Chapter 5

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Songs: When I'm Gone x Eminem ❤ , Yellow Raincoat x Justin Bieber (this has nothing to do with the topic of this chapter haa)

After the session of therapy, I bump into a few random people from school. They start staring, but I ignore it as usual. Something inside me says that I should really say something to them. My conscious is telli--

"Harry, Harry Styles?" Someone interrupts my thoughts. When I turn around I'm so shocked to see who it is. I have to run. Anything. But my feet won't move. My mouth is dry and I'm trying to figure out why this person is here. Speechless, I run as fast as I can to get away from them. That's until I black out.

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"Owww." I complain. Right now I don't know where I am but I can't feel anything. I'm numb. When I finally open my eyes, I see my mum standing before me.

"Doctor! He's up!" I see her pushing the red little button and her tears forming.

"What happened?" Is all I manage to say. I'm in excruciating pain and I feel like I may throw up at any given second.

"Honey you got hit by a car and was in a coma for a week. I don't know why you were running but witnesses said you were running away from a person." She says. Its with more of a question though.

"Oh. No I wasn't paying attention and I thought it was my turn to cross the street. Guess I was wrong." I casually say like it was true. She looks at me with concern and that's when my doctor finally comes in.

"Harry, how are you feeling?" He asks.

"Good sir. I'm just sore 'til its numb."

"Okay, well I have some bad news for you and possibly good news." I don't like good news because when they mean good news, its really not. I don't care about the bad news. I mean I am used to it.

"The good news is that you should be out in a day, but the bad news is that you have to be treated into a facility." This isn't right. Why? I get hit by a car and this is the news I receive.

"Why! I haven't even done anything." I yell and try to take all of these things off of me. I don't even know what this is but it is surely beeping now.

"Well I talked to your therapist, and she actually came up to your school to scope out on you. And well she saw that you have no one there to talk to. She also saw that you were being, what I believe, is bullying." His eyebrows are furrowed when I look at him.

"No! I-I don't need anyone! I hate li- .. everything as it is, and now you're putting me in a facility! What more do I need? Can't you see what's happening. None of the things I have that's supposed to work, actually never work. This is a waste of your money because its never going to help me!" I try to get up but my mum holds me down.

I need Amanda. I've only talked to her a few times but she really calms my nerves. We have this, this connection. I just don't know what.
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Amanda's POV

10:30pm and I don't know what to do. I'm sleepy but I could go for a walk. I want to bump into Harry again but I doubt that is going to happen. My mom and dad aren't here because they are at dinner, but it is kind of boring. I mine as well take a stroll around the park.

I throw on a pair of converse and head out the door.

I honestly don't know what's wrong with me, but Harry and I have this connection. Its like I know him in this strange way. Its sort of cool. Then again maybe I like him. He is attractive. What am I saying? We don't even talk like that. Maybe he doesn't talk because the kids at school treat him wrong. He looks like a pretty good dude.

I hope he comes through the next time I see him. He seems as if he has a lot in his life. Everyone goes through some things. Especially teenagers. So maybe that's the case for him?

I'm waiting to get the nice and comfortable side I know is there out of him. He doesn't seem like a shallow person or an imbecile, so we may just be the best of friends. At least I hope.

Yes Ik my chapters are short, I'm going to be making them longer. Which means that the parts of my book are going to be shorter. Give me a break I'm only 13 hehe. anyway, please please vote, comment, and shaaare.

x I.S (haaaaa my last name initial is the same as harrrress)

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