Listen to 'The Last Time's by Taylor Swift and Gary Lightbody. It's the song for Lust. I mean listen to it. Now. Like. Forreal. x
(btw this chap is in Charlotte's POV. and a shorty.)
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My eyes could barley stay open, and were hazy.
And my feet couldn't hold up my body.
I don't know if I could keep walking.
But I had to.
I had to get there.
Because I know if I didn't Harry would find me.
And God knows who else could.
Blurs engulfed the air scenery around me, making everything quite distorted.
My body completely stopped, and j fell to the ground.
I pulled myself under some brush, and curled into a small ball.
And soon sleep took me.
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I wake up to rain hitting my face harshly.
I wasn't dead.
Damn.
I was still coming off the daze that came from the pills.
I laced my fingers through my hair and stood up, and began walking.
And that's when I saw it.
The bridge.
I started towards it fastly.
As I got to it, I sat myself on the edge and looked down at the long fall into water.
It would do the trick.
Right?
I just. I didn't want to live.
If Niall couldn't love me, and Harry couldn't.
Then who could?
And what caused Harry to act like that towards me?
I was a bad person.
I was a mistake.
All I did was screw things up.
And that's I was ever good for.
I unscrewed another lid to the pills, and emptied them in my hand. Placing some in my mouth and swallowing, I dropped the bottle and watched it fall.
Just like I soon would.
And the thing is no one would miss me.
They probably wouldn't even look.
I gulped down the rest of the pills which left a dry, burning feeling in my throat.
It was quite intoxicating.
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Should I jump?
I don't have anything to loose.
No one would miss me.
Convincing myself, I slowly stand up and hover over the edge.
So I guess this is goodbye.
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lust // h.s.
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