Veronica looked around the hospital walls. for 13 years she had been in a mental hospital when she was perfectly fine and knowing that her sister had married her husband and taken her son and lied to him all these years but when Dr.Malik helps her run away from the hospital can she get her son , Harry , back and change the way he thinks about her or can she make her ex-husband Niall love her like he used to , or lastly can she make her brother Louis treat her like he used to ?


3. Wrong Ideas

Veronica’s POV
I heard a clicking sound and I got up, Zayn came in looking upset.

“Hey Veronica” he said dully

“Hey Zayn what’s up” I said awkwardly

“I had a fight with Perrie” he said as his voice cracked slightly, I hugged him and he buried his head in my neck.

“What happened ?” I asked him

“She didn’t like the fact I quit my job” he said, I didn’t answer but just patted him on the back.

“Hey you want to eat pizza” he asked

“Uh, sure” I said, he dialed pizza hut and I waited. He came back and laid down on the couch.

“So what have you been up to ?” he asked

“Nothing” I lied, he hated Holly and couldn’t tell him that I called her.

 The doorbell rang and he got up to answer it , minutes later he came in with 2 pizza boxes.

“Dig in” he said as he opened them.

“Oh yeah. You are now allowed to go anywhere you want anytime you want” he told me with a small smile.

We finished eating and I went back in. 

“Zayn I want to see Harry” I told him

“Tomorrow we will go see him but do not talk to him” he said

I nodded a little upset.
“Come on go to sleep we have to go early tomorrow to see him” he said and I nodded. He took my hand and pulled me to a bed had a big bed that had white sheets on it.

“Zayn can you sleep with me, I am scared” I said looking at the ground.

“Sure” he said with a small chuckle I smiled and laid down on my side as he did the same, so we were face to face. He looked nervous but then he shut his eyes and I assumed he was asleep. I shut my eyes and drifted off.


When I woke up it was 4:00 am and the sun was barely shining. My head was on Zayn’s bare chest and his arm was around me. I got up startled and quickly made to check that he wasn’t naked by touching his thigh, I felt cloth underneath my fingers. Me in his arms felt nice but strange. I slowly unwrapped myself from his arms and went outside. A few minutes later Zayn sat next to me.

“Hey Veronica” he said in his morning voice.

“Hey Zayn” I told him as I smiled.

He made eggs and gave me a plate. We finished and I stared at him.

“Get dressed we have to leave now if we’re going to go see Harry.” He said and I jumped up and went to change. I got out to see him dressed and we got into his car. He kept driving until we were in front a compound gate. He entered the compound and we stopped in front of a big house. We waited until a tall boy with curly brown hair and green eyes went outside the house And into a big yellow school bus.

“That’s Harry” said Zayn smiling

I went outside the car and smiled, my lips trembling slightly. He went on the school bus and sat at the back and looked outside the window. I went in front of him so he could see me and I waved at him. He waved back and frowned. The school bus started moving and I couldn’t see him anymore. I ran to Zayn.

“Did you see how he waved at me, he could’ve remembered me” I said to Zayn excitedly.

“Come on” said Zayn

“Zayn I want to talk to him please , I want to tell him who I am” I said

“You can’t” he said calmly

“Why not” I said my anger rising

“Because imagine if you were him, would you believe a random stranger came up to you and told you , she was your mom, would you believe her” he said his voice rising slightly I shook my head and went into his car.


Harry’s POV

I looked at my best bud Liam.

“I just saw the hottest looking chick I had ever seen, I am so going to nail her” I told him

“When your done with her pass her to me, I really need to have some good sex” he told me as he winked and I nodded.


Hello I am Harry Horan, My mom is a wacko, my dad’s a drunken dude but I still love him, and my uncle is a player and a pervert. What a family !!

I had become a mix of all of them. I drink, I have sex with any girl I meet, and I am impatient. All in all I am such a mess for an 18 year old guy. 

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