ShanaynaySchall

*Trigger Warning!!!!* Self harm appears in this. If you have ever dealt with or still deal with self harm, read with caution. I hope you get help and feel better soon! *Nobody’s P.O.V.* Michael sat on the couch, watching whatever’s on the T.V. Gavin;s in the bathroom. He’s putting away Michael’s medicine. Just pain meds. Michael looked down at his arms. The stitches looked better from the first day. “Michael, come ‘er a sec.” Michael stood up. He walked to the bathroom, staring at Gavin. He looked at the pain medicine in Gavin’s hands. “What time did you takes these last?” Micha

*Michael's P.O.V.* I walked into my room. The hospital has been nice to me, way to bland, though, but still nice. The last time I actually heard from Gavin was the day he sent me here. Which happened to be a month ago. But, God, I miss him so fucking much. I miss his stupid British accent and that dumb nose of his. He should be coming to get me soon. They don't usually tell the patients, wanting it to be a surprise for them. "Mr. Jones." I turn to see the nurse who's been taking care of me for the time I'm here. "Are... Is he here?" Her smile brightened. "Come see." She held the door open for me. I bolted out the door, running for the fr

*Nobody’s P.O.V.* “Gavin, you asshole. Answer your damn phone!” Michael said aloud. “Gavin, I need you right now! I’m scared! I can’t do this on my own! It’s here Gavin!” Michael sobs to the empty room. “It’s here and it has me right in its claws, and it won’t stop shredding me! It won’t let me breathe and soon I’ll be nothing.” Michael’s voice was quiet. He heard mental footsteps of Gavin, wishing he were here. He imagined Gavin’s hands on his shoulders, running through his hair, rubbing his back. “Where are you when I need you?”

Phil is a Faunus(RWBY reference). He is a cat Faunus and hasn’t told Dan. Have a ball. ______________________________________________________________________________ Phil stirred in his sleep, trying to wake up. He opens his eyes to blinding lights. The sun-rays shown through the window blinds. He sat up. He scratched his head, feeling the familiar pointed ears on his head. Sighing, he stood up. ‘Shower-time,” he said in his head. He dreaded water. ‘Of course.’ He smirked to himself. He looked into his body mirror. His pointed black ears stood tall and his black tail swung from side to side. He walked to th

Michael stood atop the roof. He was scared for his life, but it was the only way. He sat down, waiting for Gavin to show up. He looked for the British man, but seen no trace of him. He sighed. He hadn’t seen him in almost a year. When he finally contacted him, Gavin was in hysterics. Gavin was Michael’s best friend. Things change though. Michael was sad when he had to leave. Michael didn’t really leave though. He was still in the state of Texas. He just couldn’t see other people. Michael was in trouble. He couldn’t do anything about it. And now, is in even more trouble than he was before. Michael waited and wait

“I’m so tired of this shit, dammit!” Harry thought. “Womanizer.”  “Ladies’ Man.” “One-Night Stand.” He closed his eyes, tears threatening to fall. “I don’t even like women!” He yelled. A new tweet popped on his phone. He threw his phone at the wall. “Why don’t you just kill yourself, Styles. You’re breaking everyone. So just do us a favor.” He ran into the bathroom. He slammed the door closed. Placing his hands on the door, he sobbed. He didn’t deserve this. “What did I do to deserve this? I’m sorry I’m gay, oka

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Michael swore to himself. The apartment never seemed more somber. “Gavin, I’m so sorry.” Michael sunk into the couch. The game they had been playing is still on. ‘Minecraft.’ Michael’s head when to his hands. He wasn’t gonna cry. He couldn’t He thought about how much they’ve been fighting for the past month. This fight may have just ruined them. Michael cringed at the thought of losing Gavin. His Gavin. His Gavy Wavy. “What you want, what you need, has been killing me. Trying to be everything that you want me to be.” Gavin walked to the park.

*Dean's P.O.V.* "Fuck! Ahh shit, it burns!" I yell. I've just gotten shampoo in my eye. 'Just drain it out with water, Dean,' I think. I open my eye to only get more into it. "Fuckin hell!" I wash out my hair first cause I don't need anymore shampoo in my eye. "Are you alright, Dean?" I open my burning eyes to see Castial in the shower with me. "Get out of here!" Castial's trench coat is soaking wet and water filled his shoes. "Dean, are you okay? You didn't call for me, but I wa-." I cut him off. "I've got shampoo in my eye, Cas. I'm just fine right now. Now, get the hell out." Cas stepped out, with the squish of his shoes telling Dean he w

*Louis’ P.O.V.* I cannot even find my 4 period class. Where in the fucking hell is it! Good God! I let out of sigh from frustration. Just then, I seen that familiar bleach blonde head with a taller, more muscular kid. “Hey. Louis, you were suppose to wait in your last period class for me. You get to Trig, right?” I looked at my schedule again. “How’d you know?” Niall smiled. “Because you’re in it with Li and I.” He smiled and stood there for a minute. Then, his face exploded. “OH! This is Li. Louis. Li.” The brunette walked up to me. “It’s Liam.” He turned to

*Louis's p.o.v.* I woke up to the stupid alarm clock blaring 'Call Me Maybe' by Carly Ray Jepsen..... that song is so fucking annoying, I'm going to shoot it. I look at my phone and the time was still too early for my liking. "7 in the fucking morning...... I hate school." I walk into the bathroom to see my mum and Lottie doing the twin's hair. "Morning sleeping beauty! How'd you sleep at the new house?" My mum said happily.  "Morning. And great actually. Cause the there were no people throwing rocks and eggs at the house this time." My mum looked at me with a shocked expression. "Well maybe if you wouldn't have come out, we wouldn't be in t