Sedate The Mental //Larry Stylinson//

Chapter 7

*Harry*

"Hello, I'm Casey Williams reporting live from Cheshire, and right now I'm at the Cheshire Mental Institution. It appears that the Warden of the institution, Vimpar Cantris DeVu, fell out a window, and is now being taken to the Gorins Hospital. It's reported that he's not doing too well." I turn the TV off.

"Bull ****." I mutter.

"Watchya watchin'?" Niall asks, walking in with Zayn and Liam following.

"Nothing." I quickly say. "S' not important." Liam raises an eyebrow.

"You sure? You look ******** off." He muses. I roll my eyes.

"I'm fine. I told you it's nothing." I get up and start towards the door.

"Uh...lad?" Zayn calls behind me. I turn around to face him.

"Yeah?"

"Where are you going?" I smirk.

"To find some fun."

And with that, I head out the door.

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*Louis*

I know for sure it was Harry that pushed Vimpar out the window. It's so obvious.

I wait in agony for Harry to return. He said he was coming back. Gulp.

All of a sudden, there's a thud, and cold hands clamp down on my shoulders. I scream and jump back. Harry chuckles.

"It's just me, babe." I cringe when he calls me "babe". I don't like it when he calls me that. He's probably just mocking me cause' I'm gay.

"Oh." I mumble. He walks over to me and sits down next to me. I can't help but ask this. "Did you push Vimpar out the window?!" I blurt out.

"Yes." Harry doesn't look phased.

"Oh." I say more quietly. "Why did you do it?" I add softly. He stiffens.

"It's none of your business!" He snaps. I flinch back. His facial expression softens. "We just don't have a good past."

I don't say anything. I just rock back and forth with my knees to my chest.

"You ok?" He asks me.

"No." I mumble. He sighs.

"How long has it been since you've slept?"

"Why would you care?" The words just flow out. I slap my hand over my mouth and back up. But he doesn't seem to be bothered.

"Because I was in your position before and I needed a lot of rest. I'm sure you do too." I look down. He inches towards me and I back away again.

"I don't want to rest." I mumble.

"Why?" He asks, looking confused. "Aren't you tired?"

"No."

"Well you need sleep anyways. It's late. Just take a nap, ok? I'll leave if it makes you more comfortable."

Why is be being nice to me all of a sudden? He must be bipolar too! He has to be. He has major mood swings.

"Fine." I mumble. I have no other choice, anyways. He smiles.

"Thanks." He pulls something out. "I got this blanket and pillow." He smiles. I slowly get on the bare bed and back away.

"No no no no no no no." I say pressing my back against the wall.

"It doesn't have blood or bugs on it, I promise." He says.

"But I can't trust you, remember?" I whimper. He rolls his eyes.

"This time you can." I let him put the pillow and blanket down. I then lay down and Harry tucks me in.

"T-Thank you." I stammer, kind of shocked. His smile grows wider.

"You're welcome, babe. Now get some sleep."

He leaves, and I realize that nothing is wrong with the pillow and the blanket.

I close my eyes, deciding it's best to get some sleep. And I drift away into a deep sleep.

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~Nia~ :D