Possessive // h.s

Chapter fourteen

Sorry mild language:

"WHY THE FUCK IS HE IN A MENTAL HOSPITAL. THERES NOTHIG WRONG WITH HIM". I was screaming at the top of my lungs at this police.

"M'am calm down please, there's no need to raise your voice at me". He furrowed his brows continuing to fill in paperwork. I rolled my eyes and continued to banter.

"Actually there is. Why is my boyfriend in a mental hospital". Shit! I clamped a hand over my mouth as soon as the words were said. Shit, shit, shit.

"Excuse me...boyfriend?" He looked pissed and confused all at the same time.
"Well it just so happens your 'boyfriend' (he air quoted) is the one responsible for missing teens".

My breath hitched in my throat and my stomach jumped up and down. I wanted to throw up.
"W-what". I couldn't take it. He's kidnapped others. I'm such and idiot thinking everything about him was perfect.
"He would be in jail, but we ran some tests on him and it seems he has a chemical imbalance in his brain, as well a diagnosis of phycological schizophrenia". His words hit me like kicks to my stomach.

"What does phycological schizophrenia mean?" I blinked back the tears and looked him dead in the eye.
"It's where your mental state is damaged, you hallucinate things, you hear voices in your head, ones that only you can hear. You experience mood swings, such as depression. As well as
delusions, disorganized speech (e.g., frequent derailment or incoherence), and grossly disorganized or catatonic behavior".

I blinked my eyes slowly processing everything he had said. When I think about it Harry did have very deep changes in his moods a lot but never have I seen him do the others things in front of me.
"How long will he be in there for?" I managed to croak out, not trusting my emotional state at the moment.
"Weeks, months, even years. It depends on how bad his symptoms are".
I couldn't help it, I had so may questions.

"Am I allowed to visit him?' The cop gave me a sour look like he just ate a lemon.

"Why in hell would you want to do that?" He sat back and laughed at me, my tempurature rose and I blew out steam.

"Because I love him'.

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The hospital smelled of disinfectants and salty tears. Screams and whispers blew through the air giving me goosebumps up my arms. I always hated place like these, they scared me honsetly but at the same time the make me sad. some people are locked up in here becasue thir labeled as 'crazy' or 'phycologically messed up', but its not their fault they didn't ask to be like that some people are born with conditions that they have to suffer threw out their lives. So they get locked up in here never being able to enjoy the outside air.

I walked to a desk with a lady typing away at er computer, two body guards stand to the side of her. They stared down at me making me want to hide in a shell and never come out.
"Uh hi, m-my name is Ella. I'm here to visit Harry Styles". They lady gave me a cold, stern look (not the first time today).
"He isn't allowd visiting hours at the moment". She directed her gaze back to her computer. "Well do you know when He's allowed to have company?"

"Not for another three hours". I was kind of pissed at the moment, all day i've been told what to do and what I can't do. I was tired of being treated like a little kid.

"Listen Miss-whatever your name is-i'd like to see my boyfriend since he was ripped from me and taken to this bizare place. I've been pushed around all day and the last thing I would want to do is sit here for fucking three hours." The lady sneered at meand unlocked the door to the rooms.

"Be my guest, he's in room A 27" I smiled and liftened my head up walking through the door frame. I heard the lady mumble something, but I was to far to hear.

I skimmed my fingers along the walls seeing some metal doors here and there with bared windows, even some padded cells. I suddenly felt a chill run up my spine once i reached Harry's door. A nurse had swung by to unlock the door for me. I stood at the door nurvouse to walk in. When i did though I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.

"Harry", I chooked barely getting the word out.
"Ella, are you really here right now or am I having another nightmare?" He was in the corner with his arms wrapped around his knees looking down at the floor. I could tell he was on the verdge of tears but he didn't want to cry in front of me. I didn't care though I was balling my eyes out, Harry had wrapped his arms around me rubbing circles in my back trying to calm me.

"How could they just stuff you in a cell, like some animal?" I looked up and him, his frown made his featres tired and dark.
"Ella I'm just as dangerouse as a wild animal."

A/N: Finally an update. I've been typing on my laptop lately so that way I can make the chapters longer. And just saying I didn't mean to offend anyone in any way about this chapter like with all the labeling and mental hospital stuff. Just know if you were offended by this then I'm sorry I didn't mean it.

Happy April fools day.
Goodnight lovlies