Mental Institution, N27.

7.

Perrie's P.O.V

The house that used to hold so much happiness and love looked so dull right now, the windows that we always kept open to let the sunlight in is now tightly closed, preventing the sunlight from lightining the house. I didn't want it to light it, the light left my life along with my mother years ago, if anyone saw inside my head and actually knew the way i think, they'd think i'm depressed. But i tried so hard not to let myself fall into that hole, i'm a doctor. I'm supposed to be mentally okay to take care of my patients.

I pulled my hair up in a ponytail and adjusted my tight shorts and tank top, Harry brought me back here to rest but i couldn't, they worry and concern were eating me alive, seeing how afraid Daniel was did something to me, it was a slap to my face to finally face my father about his way of dealing with the patients, i had to stand up for them before it gets out of hand.

I watched myself in the mirror with a frown, my short ash blonde hair up in a ponytail, a tiny ponytail may i add. I used to change my hair color alot actually and i'm thinking about changing it again, i always found a new fresh start when i changed my hair color, it's a new hair new day for me. I took my phone and put it in the pocket of my shorts and had the headphones in my ears. I was makeup free which i'm thankful for, i was too lazy to apply some this morning and it wouldn't be pretty getting sweaty with makeup on as i was going for a run.

i wore my sneakers, got out of the house and locked it behind me, i took a deep breath and started running, even though my legs were hurting this morning, that's why Harry carried me all the way home, i still felt the need to run. I wanted to let the air push away all the thoughts clouding my mind. Uptown funk by Bruno Mars started playing which gave me adrenaline rush, pushing me to run faster. Hyper songs like this one always gave me adrenaline rush, a small smile played on my lips as i ran.

My tiny ponytail swayed as i ran, tickling my neck as it did so. My feet carried me along the road, i don't know where am i going and i enjoyed it, for once in my life, i wanted to get lost. I wanted to feel peace for once.

i stopped running when i felt my muscles giving up, starting to hurt abit. I placed my hands on my knees as i catched my breath, i don't know how long i've been running but i'm sure it's been so long i need another hour to breath steadily again.

when i was finally able to breath i started to feel how hot and sweaty my body feels, i groaned and decided to walk back instead of running, changing the song to You're The Reason by Victoria justice. I couldn't help but feel like this song fits perfectly with my friendship with Harry.

Harry helped me go through alot, he was there through it all with me. He always had my back and there wasn't a time I turned my head, searching for him and he wasn't there, even during his stay in Paris, he was here with me. He used to call everyday and every second of the day just to make sure i'm okay, it's the last few months that he didn't call and i completely understood. Working in a Mental Institution isn't the easiest thing the world.

He also changed me alot, i knew him for almost my who teenage life, i was fifteen years old when he moved here with his family, not including his father. His mother and his elder sister, Gemma. i used to be a very boring kid back then but then he showed up with his brown cute curls and his famous smirk, i rolled my eyes with a smile on my lips. he made me sing christmas songs in the streets when it wasn't even christmas, he made me eat ice cream when it was freezing cold, we went to the same school and skipped everyday, literally. We got scolded for it hundred of times, even our mothers decided to take us to school themselves but we managed to sneak out somehow, and even though we didn't attend a single day, we got full marks in almost everything. We were such rebel teenagers but we didn't forget that we had to make our mothers proud, we didn't want them disappointed. He would come to my place to study on Sundays and i would go to his on Mondays, it was like thay til we finally graduated. I still remember how proud Anne and Debbie, my mom, were. They were really happy, there careless children aren't so careless at the end.