Psychotic (Narry AU) [ o.h ]

Chapter 1

~Harry ~

I leant my head against the car window and watched as the trees rushed by. It was silent in the car, only silent sighs coming from my mother. "Mum, why?" I finally asked turning slightly to watch her reaction.

"Because Harry, you've done the wrong thing and this time I won't be putting up with it!" She said exasperatedly. She was dumping me there, that's why she packed my bags.

"Mum it wasn't that bad! If you'd given me a chance to-" I was cut off by a slam of the brakes as my body lurched forward. Turning to look at my mother, I saw that she was fuming.

"Harold, take that back!" She yelled at me. "How DARE you say that I didn't give you a chance to explain yourself! I gave you all the time in the world! I gave you the first time I caught you, then the second and the third time! But this, this is too far harry! Look at you! Your fading away in front of me!" She yelled at me, her voice getting softer towards the end.

"Mum, I'm fine I really am, there is no need to dump at this camp thing! I've read things about that place! Apparently people committed suicide there for gods sake! And yet here we are in the car your soon dumping me in that place!" I said.

It was true, I had looked up the place in which my mother was taking me and found out some interesting stuff. In 1989 the camp (if you can call it that, it's more like a mental institution in the middle of nowhere) had been closed down due to mass homicide and suicides. It had been reopened about 5 years ago, claiming that they had rebuilt everything and made sure nothing could happen.

Highly doubtful, 'cause, I mean, it is called 'Cowell's Institution for Troubled Teens'. That is kinda giving away something, don't you think?

"I don't look that bad mum, and anyway, I'm 16 I can deal with these things myself." I knew all that was a lie, but I don't want to go the institution.

"Harry, you have to. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I was to caught up helping Gemma with uni and getting married to Robin. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, to help you get things back together, or help you after what Jack did to you" she said sorrow evident in her voice.

I repeated her words in my mind. She said his name, she said THAT name. Feeling a slight lurch, I noticed my mum had started the car again. I heard her say something about being 10 minutes away, but I was gone. I had disappeared inside the memories, the memories of HIM.

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"Come on Harold, it'll be fine. You don't have to run to mummy to ask her permission for everything" jack said giving me an expectant look. I looked from his face down the thing he was holding in his hand.

It was a dangerous game to play. It was alright for him, he's older and doesn't live at home, but me, I'm 15 of course I still live with my mum.

"Ok Harold, this is it. Just do it for fucks sake, or we are over" he said giving me a serious look. "Jack.... Don't say that! I love you, I don't want you to break up with me!" I tried desperately to get him to change his mind about this.

I sounded like a little bitch, but I don't care, he didn't have to make me do this. "Your such a wimp Styles." Jack said. I looked up to him, just in time to see his fist collide with my face. A searing pain started from my jaw and spread around every inch of my face.

"Take it you little bitch!" He yelled as he pulled my mouth open and shove the pill down leaving me with no option but to take it.

Soon after the pill slid down my throat I felt a warm sensation spread throughout my whole body. From my toes to the tips of my ears. All of a sudden, the pain in my face disappeared and it felt like the sun was shining even though it was 10 pm.