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Click, click, click.

The therapist taps her fingers against her clipboard. Louis can't see the papers, but he knows what they're about.

Click, click, click.

It's getting louder and faster. More impatient.

Click, click, click.

Louis doesn't know if he can take it much longer.

Click, click, cli-

"Stop."

"I asked you a question."

"I- um- I- I."

Louis isn't sure what she asked.

"How are you feeling today Mr. Tomlinson?"

"Empty."

"Please do explain."

Louis thinks he shouldn't have to try and untangle his thoughts. He has enough stress as it is, but she seems to think that it's good for him.

"It's not something that can be explained. It's just... there."

She looks confused.

"The empty feeling?"

"Yeah. It's like I'm in a box. The four walls just keep getting closer and closer together, and I keep pushing and pushing trying to make them stop, but they won't."

She raises an eyebrow. 

"Mr. Tomlinson, you're not in a box."

He looks at her as if he's questioning her intellegence.

"It's a simile."

"And you're a walking contradiction." 

Louis gives her a look that appears to sentence her to death with his eyes alone.

"I can't walk incase those charts of your's  have forgotten. I haven't even left my room in three days."

"I'm aware. It wasn't meant to be literal." 

Louis sighs.

"Nothing you say ever is."

She raises an eyebrow and half smiles.

"Except that I'm literally asking you how you feel."

"And I'm literally telling you that I feel empty."

She huffs out a sigh of frustartion. Louis' frustrated too.

"That's not a feeling Mr. Tomlinson."

"Don't." Louis' fuming. "Don't you even fucking dare try to tell me what I can and cannot feel."

"Calm down, and watch your language Mr. Tomlinson."

Did she really just tell him to calm down?

"Will you please just leave?" 

She shakes her head.

"The nurse needs to come in for your checkup first."

"I told you I'm never letting that psycho bitch in here again."

Louis states emotionless.

"Not her Louis."

She sighs.

"Then who?"

Louis' curious now.

"Harry."

Oh. Oh, that's definitely new. A male nurse. Louis thinks that could be alright.

// dedicated to valentinelarry becuase apparently she reads this (according to the who's reading bar) and also her and her account are just really lovely.

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