"Olivia, sweetheart are you okay?"
Harry says through the door. "...Olivia."
I swing the door open jump from seeing how close harry was.
"Ya...um im just gonna go...I'll be back."
"Where are you going? do you want me to come with?" Harry asks
Gosh he's so cute.
"Umm no, I'll be back."
I walk down the stairs an grab my keys getting ready to go.
"Olivia!" Harry yells from up the stairs.
"Yes?"
"I know what just happened might've been too much to handle or you need space, but please just be careful and don't do anything that I wouldn't do."
Gosh he's so sweet. I know I should be staying with him, but I want to get out of the house for a minute.
I kiss him on the lips and wave goodbye to liam and zayn and leave.
I go into my car not even knowing where the fuck I'm going and what I'm doing.
I really do want to kill myself, but I just can't let Harry know.
I pick my phone up and start dialing a number.
"Hello?"
"Hey jerry."
"Oh hey Olivia. You miss me?"
I'm not with him but I can already see the smirk on his face.
"Umm do you have drugs?"
"What kind?"
"Nothing with smoke, I can't let Harry know what I'm doing."
"Ohh I see, you sneaking the shit from him?"
"Ya. And also no shot shit."
"Okay, I would recommend some cocaine. It's strong though."
"That's fine, I'm on my way to pick it up... Oh shit, I need money. How much is it?"
"$360 a pound."
"Okay, I only need an ounce."
"Okay that'll be $57."
"Okay. Bye."
"Bye."
I hang up my phone and look through my wallet and see I only have $40.
shit, I have to go back inside.
I run back inside but luckily nobodies around so I just take $20 out of Harry's wallet.
"Damn Olivia, is this what it has come too?" Zayn says
"Shit. Zayn you can't tell. I need the money."
"So you can buy some drugs right? I've been there, don't that. I wouldn't recommend it though."
"Please zayn."
"I just trying to help. Drugs is not a fun thing, it can really change you and your life. What were you going to get anyway?"
"Cocaine."
"Damn Olivia. That's some strong shit for an armature."
I set the money back in the bag and start to cry.
"I don't know what it's come too, me calling jerry so he can hook me up. I don't know what to do zayn."
I walk up to him and he pulls me in for a hug.
"Help me." I whisper.
"Shh it's okay. What I would recommend is going upstairs to Harry and telling him what happened instead of him finding out himself." Zayn says
I nod my head.
"But first..." Zayn says.
He wipes the eyeliner from under my eyes.
"Thank you." I whisper.