Therapy

Chapter 2

When my job getting interesting

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December 12th 2014

It's been a week since I've seen that green eyed boy. And in that week I hoped he would come back in sometime soon.

He didn't

So since he was gone for the whole week I guess he has weekly appointments. And it's been a week so I guess I would see him today.

;)

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It is really boring today with the usual patients coming in, and me barely doing a thing.

I waited for the green eyed stranger to show up soon. My leg bounced impatiently as I waited for his tall frame to enter the room.

Even though he was extremely gorgeous and amazingly hot I still had a question sitting in the back of my mind waiting to be answered.

Why is he in therapy?

I have absolutely no clue why he would even be here, but I was eager to find out.

My thoughts were immediately stopped as soon as I saw him out of the corner of my eye.

ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. why?

He was clad in black skinny jeans with a gray knitted sweater, and a green beanie. He looked like an angel. I ignored the fact that he looked amazing and tried to focus my gaze on the newspaper article that I was reading.

Zayn Malik age 19 arrested for third degree murder after being plead guilty in Boston Massachusetts...... blah blah blah boring.

Just ignore him he'll go away don't look at him.

Lemme say it wasn't the easiest thing to do to just ignore him. Especially when he had his beautiful green eyes on me.

Okay Brinely, calm down. Breath in and out. In out. ITS NOT WORKING.

My palms were sweating as he was smirking at me from the corner of my eye. I shifted in my seat and faced the other way avoiding his gaze. No scratch that, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Jesus Christ," I whispered to myself and putting down the newspaper.

"Hey, don't take the Lords name in vain." I heard a deep masculine voice behind me. I almost melted into a puddle of Brinely when I heard him speak.

Okay Brinely, talk to him you can do it. Stay calm. cool. collected.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to offend you," I responded turning in his direction. I thought he would be mad. I mean he must be really religious or something calling me out like that.

But to my surprise he was smirking. His green eyes burning through my black soul. My cold, dark, black, bottomless soul.

"Nah I was joking," his voice interrupted my thoughts. "I'm Harry by the way," he added standing up out of his chair and making his way over to me.

It took me a moment to process what was happening for a second as he walked towards me, but when I did, I quickly wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans.

He stuck out his palm for a handshake and I gladly took it.

Oh. My. God. His hands are huge. Brinely don't drool.

My thoughts were interrupted once again as he spoke, "What's your name?"

"M-my name?, I asked trying not to have a freak out.

"No the other girl siting behind you, yes you," he smiled at his own sarcasm. I couldn't help but notice cute little dimples showing their way to his face and they were adorable.

"Oh I'm um.. Brinely." Please don't ask anymore question.

"Hmm haven't seen you around here. You new?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yeah, I just started a cou-" I was cut off by the doctor walking in.

"Harry Styles." She called shifting her attention to Harry.

"Oh, that's my cue." He smiles and starts walking away. "See you soon, Brinely." He smiles leaving me here alone, once again.

I still can't seem to bring myself not to wonder why he is here. The thought stays in my head as I take out my phone and make a quick text to Marisa.

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Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been so freaking busy and I just haven't had the time to update so...... I'm gonna make my best effort to try and update the best I can. The picture is just a hot picture of  Harry and has nothing to do with the story... yet. Anyways gn and night. ~ Bianca