Author's note: This is my first fanfic, Hope you like it! Disclaimer: I don't own anything but I wish I own 1D!
Chap:3 Laya's POV 2
A second after Niall went back to the other boys I fell asleep. When I woke up it had gone 3 hours and they were gone. I sat up and began to think; why did Niall cry? I'm just a normal girl… or not very normal, not everybody had tried to kill themselves. I felt a bit dizzy so I laid down on the bed again. My thoughts flew back to the time when I was together with Jake. I loved him back then, but he was sick. He wasn't dying or something in that direction, no. But he saw things that weren't there. He began to believe that I was dangerous and he hit me several times. He was put in a mental hospital and then, I started to cut. No one loved me. Not even Jake. I came back from my thoughts and stood up. I got my phone and a remote from a shelf. I logged on to twitter and the first thing I saw was: "Why does Niall care for you? You´re ugly and you should die!" I started to cry. I put my phone down and took the glass of water from the bench and hit it in the ground. I took a piece from the shattered glass and placed it gently to my thigh. I pushed it harder to my skin and saw the thick blood drop on the floor. I went to the bed and laid down. This time I put the glass to my neck. It felt warm and relieving. I still had the remote in my hand. I threw it away and it hit a bunch of flowers on the bench. I suddenly remembered that I had promised Niall that I wouldn't die. I took a piece of the hospital dress and started to pat on the wounds. Soon the hole dress was covered in blood. I started to feel dizzy and I knew that I wouldn't be awake In a couple of minutes. I wanted to tell Niall that I thought of him before I fainted so I quickly got a pen and some paper from the desk next to the door and began to write; Niall, I didn't mean to d~ I fell down on the floor and was no longer conscious.