Harry's POV
After Louis and I shower we change back into our clothes. He skips down the hallway, pulling me behind him.

"I'm going to go get some water." Louis says, walking off down the hall. I watch him walk away and I smile, happy he's doing things on his own.

I make my way down there, thinking about getting out of here with Louis. He can stay at home and watch the house while I'm at work. We can adopt a cat or dog and maybe a kid when the time is right.

"Hey Harry." I hear someone say. I turn and see Liam with a blonde boy next to him.

"Hey." I say, smiling back at him.

"This is Niall. He's going to work here for a little to see if he wants to be a counselor." He says, patting him on the back.

"Hello." He says, slowly reaching out to shake my hand. I quickly grab it and laugh a little, seeing the way he flinches back.

"Don't worry. Harry is the most sane one here." Liam says. Niall laughs a little and then drops my hand. "Wheres Louis?" He asks.

"He went to go get some water." I say. Liam nods and then I hear a screech.

A Louis screech to be exact.

I take off down the hallway, hearing Liam running behind me. I enter the kitchen to see Louis's wrists in the mans hands. The man that Louis punched earlier.

I run over to them and try to pull him off Louis. I see a wet stain on the front of his shirt and see the discarded cup on the floor.

"Let him go." I say trying to pull him away.

"S-stop! Do not touch!" Louis says, trying to break from his grip. Hearing Louis remember to use his words makes something snap in me. I reel my arm back and punch him in the face, sending him falling onto his arse.

Twice in one day.

Louis quickly falls into my arms, mumbling a mantra of "Harry's". He holds onto me as if I'm going to leave, his small hands grabbing my shirt tightly.

"Shhh. You're okay Lou. You're okay." I say petting the back of his head. "You used your words Lou. I'm so proud of you." I say, feeling him tremble in my arms.

"This patient attacked me!" The guy starts to scream. I roll my eyes and rub Louis's back. Liam tries calming the man down but he continues making a fuss.

"Harry, I have to take you away." Liam says sadly.

"What the fuck no." I say, feeling Louis tighten his grip on me.

"Harry, come on. You're not in trouble." He says. I just hold Louis tighter before I see two guards in white walking down the hallway.

"That's him, he attacked me." The man says. I look to Liam but he just stares at me.

The guards grab my arms and Liam pulls Louis away from me.

"What the fuck! Are you kidding?!" I scream, fighting against them.

"D-Dr. Payne, let-let me go." Louis says trying to get to me. He just pulls Louis away and he let's out a sob, trying to get free.

The guards force me down the hall, being able to restrain me since there are two of them.

"Please, please, Louis needs me. He needs me." I say, trying to stop them from taking me where ever. The more I hear Louis trying to call after me the angrier I get. I feel like fire is coursing through my veins.

I turn and look over one of their shoulders and I see Liam sticking a needle into his arm. Louis let's out a strangled groan as Liam forces him to the floor.

"Louis!" I call out. The guard forces my head forward and I hear Louis weakly call my name.

"H-Harry." He whimpers out. I fight the guards until they force me in a room, strapping me to the bed. They inject something into my arm that makes the room spin and I slowly start to fall asleep.

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When I wake up Liam is sitting by my bed. I look over to him and he smiles at me, not saying anything.

"Where," I stop, clearing my throat when I hear how raspy it is. "Where's Louis?" I ask, my voice lower than normal.

"He's fine." Liam says.

"No, where is he?" I ask harsher this time.

"He's in the lounge." Liam says, clenching his jaw. "You've been out for a few days." He says. He unlocks my arms and walks out the room, looking back at me before slamming the door shut.

I am then alone, slowly getting up and checking to see if the door handle is locked. It easily turns and I see Liam standing by the door.

"Harry promise you won't freak out when you see him." Liam says to me. I look at his face for a second before sprinting down the hallway to see him, my brain instantly panicking.

Liam yells after me but I keep running. What's wrong with him? Did they hurt him? God I swear if they hurt him.

I stop in the lounge, looking around before I see him. He's looking out the window and he's wearing mittens on his hands. Pink to be exact.

"Lou." I call out. He perks up when he sees me.

Oh my god.

He has a black eye.

I sprint over to him and he smiles weakly. I sit down next to him and grab his wrist, taking his glove off.

"Zayn said I have to wear th-"

"Don't care. I wanna hold your hand." I say, throwing the glove on the ground and grabbing his hand. He sighs and tightens his grip leaning on me.

It was raining heavily outside and it seemed as though when Louis was sad the world cried with him. I look at the top of his head, rested on my shoulder.

"What happened to you?" I ask, kissing it softly.

"The guy punched me. It hurt. And then I kept scratching really bad. Zayn bought me these mittens so I wouldn't." He says, not looking at me.

"Bastard." I say.

"More like cunt." He says making me let out a bark of laughter. He lifts his head of my shoulder and smiles at me, laughing a little himself.

"I don't believe I've ever heard you cuss, Mr. Tomlinson." I say and his smiles falls.

"I don't like that last name." He says, his grip loosening on my hand.

"I'm sorry, Lou. I didn't know." I say, almost begging him to keep holding my hand. He just nods and looks back out the window.

"Reminds of my family." He says softly.

"I'm sorry." I say. He shrugs and lays back down on my shoulder.

"Will you be my boyfriend Harry?" He asks, looking up at me. I freeze and then slowly nod my head. "U-unless you're not gay. I just- I thought that maybe- I forgot if you told me-"

"Shh, Lou. I would love to be your boyfriend. I just- you surprised me." I say. He smiles when I do the same to him.

"What do boyfriends do?" He asks. I just smile at his innocence and kiss his lips softly. He giggles and covers his face.

"That." I say.

"I liked it. Can we do it again?" He asks again. I laugh and kiss him again, this time letting it linger longer. I hum a little and he smiles.

"Harry." Liam says, walking into the room. We break apart and Liam smiles softly before leaning down in front of us. "They're going to reopen your case. There was another killing and since you're in here," he says, trailing off.

"Oh my god. Really?" I ask, tightening my grip on Louis's hand.

"Yes." He says, getting up and walking away. I fly up out of my seat and hug Louis, spinning him around. He laughs and wraps his arms around me.

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