The Mental Institution! (Harry Styles) COMPLETED

Good Day Turned Bad.

Chapter Fifty Four

Phoebe's POV

I was waiting outside the prison, waiting to see my 'Uncle'. My Uncle was the one, who held Harry and the others captive. The only reason why I am going to see him is to tell him to keep his mouth shut about Piper. I don't want her finding out that our-. My train of thought was interrupted by one of the prison guards coming over to me. He smiled and opened the door for me to enter.

"He is ready to see you now." He told me and I nodded and entered through the door he had opened for me moments ago. I saw my Uncle as soon as I entered the room. He wore a grey/black prison onesie and black boots. When he saw me, he smirked and held his cuffed arms up.

"You look like you could use a hug, Pheebs." He chuckled as he knew I couldn't and wouldn't hug him because of his cuffs. The prison guard scoffed and opened the door.

"Ten minutes, lady. Make him count." He said and exited the room, locking it as he went. I turned back to my Uncle and sighed. He still had that stupid smirk on his face. I leaned forward and looked him in the eyes.

"I want your word that you won't tell Piper the truth." I told him and he laughed.

"Why don't you want your 'Sister' to know that she was adopted?" He smirked and I glared at him.

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Piper's POV

"Try her phone again." Harry said and I sighed and turned to him.

"I have tried her cell four times now. How can Niall not know where my Sister is if they live together?" I asked and he laughed while placing the lid back on Sydney's now empty bottle and placing it on the coffee table. I walked over to him and took Sydney, so, that I could burp her as Harry still won't do it in case she is sick on him. Harry took my phone and went into the kitchen with it. Probably to call Phoebe again. 

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Harry's POV

On the fifth ring, Phoebe picked up.

"Hey, Sis!" She said and I chuckled.

"Unless I have had my private bits ripped out, a virgina moulded, hair grown and breast implants put in, I am not your Sister." I said and she laughed her head off.

"Sorry, Harry. How can I help you?" She asked and I walked into the living room with the phone and saw Piper placing the blanket over a sleeping Sydney. I handed her the phone and sat down. Piper walked into the kitchen.

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Piper's POV

"I have something to tell you, Piper." Phoebe said and I sat down on one of the kitchen stools.

"Shoot." I said as I got comfortable. She sighed, then, spoke.

"I am so sorry to tell you this, Piper, but, he won't keep quiet. You were adopted when you were one years old by Mum and Dad." She said and the phone slipped from my hands and onto the floor. The floor suddenly got closer and blackness surrounded me before I knew it.

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