Lunatic- Larry Stylinson

Chapter 5

Harry woke up to his normal routine. He showered instead of getting breakfast, and also made sure to use extra soap again. He towel dried his hair as usual, this time making his curls a little bouncier. He had to look good. He changed into the black uniform and tried his best to look presentable. 

He made his way through the long halls, and into the canteen. Patients turned their heads to stare at him, nothing unusual there. Sometimes he just wished they would pay no attention to him. 

He quickly walked through all the patients, getting to his normal table, to sit and wait for Louis. 

His head snapped up as he heard a familiar voice. 

"Ugh get off me seriously." It was Louis. 

He was heading towards Harry, or at least trying to. One patient, his name being Carl, was trying to grab at Louis' arm. 

Harry watched as Louis looked scared of the guy, trying to walk away from him and brush him off. The guards obviously weren't paying attention, like usual and Harry wasn't going to let Louis get hurt on his second day here. 

"Hey Carl get the fuck off him" Harry shouted and Carl snapped his head around, his eyes wide. 

"But look how young and pretty he is Styles." The guy snickered and Louis looked terrified. 

"Don't make me have to break your fucking neck Carl. Leave him alone" he growled and fear struck through Carl, making him scurry away. 

"Styles, no threats" A guard shouted and Harry rolled his eyes. 

He turned his attention to Louis who sat down opposite him at the table. 

"Hey are you okay?" He asked softly, looking into Louis eyes for reassurance. 

"Fine, thanks to you" Louis smiled. A genuine grateful smile. 

"They can be pretty scary. If anyone bothers you...just let me know." 

"What would you do?" 

"Make sure they didn't bother you again." Harry smirked and Louis gulped. "So whats on the agenda today Mr. Tomlinson?" 

"Well actually, first we need to head to the therapy room and I need to ask you a few questions my boss has given me. If thats okay with you?"

"Lead the way" He smiled and followed Louis to the therapy room. 

"Eyes off Harry" Louis said rather abruptly and Harry darted his eyes from Louis' backside to the floor. How even? 

When they got to the room they sat down. It was different though. Louis had sat on the bed instead of the therapists chair. He patted next to him for Harry to sit down too. 

"Comfier than that chair" Louis smiled when Harry raised an eyebrow. 

It was quite comforting actually. Their knees brushed together as they sat and Harry liked it. 

"If at any point you don't want to answer anything, just tell me and I wont push you." 

Harry nodded and smiled, letting Louis start.

"So uh can you just confirm your name and age for me" 

"Harry Edward Styles, 19" 

"And you're date of birth?" 

" 1st February 1996" 

"Uh... yep" Louis nodded and jotted it down. 

"When's your birthday?" Harry asked.