(Harry's POV): "Mr. Styles I think that we don't have to meet anymore." I squinted "you mean no more appointments?" Dr. Naismith smiled ,"yes, I will not be seeing you anymore." I grinned,"do you think im over her?" he stopped smiling and looked at me sadly," I'm going to let you decide on that." I nodded and looked out the window. "So... You need to sign this, this, and this." I quickly scribbled down my signature on the pieces of paper thrown my way. I got up to leave but Dr. Naismith stopped me when I had reached the door. "Harry, it was a pleasure working with you and you are on your way to getting better. Just remember what I told you." without turning around I waved and thanked him for everything. I ran down the stairs and jumped into my car. Driving down that road for the last time felt so good. "NO MORE THERAPY!!!WOOHOO!!!" I screamed out of my car not caring who saw me. I turned up the music to full blast and danced in my seat. Soon after I pulled into the hotel garage. I ran up the stairs to tell the news to the lads. I pushed open the door and started yelling "no more therapy!" I got a look shot at me from Liam for being so loud and bored looks from all the other boys except Niall. He ran up to me and hugged me,"congrats Harry!" He laughed and looked at all the other boys,"come on guys! Be happy for him!" Louis perked his lips,"we all ready knew." Niall smile turned into a frown,"I didn't know." he whispered. I gave Louis a look and hugged Niall," that's ok I didn't know either till today. And at least your not being an asshole by not celebrating." Louis stood up,"we're not happy because you wouldn't be celebrating if you hadn't had to go there in the first place." I walked over to him,"you think I wanted to do this?" "no but you sure needed it!" "oh yah?" "yah. Harry you were fucking depressed. You don't realize it but you could not function!" his face was red. "Oh really?" he chuckled,"really. You were stuck in your room for a month. You wouldn't socialize, you wouldn't sing, hell you didn't even want to talk to us." I cringed at his words. "We had to postpone part of our tour just for you. You might not have realized it in your unfunctional brain but you were slowly tearing us apart. The band wasn't the same without you and you started to drive us crazy. You also worried us." I rolled my eyes,"If you worried about me so much than why are you yelling at me?" he chuckled again,"you want to know why we were worried Harry? We were worried because we didn't think you would wake up from this depression. We thought you would start cutting yourself, leave the band, or worse.... kill yourself. That damn girl drove you insane. I don't know if you realize this or not but she doesnt like you Harry! She doesn't care that your this way over her. She doesn't care that she temporarily destroyed the lives of the people around you... and most importantly your life. She doesn't care about you Harry! So why don't you get over her! And I swear if I ever see her again..." I stood there in shock. "Yah that's right you probably didn't think that way did you now? That's the reason she left you in the first place! Not one of us believes her shit about the music business not being for her. Not one of us. If she really did love you she wouldn't have run away. And if she had run away she would have come crawling back in a matter of days. She would also have kept in contact with you and she really did leave because of the music business. Have you gotten one text from her? One call? One email?" I slowly shook my head. "That's right. Now stop being so fucking selfish and ruining our lives!" "oh you think Im selfish? Look at you bitching about all of your problems!" "Yah but I have to because you are so damn naive and self centered that you didnt care about all of us when you acted like this!" He had just pulled my last nerve. I lunged at him and pushed him to the floor. I took his suprise to my advantage and punched him in the face. He gained his senses and rolled ontop of me and punched me in the face. I kneed him in the stomach and pushed him off me. I planted another set of punches at his face and stomach. He pushed me over and punched me again. The boys quickly jumped in and seperated us. We both were kicking trying our best to get back to the other person and fight them again. Blood covered both of our faces. Louis was pinned down and dragged to his room. The boys locked the door and walked back. It was Liam's turn to start yelling,"you son of a bitch! Both of you! We are brothers not enemies! We don't fight each other!" We sat in silence. I started crying. He was right. Both of them were. Tears came pouring down my face. Liam's face softened and he patted my back,"things like this happen Harry." "it's all my fault! Louis is right I am so fucking selfish!" Zayn rubbed my back,"everyone is at times Harry." Liam stood up. "Harry we think we know what will help you get better." "What?" "Dating another girl. We have already set it up and everything. Your therapist recommended it. This girl has had her eyes on you for quite a while." "Who?" Liam cleared his throat,"Taylor Swift."
