Saved In The A.M.

21-Night Changes

BEFORE YOU READ: i'm sorry its late, it was my birthday yesterday (19 woohoo) and my family came over tonight, also it's not as long as usual but it's fine cos i'll update again tomorrow, also pls read the note at the end of the chapter, I LOVE YOU ALL THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT

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------ LIAM'S POV------

"They're here!" The twins exclaim as they run to the door. It's been a few days since Louis was admitted to the mental health clinic and about 3 weeks since Jay passed.

"Nan! Pop!" The girls squeal, engulfing their beloved grandparents in hugs the minute I can open the door. Since Jay's passing, they've been organising their house and everything so they can accomodate for an extra five children which is why we've been looking after the kids at the moment.

"My beautiful babies!" Nana Poulston exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around the girls. "Alright mate, how are ya?" Poppa Poulston asked me, "exhausted to be honest" I confessed "I don't know how Jay did it" a watery smile on my face. "she was amazing wasn't she" he sighed, clearly missing his daughter immensely. "The absolute best". And with that, we headed into the kitchen to meet everyone else.

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------ LOUIS' POV ------

A knock on the door wakes me up from my half slumber, I look at the clock and see that it's almost 10A.M. time for my first group counselling session. "Louis it's time you head down to social therapy" Aleyna informs me as she steps into my room, thats what they call group counselling to make it sound more inviting... it's not working. I like Aleyna, easily my favourite nurse because she's nice, but she doesn't sugarcoat shit either and most importantly, she could not give a fuck that I'm famous, some people heard I was here and although no one has come up to me yet, I see them staring.

I grunt in annoyance as I peel myself off my bed. "Louis I know you hate it here, but just give it a chance, this is where you'll make some friends, so if you don't want to be bored out of your mind while you're here, you'll take it upon you to take advantage of the services we offer" she states casually. "Alright love, I know, I know" I reply as we head out of my room. "Do you need directions or do you know where the room is?" she asks me kindly, "nah, I got shown where everything is when I first got here, I'll be able to find it". "Alright then, I'll see you later" she says as she wanders off in a different direction.

I walk into the room and out of about 10 chairs, only 2 aren't taken, so I take a seat in one of them. Immediately, I'm drawn to the person on my left, I'm sat next to a tall looking boy who is chatting with the guy beside him, he has a dark blonde hair almost reaching his shoulders, with similar curls to Harry's. He's wearing black skinny jeans, high top black and white converse, and a Rolling Stones T-shirt with a leather jacket on top. I'm drawn to him by his smell, he smells just like harry, and he talks like him too except he appears to have an accent, Australian maybe? The psychologist sits down in the last seat, breaking me out of my trance.

"Morning everyone, my name is Dr. Dawkins but you all can just call me Matt because through these sessions, I want you to feel like I'm more than just a doctor because to me, this is more than just a job." I glance around the room and can see everyone is paying attention, the boy next to me however, is playing with a loose thread on his T-shirt.

"Alright, let's start by going around the circle and introducing yourselves to the group. I want to know your name, a hobby you enjoy, a fun fact about yourself, and what brings you here." The person across from me starts and others follow after him until the only people left is myself and the boy sitting to my left and I decide to speak up first.

"My name is Louis, I like to write songs and sing, I'm the oldest of seven kids and I'm here because I have bulimia and Anorexia" I admit to the group, feeling more comfortable that other people are here for that reason too. The boy next to me looks up for the first time after realising it's his turn, he clears his throat and begins to speak. "My name is Luke, I like to play guitar, I'm in a band and I'm here because I have depression and anxiety" he states dully. Luke is a nice name, it suits him, and he plays guitar, that's cool, I've always wanted to learn how to play guitar, maybe if we become friends he might teach me.

The session flies by, much quicker than I expected and before I know it, we are being let out of the room. Matt thanks us all for being there and once I'm out the doorway, I turn around to go find a toilet when someone runs right into me, "Oh sorry mate, I'm so clumsy, I didn't mean to run into you, I'm so sorry" he says frantically, and the moment his eyes meet mine, I realise who it is. "Hey, don't stress, I'm fine, It's okay. You're Luke though right? the one in the band?" I ask and I can almost see his heart pounding so hard it's about to burst right out of his chest as he looks down at the floor. "Um yeah that's me, you're Louis, from One Direction right?" he questions nervously. "Yeah that's me" I laugh, "you're not a crazed fan are you?" I joke, and I can see him loosen up a bit. "No but I think you're really talented, 'Home' is such a good song, you're a lyrical genius" he mumbles shyly and I see an opportunity so I take it, "well maybe if you can teach me how to play guitar, I can help you write some songs?" I propose and he looks up from the ground and for a split second it looks like there might be a sparkle in his eyes, it fades quickly however, "Well I've got my guitar in my room if you wanted to start now?" he asks and I nod my head, "I'd love that" I say as we head down the hallway, completely forgetting about needing to go to the bathroom.

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