Harry styles imagines.

••He stops you from suicide••[REQUEST]

He stops you from killing yourself
*trigger warning*
YBF - your best friend
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You just couldn't do it anymore. The hate, the depression. It was too much. Harry was never home anymore. He was always traveling or doing shows with the guys. No one cared.

For the past few weeks, you had been preparing for this. Eastbrook Bridge was where you and Harry had your first kiss. You wanted to be happy one last time before you died, so you decided to do it there.

And today was the day. You look down at your skinny body, worn down from days without eating. Your wrists hold many scars from nights where you couldn't take the pain any more.

You read over your suicide note to Harry. Not like he would look at it anyway.

It was getting dark, and a storm was coming, so you knew you had to go. Harry was with the boys at the studio, he wouldn't be back for a while.

You got in your car and started to drive. You thought about earlier today, when you went off on your best friend for scolding you about your depression. You wished you could have said goodbye. And you did, partly. Hopefully she wouldn't get the hint and try and stop you.

You make it to the bridge as the thunderstorm gets heavier and heavier. You strip down to your undergarments and unravel your earphones, putting them into your ears. Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran was you and Harry's favorite love song. You wanted to listen to it one last time before you died, to relish in what you used to have with Harry. The love you have. The love he doesn't have anymore.

You get out of your car and walk to the end of the bridge. Carefully, you climb over the railing and stand on the few inches hanging off the edge. The water down below is calm and inviting. You're soaked to the bone, but you don't mind. You turn on the song, loud so you can't hear even the rain. You belt out the words, thinking of how passionately Harry kissed you on this bridge. Of how much he used to love you. Of how the hate was just too much to bear.

As the song ends, you dangle one foot over the edge.

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Harry's POV
20 minutes earlier
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I couldn't stop laughing. Niall's joke was just too funny.

"Are you serious? That really happened?" I say. He nods, not being able to talk. Liam and Zayn are on the floor, and Louis leans on me for support. Niall is just hilarious.

Today has been a great day. The lads and I have been practicing for the new tour, and I can't wait! The only thing is I miss my girlfriend, Y/N like crazy. I love her so much, but I haven't seen her as much as I would like lately. I hope she understands.

Suddenly, the door to the studio bursts open, and Y/N's best friend, YBF runs in.

"Harry!" She's frantic.

"YBF? What is it? What's wrong?" I get up.

"Y/N's gonna kill herself. She's gonna jump off Eastbrook Bridge. We have to go, now!" My heart contracts.

"What? How do you know?" I run over to her.

"She got mad at me today, and said something about the bridge. She's not home. We have to go now!" The boys and I sprint to her car and jump in. She drives like a maniac, but we can't seem to get there fast enough.

"YBF, go faster!" I yell. I run my shaky fingers through my hair. What if we're too late? We get to the bridge. I can hardly see through the rain. Everyone piles out of the car, and I start to run. I can see her, at the end of the bridge. Where I first kissed her. Where I realized I loved her. I can hear her, she's singing our love song. She must be freezing, she's only in her bra and underwear.

"Y/N!" I scream. "Y/N stop!" She can't hear me. I see her start to put a foot over the edge. "No!" I run faster.

I'm so close. I reach for her. She jumps.

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Your POV.
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The feeling of falling is stopped and your phone is ripped from your grasp, falling to the water below. However, you have stopped moving. Someone is above you, screaming down. You look up through your tears. It's Harry.

"Harry!" You sob. "Let me go!" He's shaking his head, crying.

"Never! I'll never let you go." He pulls you up into his arms. You hit his chest and scream in anger.

"Why didn't you just let me die? I wanna die, Harry." You whimper. Your strength is gone. He lifts your chin to look at him.

"Why?" He croaks out. "Why would you want this? I love you so much, is that not enough? I can't lose you." He kisses you before holding you close in his arms. Someone puts a coat over you.

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A few hours later
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You sip slowly from your warm tea and brush your hair away from your shoulder. It's wet still, but clean. Harry gave you a bath when you arrived home. You both have been quiet. The boys sit around the fire with you, making sure you're okay. You ate, and your stomach is filled. Harry holds you close, not letting you go. You know this is a mistake. Harry loves you. You just didn't see that because he was away.

He kisses your forehead. You close you eyes, and everything is okay.

A/N: The request was self harm but we sorta changed it, hope you don't mind love x Tell us what you think? ❤️💓❤️

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