Liams pov
I try to get Niall out bed for breakfast. I need to watch him 24/7. Last week he tried to kill himself cus i went to the bathroom.
He rip his blanket off him. He groans and looks at me angry. "Breakfast" i say. "Can i go to bed after?" He asks. "Nope you got sports with Alex and a group therapy session. Between those you have lunch and after everything you need to meet your new roommate" i say.
"Then i won't get out" niall simply says. I sigh and look at him. "Listen Niall either come out or Zayn and i drag you out of that bed and get you to the food room!" I tell him. You need to be a little hard on him.
"Zayn is busy" niall answers. I sigh again and lift Niall up and take him to the eating room. He has been here for 2 months and louis tried first month but didnt work so well.
I get him food and i see Alex laughing. We are friends. "Is he doing it again?" Alex asks grabbing food for himself. I nod and we take a seat.
Harrys pov
We arrive at the clinic my mum and i. We walk to the head of this place mr malik. We walk through the halls and i see a lad hanging on a back of someone who works here.
The lad is kinda cute but i am to fat to get him. "Uh don't worry about him. If he doesn't do that he just doesn't come out of his bed" a man says. He has black hair, brown eyes and his hair isn't to long but not to short either. "I'm Zayn. Head of the clinic" he says. We walk in his office.
In the middle of the room there is a desk, on it there is a MacBook air and next to that he has a pen holder with pencils and pens. There is a book cast against the wall. The floor is light wooden coller and he has painings i never seen before.
An other man walks in. Brown hair, blue eyes i think his is around 30 years old. "That is Louis. He is your personal coach for as long as needed" mr malik says. "Do you have any questions?" Louis asks friendly. "Can i sport?" I ask. "No a part of the proses is trying to get weight on you. If you sport you will lose weight again" louis explains. "What will i do during the day?" I ask.
"The coming few weeks it will be talking with either me or zayn. You also if you want can talk to your roommate. You'll meet him after lunch. Today you have your first therapy session in a group" louis says. Mum has to go and we say goodbye.
Louis walks me around and we come to a major soccer field. I see the same lad as before sitting down. The man is struggling with getting him to play. I kinda wanna play i mean i can lose a few pounts.
The lad has white hair, blue eyes, a bracket and he looks tired. A man walks to us. He kisses louis on the lips. "This is my boyfriend Alex and he also traines the others who don't have eating disorders" louis says. I nod and we go to a room.
"Uh we have lunch and you have to be there. I am gonna sit with a friend of mine and you have to sit with us" louis says. I just nod. "You'll be fine i promise" he says.
At lunch
Nialls povLiam and i sit down at a table. "You liked the practice?" Alex asks sitting down. I just look angry at him and start eating. My parents died 3 months ago, i have to live with my brother and his girlfriend but they found out about my self-harm 1 month later so they thought it was a good idea to keep me here.
I haven't been talking to anyone except for Liam and Zayn. If i don't talk to them on our one on one talks i am dead. Louis and a lad come sit with us.
The lad has brown hair, long and it has curls in it. He has brown eyes and he just stares at his food an eating disorder. Probably anorexia or something. I eat my food and lay my head on the table. The lad across me just looks at his food.
I look at liam and he sighs. He knows what i mean. I am to tired to just be around people. "Therapy session" liam reminds me. I stand up and Liam stops me. "Where are you going?" He asks. "Bathroom. Can i?" I ask annoyed.
Liam walks with me. I use the bathroom and wash my hands. I try the hot water but Liam already noticed that. "Not happening" he says turning on the cold water. I wash my hands and run to my room. I am fast enough to get rid of Liam.
I lay down in bed and i see a sharp thing. I grab it and cut myself with it when Liam walks in. He grabs it away from me. "Why?" He asks. "Cus i felt like i had to" i say.
"Therapy session right now" liam tells me. We talk a little but not much when the door opens. I just lay back in bed turn my bed to everyone. I just wanna die. "So this is Liam he is Nialls personal coach and he is here almost all the time. The lad in bed is Niall" i don't bother to look at them. "Can you turn around niall?" Liam asks and i shake my head. "I will drag you to Alex again!" Liam says. I stick out my middle finger up to him.
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the clinic
Fanfictionniall horan 16 year old is in a clinic for his depression and trying on suicide. harry is 17 years old and has an eating disorder called sports anorexia