Okay im feeling better but yesterday i swear my brain would transcend into the clouds whenever i moved like it was not a fun time. 

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"Do you know your name?" A medical technician asks me, inspecting my body. She placed a warm cloth on my forehead to stop the bleeding, and is now pressing on my arm. 

Of course i know my name. 

"Niall." I mumble, wincing as she touched my upper arm. I may have pulled a muscle while fighting, it's not every day i stab someone. 

"Do you know where you are?" She continues, trying her best to hoist me up. 

Oakdale.

"Jan, i need some assistance over here!" She calls out, putting one of my arms around her shoulders. Another woman makes her way over to me, a pity smile on her face. 

She is strongly built and seems to be the leader of the medical group. A badge on her breast reads 'Kiezer medical hospital'.

Zayn had been taken by the EMT's and to the ambulance for his excessive bleeding.

"We got you, honey." She whispers, putting my other arm around her and lifting me up. 

The rest of the technicians and officers start prying open the cells and letting the girls loose. Most of them are crying, thanking the officers on their knees, and hugging the others. 

I tried to lessen the weight by trying to walk with them, but i was too tired. I felt like i was going to pass out. 

"Its okay, just relax," Jan reassures, walking up the stairs, "You're going to be okay." 

"Who called you here?" I ask, slowly blinking my eyes. 

"Not certain, but i know it was a man. Styling, maybe?" 

Harry, my Harry saved me.

When i make it back to the upstairs, the place looked like it has just suffered an earth quake. 

It was empty, the patients had been removed as well as the staff, papers were scattered everywhere and the place seemed to be in disarray. 

I wonder where Zayn was, where Florence was, Alice....

This all seems so surreal, im glad its not, but there must be a catch to this...

They take me outside the doors i first entered, exposing me to the sunlight i hadn't seen in forever. 

The crisp air was incredibly refreshing, making me realize how stuffy it had been inside. Even the trees that had lost all their leaves had a beautiful lively glow, much different from the pastel blue hue that was inside. 

The wind that swept my hair, the sun that kissed my skin, the floral scent that flooded my nostrils all put a smile on my face. 

I am alive. 

I could see more clearly now, i physically felt healthier and happier. 

The only thing that kept me from experiencing the true nature, were the cop cars and the ambulance that were parked outside the entrance. 

I was above them, looking over at the ten something cars that waited to be filled with people. 

Soft weeping from a car a couple yards from me pulls in my attention. I dont bother with the technicians talking me, only focusing on my friend who has been harmed. 

Alice was in the car, her head in her hands and her back slumped over. She must have been scared of her mind.

"Excuse me," I say, pulling from the technicians arms, "I have to leave." 

I try to pull away from them, but my body betrays me. 

Everything feels so heavy. 

"Not so fast, we still have to bandage you." Jan soothes, leading me towards the ambulance where Zayn and Liam were. 

Florence was in the trunk of the ambulance, looking over Liam with a blank expression. Liam was hooked up to multiple devices and his wounds were being cleaned. 

She was not sad, nor was she happy. 

She must have sensed my staring, as she looks over at me. 

I see her smile softly at me, an apologetic and sorrowful expression. 

I look away. 

Zayn was outside the ambulance, shying away from officers when they passed him but accepting towards the help the technicians gave him. 

He was alone, but free. No longer does he have to bare the weight of Liam, his failing asylum, or his homosexuality. 

Although he may be going to jail, he will be more free in there than he ever was here. 

"Okay, honey, just stay put. This might burn a little," Jan warns, uncapping a bottle and pouring clear liquid onto my cut, "I know, I know." 

This shit burns!

She waits a while before wiping it off and placing gauze wrap around my head. 

I probably look like a complete moron. 

"Okay, you're all good. Let's get a change of clothes, yea?" Jan says, gently pulling me towards the entrance of the ambulance. 

It's then when i spot the person responsible for the police call, my savoir. 

Harry. 

He was searching for me, his eyes scanning the entrance of Oakdale while he casually chatted with officers. 

His injured arm was much better, in a new, cleaner sling. 

"I must go." I urge, pulling from Jan with all my might. 

I try to run to him, ending up only hobbling. "Harry!" I shout, the biggest smile growing on my face, "Harry, i'm here!" 

His head snaps over to me, and he matches my smile. His arms outstretch, ready to hold hold me. 

I fall into his arms, enveloped in warmth and familiarity. 

His arms constrict around my body, gluing me to him. 

"My love, what have they done to you?" He whispers, pulling away slightly to inspect my head, "Oh, my love!" 

I dont have the chance to respond before he pulls me into another long hug, "I apologize! I was not in my right mind to leave you there." 

"It's okay, Harry," I mumble against him, "I've missed you." 

"I have missed you so much i began to ache! I could not live long without you at home, each day was so dull. A couple days after i had left, i went to the local doctor and then i received a letter from Oakdale. Florence told of your whereabouts, encouraging i come back. So i did, with the police force." He explained, rubbing my back as he talked. 

Indirectly, Florence had saved me. 

"Let's go home, love. I have so much to talk to you about." Harry coerces, grabbing my hand and leading us to the stagecoach. 

Harry began talking about everything we could do once we were home, and i tried to listen but i couldn't. 

My body was out of Oakdale, but my mind wasn't.

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hi okay i can explain.

just kidding, perish

OKay wow i have to babysit bye dudes its almost the end of this book wow only epilouge lefthuafbva;lvnasdlb a

super quick qeustons

1) ah its over, how do yall feel aboyut everyones ending?

2) Florence!! Way to go, yay harry!

3) if there is a sequel, what do yall think its gonna be about?

4) it al over

okay i didnt edit this buyt i rll yhave to go so tbye gues ill ttyl