Teenage Runaway

Chapter 11

"Harry are you ready?" Kelly asked. I nodded my head in agreement.

This was the second time I would be on the show, The Friday Night Talk with Jeff. The first time was in the summer of 2012.

I called Alexandra and Viola to tell them I was going to be on it. They wanted to watch me for some reason.

I was supposed to be here a little over a week ago, right after my release from the institution, but I took off. So Kelly, so kindly, rescheduled.

Niall was excited about it because he thought it would bring me out of my shell more. On the other hand, I was nauseous.

"Then lets go, you're on in 10 seconds." She said.

I nodded my head again, and counted down the clock.

When I set my first foot on stage the crowd instantly roared.

There might have only been two hundred people in the audience, but I could still feel the vibrations in my ear drums.

"Great to have you guys back." Jeff said as we took a seat.

"Great to be back." Niall smiled.

"So lets get right to it." Jeff said, "Harry, you just got released from a rehabilitation center, correct?"

"Um, no. It was a mental institution." I corrected. My cheeks grew hotter and I could tell my face got red.

"Oh, of course. Green Bay correct?" I nodded in agreement.

"So tell us because we are all dying to know, why were you there? There are just so many rumors, and we finally all want the truth."

This was it. I knew this day would come since the moment I stepped into Green Bay. I knew that I would have to reveal myself. There was no denying anything, or ignoring the question because it will always be brought up.

I have to say it.

"Because," my throat dried and my voice cracked. I don't know if I could do it. "I-" This was it. There's no going back now.

"It was a breakdown correct?" Jeff asked. "What made this break down have to send you to a mental hospital?"

I looked at Niall who shrugged. "I tried to kill myself." I said, as if I remembered what actually happened. Kelly told me to say this, and trust me, I really didn't want to. She made it seem like the truth though. Who knows, maybe I actually did try to kill myself.

And that was it. That was what the world was looking for. That is what the people were hoping for.

The crowd grew silent. My palms instantly became sweating and clammy.

Niall patted his hand on my back.

I looked back at him with a frown. He knew that I couldn't hide it forever.

"May we ask why?" Jeff went on.

"I don't think that's a good idea right now." Niall interrupted.

The people in the seats in front of me all stared. They all looked at me with pitiful eyes.

The sorrow that was bestowed in the crinkles of their eyebrows seemed like they were taunting me.

"Of course." Jeff replied. Then he started asking Niall a bunch of questions because he knew I probably wouldn't answer. None of the questions he asked him though were very personal. They were mostly about the band and the Where We Are tour and our futures as artists.

When the interview was over I stood up and thanked him for having us.

I did talk a little after my confession. I didn't want it to seem like there was anything wrong with me anymore. I didn't want them to see right threw me. Of course they didn't aim any more of the questions towards me either.