(via imgTumble)NIALL STORY. make sure you LISTEN TO THE SONG WHILE YOU READ. I PROMISE YOU IT’S SO MUCH BETTER. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V9QqEWWagAU)
She cried every night. Life wasn’t good for her. She pulled out the knife she kid underneath her bed and took it out, just like any other night. Before she would go to sleep, she would look at herself in the mirror. Fat, pathetic, worthless; those were all words that flashed in her mind. She would cut her wrists until they bled. She was used to the pain it gave her, so she was going to find a different alternative. She was going to end it all. Her life wasn’t going anywhere.
That is, until she found out about One Direction. They would constantly make her happy and laugh; which seemed impossible to her loved ones. They had been trying to make her happy ever since they had discovered the cuts on her arm, and sometimes on her legs. To keep her happy, one of her best friends surprised her with VIP tickets to meet the boys who had honestly saved her life.
She spent every day thinking about what she would say to them, how she would say it, and what they would think about her. She knew they were going to judge her because she wasn’t skinny or pretty. They wouldn’t love her. These negative thoughts made her cut deeper and more constant.
The day finally came; it was her time to meet the boys. They had saved her life; she owed them a genuine thank you. The boys probably wouldn’t think too much of her. She and her friend spent a long time getting their hair situated and their makeup perfect. It was the first time she had worn makeup in a while; she knew that nobody would even notice if she tried to look pretty for once.
They were the last girls in line, just like they had planned. The last people get more time and give the last impressions. She could see them getting closer and closer to them. She couldn’t help but tear up. The day she was dreaming of was finally coming true. She gave her friend a hug and soon, she couldn’t stop the tears from falling.
What her friend didn’t know was she had written the boys a letter. She didn’t know that her friend who had been cutting for so long was about to end her life tonight. After meeting the boys, she didn’t see any other reason for living. The letter was written from her heart; she told them how she was going to end it all tonight and how much respect she had for them.
The first person she gave a hug to was Harry. “Hey babe.” He told her smiling. Right then and there she decided she wouldn’t be giving her letter to Harry. The next was Liam. “Don’t cry, love.” He said, hugging her. She smiled back but didn’t give it to Liam either. Louis gave her a large hug and a nice kiss on the forehead. “Louis, I just want you to know how happy you make me, no matter how shitty I feel.” I said, smiling at him. This caused him and the rest of the boys to laugh. Niall was next. I stretched my arms out to hug him, but he stopped before we could hug. He got a hold of my wrist, and started to rub him thumb over the fresh cuts.
This caused me to close my ears to hold back my tears. He pulled me into his warm embrace and I could feel him pull us away from the others. Once we were alone, Niall looked me straight in my brown eyes. “Why? Why would you do this to yourself?” He looked at me with pain, and I could see his eyes start to water. “Because not all of us have…” I cut myself off before I said anything more. He wiped my tears from my face, allowing me to finish my sentence. “Because, Niall, not all of us have a reason to live.” I gave him the note that had a few tears dried on it.
The group huddled for the picture. They all gave their final goodbyes and Niall gave her one last hug and a kiss on the cheek. “You are worth it. You’re beautiful.” Niall said, one last time. She still didn’t believe those words.
The concert went on, and she was having the best time of her life. Soon, it was over and she went back home. All she could think about was if Niall had read her letter yet.
And he did. All of the boys had read it.
“Dear 1D, first of all let me save you my poor, pathetic story. You guys have saved my life. Honestly, I would be gone. But, that doesn’t matter anymore. Today, I met you all and finally told you how much you all mean to me. That was the only thing I was still living for; to tell you all how much you’ve helped me. Now since we’ve met, I see no reason for me to be living. After the concert, I will go home. And I will kill myself. Don’t try to stop me; I have no reason to live here. I’m worthless, pathetic, and useless. I have no reason to be on this lovely planet Earth. Thank you all so much for what you’ve done. Thank you for making me laugh one last time, thank you for making me cry tears of joy. And, most of all, thank you for reading this. By reading this, it proves that you do care about your fans. It was lovely meeting you today, and you are all lovely gentlemen. One day you will find your princesses, and you better treat them right. I’m so glad that I finally got to meet you, so I could finally leave the world.”
She signed her name with a heart next to it. She also gave them her twitter name and her phone number. Maybe, if they really cared, they would call her. But, she knew they wouldn’t. Her parents and brother were sleeping. She wrote them each separate letters goodbye. The pills were sitting safe in her bedroom closet. By taking 2 of them, they would close up her heart and she would finally be able to stop her pain.
She went on twitter one last time, tweeting her last tweet. She checked her DMs, and the boys didn’t message her. She sighed, and started to let her final tears fall. She checked her phone again, and they were no new texts and no missed calls.
That was it. All of her hope was gone. She swallowed the pills as she lay on her bed, with a smile on her face. She closed her eyes, took in a deep inhale, and she was gone. Her pain was finally over, her tears were finally done falling, and her cuts were finally gone.
What she didn’t know was just moments after she took her last breath; she had 1 new follower and 1 new DM. She had 1 new text and 1 missed call. They were from Niall.
“We just read your letter and we want you to know how perfect you are. Don’t kill yourself, it’s not worth it. No matter how hard it is, if you confide in me, I will help you through it. Please, I’m begging. I saw something in you when we met today and I’d love to get to know you more. Xx Niall.”
Niall didn’t know that she was dead, and he wouldn’t find out until he got that dreaded call. Suicide is never the answer; you affect the people around you more than you think. You can always confide in people to help you and I will ALWAYS be here for ANYBODY.
of course :) i'll get it to you as soon as possible !
replied:thank you so much! x x
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NIALL YOUR EYES, LIAM YOU DERP, HARRY YOU FUCKTARD GFSDSH
holy christ look at how hot niall looks LOOK AT HOW HOT OH MY GOD
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Fuck.
Louis on his knees…like that’s uncommon
HARRYS ON HIS TIPTOES AND LIAM IS LIKE STANDING SUPER STRAIGHT SO THEY COULD BE AS TALL AS HER IM LAUGHING SOOO HARD
That’s gonna be me trololol
the time when Ziall just got out of the garbage chute. The day when the pussies where saved from faptaguise, Thanks to Harry’s high note and the pussy magnet.