It is what it is.
Is what he said.
That was it.
Before I stepped inside,I noticed someone standing by the window,looking down at me.
I tried to ignore it,and stepped inside.
Darkness.Silence.
There was a male sitting on a chair,behind a desk.The desk was dusty,and the chair had a few spiderwebs.
I slowly walked towards him.He looked really tired,judging by the dark circles around his eyes.It was clearly noticable,but I stayed quiet.
The room was so dark,but even so,only one thing lit up the room,and that was.
His beautiful,bright,blue eyes.
...
"I don't belong here,"I spoke softly,"Yeah,I should go.Pretend non of this happened,bye."I turned away.
"No one ever leaves."The blue-eyed boy spoke,darkly.
I took a step back.
"I said,I don't belong here.."I whispered softly.
"Didn't ask,"He stood up.I couldn't help but let out a small laugh.He was so short compared to me,which made me less nervous.
"You can't keep me here..you can't do this.."
"It is what it is."
His beautiful,bright eyes.Were no longer bright.They were dark.Almost dull.Much like his voice.
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Paranoia|| L.S
FanfictionWhen Harry Styles,a mental patient at St. Louis Mental Institute,begins to fall for one of his 'doctors',Louis Tomlinson,that only makes things worst.
