Opening Up.

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Chapter Three

"I know that you are not crazy." I told him, he looked at me in shock. He scoffed and stood from his bed and started to pace.

"Everyone else thinks that I am." He said with tears in his eyes. "Even my Mum." He looked down and started to sob. I walked over to him and let him cry into my shoulder.

I had left Harry's cell two hours ago, he had cried himself to sleep. I was sitting outside the institution, on a bench, eating my lunch. I just couldn't stop thinking about Harry. I felt a hand on my shoulder, which caused me to snap out of my thoughts.

"Hey." Willow said as she sat down beside me and stole some of my lunch. I half smiled at her and leaned my head on her shoulder.

"Do you believe that Harry is crazy?" I asked her and she swallowed.

"No." She said and I smiled, knowing that I wasn't the only person who thought that he wasn't crazy. Tomorrow was Friday and I knew what I had to do. I had to go to Harry's parents house and convince them that he's not crazy.

"I am going to need you to give him his breakfast, lunch and dinner. Take him for his showers and sit with him on his breaks. This is just for 12 months." Elise finished and I nodded. I thought about asking her something that has been bugging me and I did before I backed out.

"Do you think that he is crazy, Mrs Halliwell?" I asked and she looked up, but, wouldn't meet my eyes.

"That is why he is here, Miss Turner. Please, carry on with your duties." She requested and I nodded and left the room.

What was she hiding?

4:00pm

I had two hours till I could go home, since my shift starts at 9:00am and finished at 6:00pm. It was dinner time at the institution and I was bringing Harry his meal, which was chicken, mash and veg with a glass of water. I opened his cell to find him reading a book that I left him with a few hours ago.

"Here is your dinner, Harry." I smiled up at him and he nodded, but, continued with his book. I closed his cell door and walked over to him. "How are you feeling?" I asked and he placed his book down and started to eat his dinner so cutely. I almost started crying at what he is being put through. "I will get you out of here." I said truthfully and he looked up at me.

"You really think that I'm not crazy, don't you?" He asked while frowning and I nodded.

"I have seen you with your family, fans and the boys. You love your fans and there is no why that you would do the things they said. So yeah... I do think that you're not crazy." I told him and walked out of his cell. I saw him smile, dimples on show through the window of his cell door.

I curled up and my sofa while watching a DVD. I feel asleep half way through and strangely enough, had a dream about Harry.

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