My Life For Hire (Larry Stylinson AU)[ON HOLD INDEFINITELY]

Chapter 3

Harry's POV

"C'mon Harry! Pick a card! I know you know this one!" Holland laughed at me. Louis had told her I was dyslexic and after the games we played, she was now helping me with my reading and math.

"I don't know which one it is! They all look the same!" I groaned and threw myself back, causing me to all off the back of the couch and crash to the floor on my back. I was momentarily dizzy and the wind was knocked out of me.

"Harry! Are you okay!?" Holland looked over the couch and down at me. I nodded my head. "Great! Now can you pick a card?"

"Hoooolllaaaaaaand, I'm tired and my head hurts!" I complained and rolled over onto my stomach. "I don't want to do this anymore!" My face was in the shaggy carpet that smelled like oranges. I liked oranges.

"Harry, if you pick a card I will tell you if you're right or not and then we'll be done," Holland said in a mumble, I looked up at her; she smiled and nodded.

"Card seventeen," I said randomly.

"Wrong, but because you're tired and didn't try I won't flick you in the nose," She smiled at me before she shoved the cards into her pocket. For every card I got wrong, she'd flick me in the nose. I had gotten sisxty-two wrong out of eighty. My nose was burning right now. "See you tomorrow morning Curly." She ruffled my hair.

"No! Don't come back!" I groaned and rolled over onto my back. She chuckled.

"You can't get rid of me," She shook her head, gave me a smile before she walked out the door.

I stayed on the floor looking at the ceiling. Holland was cool, she was somewhat laid back. She listened to me when I spoke instead of just ignoring me. I liked getting one on one time with counselors, I feel like I get more out of it. But I wasn't happy about pill prescription.

"Harry! Come and eat!" Paul called out. Supposedly Paul was our babysitter while Simon was at work. Why we needed a babysitter? I do not know.

"I'm not hungry!" I called back.

"I don't care! You're eating, Louis told me you didn't eat lunch! You have to eat!"

"But I don't want foooooooood!" I groaned and hopped to my feet.

"Harry, just come out and I'll leave you alone!" Paul wagered.

"Fine, what did you make?" I asked while walking into the kitchen the boys were already sitting at the table, eating different foods.

"I made you a sandwhich, but I can make you something else if you don't one. I'll just give the sandwhich to Niall, he eats everything!" Paul whispered the last part into my ear. I laughed.

"Can I have Mac 'N Cheese?" I asked.

"Sure, it'll take about ten minutes, in the mean time sit down at the table so I don't have to chase you down when it's done."

I sat there quietly drumming my fingers on the counter. Zayn was glaring at me, and I glared back at him. He rolled his eyes and looked away. My phone began to ring, not the one Simon gave me but my other crappy one.

"Ugh! Who is trying to socialise with me!?" I growled and pulled out my phone. It was Susan, I immediatly pressed the green button. "Susan!"

"Harry! Oh my god! I miss you!" She squealed into the other end. I hopped up from the table and ran into the den.

"Harry! Get back in the kitchen!" Paul snapped, I ignored him.

"Suuuuusaaaaan," I said into the phone.