"I'm not crazy, I swear!" You were panting and breathing quite rapidly. This is not normal behavior, especially for you.

"Having you been taking your medication?" I asked as I tried to put you into your bed. I had a needle inside my white coat ready to put you to sleep.

You stopped panting and freaking out as you look at me with complete shock and hatred onto your face. As if I had insulted your mother's cooking.

"Don't even consider me one of them." you said with your eyes narrowed at me.

"For all we know Mr. Lover Boy could be some psycho!" you shouted as I took out my needle and plunged it into your arm. You swayed a little then fell backwards onto your bed as I tucked you in and turned off your lamp.

"Heal soon, please." Were all I could say.I'm


4. lexi

"So how's the new guy?" asked Brendon as I stood up from my seat. I decided not to tell him that I'd met Harry before.

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I'm about to find out."

"You still haven't worked on him?" He asked with shock. I simply shook my head as he sighs.

"I gave him breakfast and some medication." He admits as it was my turn to be shocked.

"Really? What was it like?" I asked as he chuckled and said, "It's like your asking how my prom date went."

I rolled my eyes and started walking to Harry's assigned room with him.

"He seems fine, but you could tell something's bugging him." He says.

"What do you mean?"

"He apparently knows a patient here, and went nuts." He continues with his explanation. That doesn't sound like the Harry I met yesterday. Although it's not like I knew the guy my entire life, so who am I to judge.

"Why'd he freak out?" I asked trying to focus back onto our conversation.

Brendon shrugged his shoulders and said, "Something about the patients disappearing."

I gasped as I realized who Harry's friends with. I soon reached Harry's room and hear Brendon mumble a good luck. He soon walked down the hall as some of the female nurses giggled and talked about him.

Brendon was known for his good looks and charisma, a lot of the female nurses would think inappropriate thoughts about him, and say how he's good in bed.

I always rolled my eyes and continued with my daily work. Brendon did look like an angel from above, but he was always seen as a friend for me.

I sigh as I look at the wooden door in front of me. I put my hand on the old door knob and twist it open slowly.

I peek inside to see Harry lied down on his bed as he runs a hand through his hair. I walk in and close the door after myself, and hear shuffling.

I turn around to see Harry, staring at me.

"I didn't know you worked here." He said with a smirk as I began to feel a bit uncomfortable.

"I didn't know you'd be a patient." I said as his smirk soon falls.

"I'm not crazy you know? I mean did I act suspicious or crazy yesterday?" He asks as I sat down on the small metal chair by the metal desk.

"Not really, but I don't know you well." I explained as he nodded his head and look out his window. There were bars on it so nobody could escape from it.

The only way you could escape from here is if you take the back exit for the employees. Or if you're signed out of here by an employee.

"You know Louis." I blurt out as he looks back at me. His eyes widen and he soon sighs.

"Yeah, he's my best friend." he says as my eyebrows furrow.

"Is he actually, um-"

"Crazy? No he's not. He's just like me." explains Harry as I nod my head.

"What do you know about the disappearing patients?" I ask. Harry now stares at me intently as he shrugs and states, "I thought you're supposed to help heal me, not interrogate me."

My lips parted and I soon say, "Harry I want you to know that you can-"

"Trust you? Not anymore. You're one of them." He says. One of them? Who is he speaking about?

"Just leave."

"Harry wait-"

"Leave! Get out! I don't want to speak to anyone!" He shouts as I nod my head and put my hand on the door.

Before I walk out I say, "I believe you."

I then walk out and head over to my desk to search up Joel Jenkins.

I don't know what's going on here, but Harry and Louis knowing the same topic isn't a coincidence that's for sure.

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