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But do you feel like a young god?
You know the two of us are just young gods
And we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath
And they're running, running, running again

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M A R C I E

 "Stay quiet okay?" The curly headed man standing at my door told me.

I thought I was crazy but he's insane for trying to escape out of a mental hospital. 

"Harry, a-a-re you sure about this?" I ask him and hold onto his arm. 

"It's okay macrie, I'll have you back by the time the nurses come in to give you your medication. I know you're schedule like the back of my hand." He admits and my heart flutters a little at his confirmation. "Did I say that out loud?" He blushes as I nod. 

When the evil looking nurse walks past Harry nods and tells me the coast is clear. He wraps his arm around my waist and I hide myself in his side as we walk down the long, dark corridors. The man who I attacked a few weeks ago was coming our direction and Harry stopped, hiding me behind him.

"Evening Mr Styles." The man grumbled. Harry didn't say anything back as he just carried on walking past us. 

"Prick." He mumbled and I quietly giggled at him. 

Once we got to the main entrance, we quickly ran out the doors and as fast as we could past the hospital so no one could see us. Harry laughed as we stopped to catch our breath, "I can't believe we just did that!" He grins and I give him a small smile back. 

As Harry typed on his phone to call an uber, I took my time to admire the outdoors. It had been months since I had been outside with the cold London air hitting my skin. The sun tried to make an appearance but it was too cloudy. The birds sang in the trees, there were so many different sounds. Everything was so loud and bright. 

It was my first time in my entire life being in the outdoors on my own without an adult. 

"The uber should be here soon." Harry tells me and I nod. "How are you feeling?" 

I look at his green, emerald eyes which look brighter in the daylight. His smile could change anyone's bad mood and he held onto my hand in a friendly manner, making my skin feel all tingly. 

"Like a young God." I whisper. 

***

"So where are we going?" I ask him, feeling more comfortable than ever with him. 

Harry was the only person I knew who could make them stop and for that I am truly grateful. I'm grateful for him in general and all that he brings with him but the fact that he makes them stop makes him special. 

"Where would you like to go?" He asks me.

I shrug, "I've never been out on my own before and even when we do go out, we only ever go to the market."

"You've never been out on your own before?" He furrowed his eyebrows. 

"No, I couldn't. Nobody would want me to have any episodes." I tell him quietly so our uber driver would not hear. I think he's confused enough from having to pick us up from outside London Mental hospital. 

"Well then Marcie Jane Scott, looks like you've given me the challenge of taking you to all of London's most amazing areas in the next two hours." He tells me and I nod. 

The uber drops us off near the outskirts of London, I'm glad harry didn't take me to the city, I don't think I could handle being in crowds that big. He takes my hand in his and tells me he wants to take me to his favourite place in all of London. 

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