Madison POV
There's this new volunteer. He introduced himself yesterday. I don't know if I like him yet but if he's like the others I probably won't. I-
The door opens and a brown haired boy stands in the doorway.
I immediately close my diary.
"Good morning Madison."
I look down at my diary. Did he see me writing?
"So, I'll put your food right here on the table. If you need anything else you know what to do."
I look up at him and nod. He smiles and walks away.
I just nodded when Harry told me something. I never even made eye contact and now I reacted to what he said. Is it because I like him?
I don't know, maybe it's just because he doesn't look at me like all the others do. Like I'm a complete crazy bitch. I guess it would be nice to have something that comes close to having a friend. Maybe I could talk to him? I don't even know if I can speak after all those years.Harry POV
I walk into Madison's room with a tray filled with food.
When she sees me, she immediately closes the notebook in front of her.
"Good morning Madison."
She looks down at the notebook on her desk.
"So, I'll put your food right here on the table. If you need anything else you know what to do."
She looks up and nods. I smile at her and walk away.
She just reacted to something I did. That must be a good sign.
Maybe I should talk to her psychiatrist about this. She's making progress.
After I bring all the other patients their food, I walk to the psychiatrist's office.
I knock on the door and walk in.
"Mr Styles, come in."
"Hi sir, there's a patient I'd like to talk to you about. "
"Okay, sit down." He points to the chair in front of me.
As I sit down he crosses his arms.
"So, which patient do you wanna talk about?"
"Madison Avery, I think she's making progress."
Mr. Johnson sighs.
"I think you should get that idea out of your head, she's been here for two years and she hasn't spoken a word since she got here. There's no saving her."
"But I really thi-"
"Mr. Styles, like I said, there's no saving that girl. I'm sorry but it's the truth."
"I guess I'll go then."
I stand up and shake his hand. When I walk out I hit my fist against a wall.
Why can't he just believe me?
She deserves a chance.
I'm gonna get her out of here.
Soooooo Harry has a plan xp
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FanfictionThe story of how Harry, a 19 year old volunteer at a mental institution, falls in love with Madison, an 18 year old psychiatric patient. 2014 hoodslover - All rights reserved