(Ch. 5)
"What?" I asked, confused.
"Well, this may be kind of confusing, and I-" he was cut off by the door opening.
"Chelsea! I thought I heard you out here!" Louis cried. "Where have you been?"
"Oh, um I got lost, but Harry helped me find my way back." I told him.
"Well, get in here!" He grabbed my hand, pulling me into the room. I grasped Harry's wrist to pull him in too, not wanting to leave him alone in the hall, and wanting some answers.
"Chelsea!" Elena exclaimed when I walked in with Louis and Harry.
"She got lost but Harry helped her find her way back." Louis told her.
"Oh. Hi Harry."she said awkwardly, noticing him behind me. Louis spun around and stared at Harry, not realizing that he had come in also. Harry looked at his shoes, shyly.
"Ok!" I said, getting everyone's attention to hopefully make this a little less awkward. "Is there a specific time we need to go to bed? Or is it just whenever?"
"Didn't Linda give you a schedule?" Louis asked.
"Oh yeah!" I replied. I pulled the piece of paper out of my pocket. "Dinner at 5...lights out at 10.." I glanced at the clock on the wall. It said quarter to 5.
"Yay! Food! Are there tacos? Cuz I really want tacos! Please tell me there will be tacos!" I cried exaggeratedly.
"What day is it?" Louis asked.
"Um... Tuesday?" I answered, though it sounded more like a question.
"Taco Tuesday!" Elena said with a smile.
"Yes!" I exclaimed, flopping down on my bed. "When are we leaving? I want a taco!"
"About ten more minutes, sweetie, then you can have your taco." Louis said like he was talking to a small child. I groaned and then noticed that Harry was just standing awkwardly by the door. I motioned him toward me and he sat on my bed next to me.
I laid down (actually it was more of a flop) and moaned for the next ten minutes about how I wanted a taco and how I needed a taco and how much I loved tacos. Louis, Elena, and Harry just laughed at my pain.
"Chelsea, you can stop moaning, it's been ten minutes!" Louis said, finally happy that I will shut up about the fact that I don't have a taco right now.
"Really?!" I sat up and turned to look at him so fast that I flew right off my bed. "Oww," I groaned, clutching my elbow.
Louis and Elena laughed, but Harry leaned over the edge of the bed and said quietly, "are you alright?"
"I would be better if I had a taco." I grumbled trudging out the door.
Once I was out, I realized that I still wasn't quite sure where the dining hall was.
The others followed me out and saw me standing there looking impatient at their slowness. I looked at Harry and told him to show me where the dining hall was, and to step on it. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hallway, both of us laughing the whole way.
We got to the cafeteria, and we were both out of breath. I walked over to the table where the others were sitting and Harry followed.
We waited until Ashton and Zayn showed up (they're roommates), then everybody was there and we all got up to get our food.
I had to restrain myself from sprinting across the cafeteria to get my favorite food, and Harry noticed. He laughed and put an arm around my shoulder while we walked across the room.
We all got our food and all conversed with everyone while eating. Even Harry talked to people! Not quite as much as he's talked to me, but its still an improvement!
After dinner we all went to the hangout room until lights out, playing Fifa on the X-Box there. I'm really bad at Fifa. Harry liked to make fun of me for it.
We all went back to our respective room when the workers called lights out.
And, as for being in a psych ward, I think it has been a pretty good day.
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A/N
OMG!
I actually updated!
I don't know why I didn't all summer.. I just had writers block I guess...
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