Chapter 3

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I'm the worst author. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I find it hilarious but uh here we gooooo!¡!
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-Louis POV-

I knew by how fast Harry's footsteps were going he was gone before I was standing again. Even more sure with te loud slam of his door. I would say I found it strange, but I expected it. I gave rowan's leash a tug, and he lead me home.

Once I was safely inside I heard Ann, and my mom having a simple conversation about what shade to paint the bathroom. I was about to head to my room but was stopped by daisy. I could always tell from her freezing hands. "Mum said for me to put up rowan so you can go have dinner and talk with Mrs.Ann." I nodded letting go of the leash.

I took two steps forward and turned to the left putting on a fake smile taking a seat.
The room had grown quite as I sat so I looked around trying to pin point where everyone was I turned to the right and knew by the smell of roses it was Ann.
"Hello Mrs.Ann," I turned to look down as cold hands brushed my arm as daisy placed a plate of chicken in front of me.
"Thanks Daisy."
"Your welcome lou!" She said quickly running away.
Ann shifted in the chair next to me so I was ready for her questioning.

"Hello Louis how are you feeling today?" I covered my mouth while I tried to chew and talk.
"I'm fine."
"Mhmm." She sounded like she wanted more details. But things hadn't changed from when she asked me this morning. I was still fine, as I've been since we started therapy.

I heard my mom tap her fork on the plate. She always does that when she gets annoyed with me.

"Louis you were out with rowan longer then usual why's that?..."
I scoffed a little, Because I met your akward son who is worse a talking then I am.

"I just bumped into your son but that was it, um I'm not really all that hungry can I be excused?"
I didn't wait for an answer I just stood pushing out my seat.

"Goodnight Mrs.Ann, love you mum." I pulled out my foldable symbol cane just to manoeuvre my way out of the kitchen and up the stairs trying to pretend I didn't hear my mums concerned whispers to Ann.

I would get many questions tomorrow at noon during my session with Ann. At least the question of how I'm doing would be changed to What Happened With Harry Styles Yesterday?

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Happy Thanksgiving!!!
I'm thankful for The Boys,
My Friends, and My Family.
(All the cheesy stuff!)
-Yesenia Xx.

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