Broken- Louis Tomlinson fanfiction

Chapter 20

Embers POV

Today was finally the day I get to leave this mental institution. I was getting sick of the smell, the color, the food, and just about everything. Harry was on his way and I couldn't be happier.

I learned about accepting slef and that things arent as bad as they seem. I also had to stick to the fact that I will suffer from anxiety from my tramatic experiences with Ethan for the rest of my life. Of course the scarce from him will never leave and will haunt me forever, but I need to accept my surroundings and take in all of the better and newer things in life.

Though I refuse to tell nayone how bummed I still am over Louis. A while ago Harry visited me and told me that Louis was in the hospital. He had stepped on broken glass and then passed out. But that wasn't the worst part, Eleanor had walked in on him stabbing himself with a syringe. That scared me. I wouldn't ever want to picture him like that, hurting himself. Harry had explained that he was on medication and was getting over anxiety. I wondered so much about him. He never visted me either, only Harry.

Of course I love Louis, but how was I supposed to even have a connection with him if avoids me and dosen't see me for 4 months. I guess he's gotten over the fact that I even exist. But I want to see him.

"Ms.Rose, It's time to leave now."

It was time to go. Once I was lead to the main lobby, and I saw Harry. I couldn't be happier.

"Ember!" he cheered "How are you feeling?" he asks

"Amazing! I get to get out of this place." I say, my heart bursting with excitement. It happens fast, he checks me out and I leave this hospital forever. Once I'm outside I'm free and happy. Though it is raining but I could care less. It's so nice to be outside in the normal world.

"God I'm so happy I left that place. And I'm so excited to have a home." I say once we're in his car.

"And I'm glad I get to provide you that." he smiles.

I wonder if his place wasn't far from Louis'. Maybe I could go and drive over there and tell him how I'm doing. After all, I used to live there; I know exactly where he lives.

"Do you think I'll be able to see him," I ask after a minute of thinking.

"I don't know, he's still with Eleanor. And-"

"I know that. I just want him to know I'm feeling a lot better and stuff. Like, have some closure after all that happened, you know?"

"I get what your saying. But what if-" I interrupt again.

"I hate What-if questions. I really do Harry. Like how am I supposed to know what happens. Arent I just supposed to do it and see the outcome. I don't need reassurance that something is going to go right or wrong."

"Wow. Four months in that hospital sure gave you a lot of thinking to do," he chuckles "but still, what if he doesn't expect it or he dosent-"

"I know, what if he dosent want to see me. I'm sure he doesn't want to see me, but I don't know." I say "And yes. I did get A LOT of thinking done."

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"Welcome home," He opens to the door to a cozy apartment. It was great. It had an open kitchen, living room and a hallway that led to two rooms and two bathrooms. It was more than I could ask for. I couldn't thank Harry enough.

"Harry, this is amazing! Thank you so much." I say giving him a quick hug.

"I'm glad you like it. Your room is right there." he points to the room across his. It was a fair size and already had a bed and dresser. It was also right next to the bathroom. "I'll let you put your stuff away," Harry says and walks away leaving me in the hallway. I ventured into my room and sat on the bed. It was really comfy. I looked at the space for a minuet; taking it all in. Then I unpacked the few clothing items I owned. Once I finished I sat back down on the bed again.