you came from and take your boyfriend with you"

I angrily threw my phone at the wall as hot tears filled my eyes. I screamed into my pillow, clenching my fists sobbing uncontrollably. I can't do this anymore...just being alive...is this some kind of cruel joke? Does he find this amusing? I certainly don't, how is making another persons life a living hell enjoyable? Does he know how much he hurts me, how much I want to die because of him? If he knew...would he care?

If only Louis were here....but he's not, and he can't stop me this time...

I swallowed the huge lump in my throat and slowly got to my feet, I went over to my dresser and opened the drawer, I dug around and pulled out my blade, the only friend I'll ever have...