Hallucination || h.s. a.u.

Chapter 2

- c h a p t e r t w o -

| h a r r y |

I watch as they bring a girl into the room. Well I guess our room since she's been here before I have. A man with a sleeve tattoo slowly sets her down on her bed. He looks at me as he stands up straight.

"If she wakes up screaming her head off, just like.. scream alright? Press the emergency button and someone will rush over. Try to calm her down before pressing that," he says. I just stare at him, shaking my head slightly. "If you can't calm her down, that's when you can freak out and start pressing the button--"

The girl moans as she stirs around her bed. "Is she really that crazy?" I ask, hoping they didn't pair me up with a psychotic person. He shrugs his shoulders as they to up and down. "Her mental illness isn't that bad, but her nightmares and day dreams are much worst than most people."

With a final glance at the girl, he walks out leaving me with her. I glance over at the girl with light skin, light freckles across her cheeks and nose, and kind of dark hair. If what he said is true, than I rather have a new roommate. But I heard that girls aren't are worse as the boys are, unless there are some really crazy one's.

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For the past three hours, I've been doing nothing, but just staring up at the ceiling where there is a small window. Which is quite quirky, because I never knew they had those. I hear the girl groan. I ignore it. She's just asleep, maybe just trying to have a hard time sleeping.

I really don't get why I'm here, okay so maybe it's the fact that I have an illness. I guess my mum and sister just want the best for me and so do I. Which is why I volunteered to bring myself here. My mum couldn't see me suffer anymore, so the best why to get help was to turn myself in. Look where I am now. In a room with a girl who has a mental illness that is worst than mine, I could say, just by the description of what the guard gave me-

A loud scream spills out from the young girl's lip. I sit up and watch as she struggles and yells. I rush over to her side and begin to shake her. "Babe wake up it's only a dream," I tell her. Her eyes fly open. She looks dizzy and it seems that her eyes are adjusting to the light, since they haven't seen them in a while now. She blinks a few times before staring at me with her bright blue irises. I'd say she's too beautiful to be in here. "A-Are you okay?" 

She stays still as if she were afraid to speak. Soon after she shakes her head, her bangs falling onto her face, covering her bright electrifying eyes. "W-Who are you," she whispers closing her eyes. "And what are you doing in my room?"

"Well... since they're still trying to figure out where to put me, they put me in here," I say unsure. She shakes her head, her lip quivering. "Ta-da?"

Her breathing is heavy and a little uneven too. She opens her eyes again. They're beautiful. I've never seen a girl with such a fantastic colored eyes before. It's like a light sky blue with little specks of black here and there, but depending on what she wears, they can turn a dark shade of blue, which is how they look like right now. She lightly chuckles. "Y-You never answered my question,"

She tries to make a normal conversation, but I can tell she's afraid of me. "My name is Harry. Harry Styles," I tell her, sighing. She nods her head, smiling a bit. "What about you?"

She hesitates for a minute. She makes a face as if she's about to cry. Her eyes turn a different shade of blue, making them a little darker. "A.... A-Autumn," she says. Autumn as in like fall.

"I like your name fall," I tell her as I grin.

She makes a poker face. "Autumn," she says in a hoarse voice.