liam was very serious when he said he wanted to take harry to see someone. zayn still didn't understand why. perhaps, he was being a jackass, but harry being a brat didn't automatically mean that the boy needed counseling. both niall and louis have had their moments before, and it passed over, still fluctuating at times. but this was normal teenage bull shit. the man honestly didn't get it. certainly, he wanted to get behind the reason for harry's sour attitude, but was this really the way to go?
just because they were rich, didn't mean he need to flush money down to drain, wasting it on this. they were probably just going to throw harry on pills that he didn't need and convince them it would fix all of his problems, instead of coming up with real solutions. how in the world did liam think this was the best way to go? if anything, they could've both just sat down with harry themselves and get him to speak with them. zayn thought this was a waste of time.
now here he is, being lead inside of a building alongside liam and harry a few days after the teen had took it upon himself to run off in the middle of the night to stay over at his boyfriend's house. which zayn, is still very annoyed by. harry hasn't spoken a word the entire ride there, just like zayn, not very fond of being dragged here. liam was known to be a bundle of nerves when it came to the boys' well being, but this was just straight up ridiculous.
there was nothing wrong with harry. he was simply a brat. possibly, a result of zayn's extreme babying and sheltering all these years, coming back to bite him in the ass.
but nothing more.
the three of them walk towards the front desk, and liam talks to the receptionist upfront, letting her know they're here for an appointment with a specific therapist he had requested. he signs them in and they all go find a place to sit in the waiting room. harry sits on the other side, away from the two, while liam and zayn sit next to each other. the curly haired boy has been avoidant of him since that night, he won't even look at him. which is understandable, seeing as how it had escalated the way it did.
maybe zayn did go too far by slapping him in the face. it was a impulsive reaction in the spur of the moment. nonetheless, harry also made a poor decision that not only went against a rule, but was a safety issue both he and the family. either way, the two of them weren't seeing eye to eye lately. it was like their tight-knit bond was rapidly breaking apart. zayn hated this. what happened to old harry who used to greet his parents with hugs and kisses, and find contentment in cuddling while watching movies? is he still somewhere within the grouchy teenager that presents himself now?
zayn wishes whatever phase this is would come to an end, and harry suddenly wakes up in a good mood one day, actually smiling and acknowledging everyone like before. although, it didn't appear that would be happening anytime soon. zayn sat in the waiting room, bouncing his leg impatiently, constantly looking at his watch to check the time. liam was a little more composed, while still anxious about the overall meeting with the therapist. he didn't know what to expect, but he was desperate in getting to the bottom of whatever the issue was.
"harry malik." a voice calls after several minutes had gone by. liam stands up and zayn finally stops bouncing his leg, following suit.
"finally." he mutters under his breath. the pair walk towards the brown skinned lady, who offer them a kind smile. harry gets up, lagging behind as they all disappear through the door and follow the lady to the back towards whatever room she was leading them to.
"my name is dr.holly, i will be the one evaluating harry today." she says as she reaches the room and opens the door, motioning for them to go in before her. once everyone is inside, she shuts the door behind her, holding a clip board in her arms.
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