The Mental Ward

Drugs for Group Therapy (First Morning)

Something just hit me in the face.

I groan and roll over to stuff my face into the pillow. Before I can even get back to sleep though, a body hits mine.

"What the-!?" I twist around to find Niall laying on me.

He puts his face close to mine, yelling "Good morning, roommate!"

"Agh, get off me!" I push him off my bed so that he hits the floor. "I still wanna sleep." I grumble, falling back onto the mattress.

"You can't sleep!" He chirped, jumping back up. "The meds'll be here soon and you don't want the nurse to have'ta wake you. Then we have group until lunch."

"You're to happy for mornings." I growl at him.

"That's what makes this fun!" He pulled my covers off and jumped back up on my bed. "Get up!"

"No! Get off!" I yelled angrily.

Niall stumbled back at the tone of my voice. His eyes were wide and his hands shook as he retreated to his bed. He curled up an a small ball, laying in one corner of his neat bed. I felt kind of bad, but I hated being woken up, especially if he was touching me.

I just sat hunched over on my bed for a bit, the blanket wrapped around me, before there was a knock on the door and the nurse walked in. She stopped her cart and took off two of those little plastic cup things with our names on them. She gave them to us with a cup of water.

Niall gulped his down right away, but I didn't want to. "Do I have to?" I asked, looking up at the lady.

"Yes, honey. It's required." She gave me a gentle smile.

I grimaced before swallowing the dreadful things.

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This was terrible.

It was my first group session and I already hated the things. The counselor had decided to have a 'free chat' because she wanted to make me comfortable with my first time, but I was not feeling comfortable at all. The more structured stuff was to get deeper, but she was saving that for later.

I was dreading the whole thing.

Right now there were people all around the room in different groups. I stood awkwardly off to the side with my arms wrapped around myself. I didn't like this. I didn't want to talk to anyone, but I felt left out. Does that even make sense? Probably not. Even the drugs I was given, which made me feel calm inside, weren't really enough to handle all this.

I was jolted from my thoughts as someone grabbed my arm. I twisted away, yanking my arm free from their hold, and turned around to face them, ready to run. My breath had sped up and I felt like any minute now I was going to fall over because my legs felt weak.

But it was just Niall. And some other guy.

"Whoa, mate. No need to get so worked up." He held his hands up as I tried to calm down.

"I thought I would introduce you to a few of my friends since you don't have any." He said bluntly, before he gave me a glare. "But you can't keep them as yours cause they were mine first, got it?"

I took a step beck, frowning a bit before nodding my head.

"It's alright, Niall." The lad behind him said. "I know we were friends first." Niall gave him a gigantic smile. He sent me a small wave. "Hi, my names Dan Geraghty."

I nodded back to him, keeping my arms to myself. "Harry Styles."

"Well, Harry. Why don't you sit with us at lunch today?" Dan asked.

I just shrugged, "I guess, if you'd like me too...."

"That's it then, you can meet everybody else as well." Niall said excitedly.

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