One direction preferences book 2

You attempt suicide part 2

Please read part 1 before reading this. Also if you have a problem with this please don't read. I love you guys all!!! Also watch the video on the side

disclaimer: the harry one is similar in some ways to ahs. so yeah don't send me messages complaining about it because i am very aware!

Harry: You gasped, vomiting all over the floor as Harry stuck two fingers down your throat. You coughed and gasped and coughed more as the poison fled from your body.

"Oh my God, Oh my God," Harry cried, holding your violently shaking body against his chest. He sobbed and sobbed and all you could do was stare emotionless at the floor.

He picked up your body, and laid you down on the bed. Harry stood at the foot of the bed, sniffling and watching your beautiful, frowning face. "(Y/N)... Say something. Please."

"Why did you do that?" you whispered, staring at the ceiling.

"I-I love you, and I... I c-can't imagine my life without you. I just don't... Why?" he breathlessly gaped, shallowing hard.

"What?" you breathed.

"Why did you do it?" he quietly asked, tears staining his cheeks.

"I wanted to die," you answered simply.

"But why?" he spoke, raising his voice.

"I have nothing to live for. I receive messages every goddamn day letting me know how much I'm not wanted. I don't have many friends. Even my boyfriend is here less the time than my happiness, which is very, very little, Harry."

He started to cry again, his shoulders shaking as he tried to control his breathing. "I'm so, so sorry. I never wanted this to happen. I was so fucking blind, I was being such a dick. But I love you. So much. And I need-no. I can't breathe without you. And I'm so, so sorry that it took your suicide for me to realize it." By now he was sobbing, on his knees at the foot of the bed, head in hands.

You looked at him for the first time. "C'mere."

His head shot up, and he quickly stumbled onto the bed, lying down next to you and you wrapped your arms around him gently, your fingers playing lightly in his hair. His shoulders shook still, even in your gentle embrace. "Shh," you cooed. "I love you."

"I love you so fucking much. You don't know how scared I was." And with that, he shifted, wrapping his arms around you as well, as you fell asleep in each others arms.

Liam: When he was finally allowed into your hospital room, his heart nearly exploded from his chest. There you were, lying on the bed, fast asleep. He crept forward, quietly shutting the door behind him, and walked carefully to the chair next to your bed where he sat down. He took your limp hand in his, and kissed your knuckles.

"Mmm..." you groaned, fluttering your eyes open. "Liam?"

"Yeah, babe, it's me. Go back to sleep," he whispered, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb.

You didn't oblige, and instead propped yourself up to a sitting position, wincing at the sudden piercing pain in your side.

Liam noticed, and explained. "They had to pump your stomach. Awful process, really. I almost had to slip out of the room, but I just couldn't leave you. I mean, until you needed to rest, and they made me leave. I didn't want to though."

"You stayed here the whole time? Why?"

"Are you kidding? I couldn't leave you if I wanted to. You're a piece of me. I need you, and I always will."

To this, you wiped a few tears from your hallow cheeks and wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face into his shoulder. "I'm sorry for putting you through this," you whimpered.