I had positively no idea where I was going. Just anywhere away from Harry. I never wanted to see him again, which was going to be incredibly difficult, considering that we're roommates, but I could try.
I just knew that I was scared.
I was scared that Harry actually hated me. I was scared that I could run so fast. I was scared that I was crying.
I was scared that I liked Harry a little more than I should.
The spark when our hands touched. His dimples that cover his cheeks when he smiles. His generally perfect demeanor.
I have a crush on a boy I met LITERALLY 2 hours ago.
No wonder my mum sent me to an asylum.
Eventually I made it to a door. Curious, I opened it cautiously. That was when I saw a small forest. It was of maple trees, and it was small. I entered the forest, if you could call it that. I guess now that it was not much of a forest, due to the fact that if you looked very closely, in the distance you could see that the mass of trees was blocked off by three walls and the asylum.
I found a spot in the middle of the pen of trees and stared at the sunset through the narrow openings between the leafy treetops. I wanted out. I wanted out of this hospital. I wanted out of me and Harry's room. I wanted out of my life.
I wanted out of love.
