"Harry do you think you will ever be able to open yourself up to me?" Zayn asked.
"I don't know, will you ever be able to understand me?" Harry shot back staring into Zayn's eyes.
Where Harry is a psychopath who got caught by his therapist Zayn Mal...
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Zayn's POV-
As we sat there looking at Harry all I could do was look at his face features, how good his long hair fitted his face, how pink and plump his lips were, how his beauty marks made everything stand out. Harry has beautiful green eyes and they made me melt. I guess he felt my gaze when he looked at me, my heart started beating fast and I quickly looked the other way. Liam grabbed my hand and gripped it tight.
"Well officer if all your going to do is talk about my wrong doings then you can just lock me up now." Harry said shrugging.
"Do you two have any words before we ship him to the chambers?" The officer turned to Liam and I.
"Harry even though your not staying at the Asylum with us, I'll have all my fun torturing you from afar." Liam laughed.
"HAHA Have fun trying!" Harry said smiling.
There it is, that beautiful smile. A smile that can brighten up any room. A smile that made me like him even more and more, but yet a pretty smile can be really dangerous.
"Mr. Malik your meeting with Mr. Styles is tomorrow." The officer said.
I nodded my head and smiled.
"Thank you sir, I'll be ready."
"You guys are dismissed." He said once again.
With that being said Liam and I stood up and walked out. I couldn't do anything but think of how I was going to speak to Harry and how all I was going to ask. I was very curious about his pass and what made him want to do this. I wanted to break Harry. As I got in the car with Liam he stopped and looked at me.
"Zayn tomorrow I want you to get some important information from Harry. If he flirts with you or tries and make you fall for him, try not to fall for it." He said holding my hand.
"I love you to much, to lose you to a psychopath." Liam said kissing my hand.
This was the first time Liam ever said he loved me. I didn't know how to reply back. I didn't know if I felt the same way or if I was just there with Liam because I didn't want to be alone.
"I know Liam, I'll just go and do my job." I said looking straight.
Harry's POV-
When Zayn walked out the roomI couldn't do anything but laugh. It hasn't even been 24 hours and he is already whipped for me. The power my smile can do, it was fun teasing him and I'll have even more fun talking to him tomorrow. If I can break him, I can get the hell out quicker or ATLEAST access to Louis. I was snapped out of my thoughts when the officer grabbed me and started pulling me towards the door.
"BLOODY HELL?! You didn't have to pull me out of my seat like that!" I shouted.
"Oh my apologies, I'm just trying to get you to the helicopter on time." The young lad said.
I didn't feel like answering him so I just continued walking. If I'm honest I can't wait until my court day, I'm most curious on what the judge will have to say.
"Thank you Officer Mitch, you may go now." The Chief said grabbing me and throwing me on the helicopter.
"SERIOUSLY WHAT IS UP WITH YOU PEOPLE AND THROWING?!" I screamed.
"Take good care of him, Pilot." The Chief smirked and closed the door.
Yea he is the first person on my list that will be dead whenever I get outta this mess.
3 hours later...
We arrived to my chamber and when I said it was filled with security, this place was FILLED. Just outside on the landing grounds there were about 30 officers waiting for me. I felt honored 😌. The door opened and by surprise somebody picked me up and let me walk, instead of THROWING ME.
"Get this mad man changed and taken to his chamber." A man wearing all black said.
"I'm not mad, I actually feel pretty happy🙂." I said smiling.
"Stop talking." The person caring me said.
"How-" I said before being cut off by a water hose.
Before I knew it, I was being stripped and getting sprayed by water. Men in yellow suits started tagging me and running numbers on my skin. I heard some dude say;
"His number is 167."
After he said that, I was knocked out my a sack of sand.
(So like this chapter is a intro to Harry's life in the chambers sooooo get ready for his meeting with Zayn🙂)