Paul was making the group do trust exercises in group therapy, Harry made sure he was paired with Nick even though the instructions were to find a partner you hardly talk to.

"Now, fall" Paul instructed, Harry fell back into Nick's welcoming arms, as he was falling he thought about Louis and how he trusted that boy, although they were hardly ever alone, he felt that all his darkest secrets would be safe with that peculiar boy. He thought about his parents, and how they had sent him away, unable to deal with his problems on their own.

"You are so heavy." Nick teased, snapping him out of his thoughts. Harry found it strange how he was always thinking in group therapy, always lost in his thoughts when he should be paying attention.

He was never like that any place else, his thinking seemed to always happen in times where he needed his attention elsewhere. Which is why he was always in trouble.

At the lunch table, he made sure to sit next to Louis, the skinny boy was barely touching his food, playing it around the ends of his fork, acting the part, but Harry didn't once see him bring it towards his lips. There was no doubt that Louis had talent in the way he squashed his mashed potato in a way that made it seem like it had been eaten.

He watched how Louis would interact with Niall, teasing him, acting like a big brother, but it was more than that. Like they had a connection or something.

"You want my chicken baby blue?" Louis asked Niall as he handed him over his 'left overs' Niall nodded, before the plate had even been pushed in front of him, his fork had already stabbed the meat like he was a scavenger.

"Aren't you hungry?" Harry asked, before suddenly feeling nosy, Louis opened his mouth to respond. Nobody ever brought attention to his eating habits. Nobody asked him if he was hungry, ever.

"I am waiting for ice-cream." He said softly, everyone turned back to their own conversations, glad that Louis hadn't yelled or made a scene. Liam for one had always been too scared to mention anything to Louis when he refused to eat, he had always expected to get into a fight or something.

"Great." Harry nodded as the mousy brunette walked over and handed Louis an ice-cream. "There you go sweetheart." She said with a preppy smile. Harry knew who this girl was, and he didn't like her one bit. E-L-E-A-N-O-R.

Louis looked up at her with admirable eyes, Harry noticed the way their hands lingered as she passed him the cone, he couldn't help but be jealous by the way she returned the look. She was staff, he growled in his mind. They weren't allowed to fall for patients. How dare she ruin this for him!

"See you at dinner." He smiled as she walked away, Harry's eyes followed Louis' gaze landing straight to her perfectly rounded bum. He fumed inside, what did he see in her? She was way too old for him! More importantly what did she see in an anorexic 17 year old when she could probably have any guy she batted her eye lashes at outside?

"I want ice-cream." Niall whined, his second plate was now empty Harry noted, he shook his head at his stomach's abilities.

"Dude that kid can eat!" He said to nobody in particular. Liam turned around to face him with a smile. "he would have cleared your plate if you had let him."

Harry didn't doubt that for a second. When Louis had finished his ice-cream, and everyone else in the hall had vanished, it was just the two of them left. Harry knew exactly why he was staying, but he couldn't work out why he had let himself.

"So, you and Eleanor huh?" He questioned once Louis had wiped his fingers clean. Since he took so long to eat, most of his ice-cream had dripped down his arms, and all over the table. Harry helped him wipe up the mess as Louis took his time to answer.

"Yeah, I mean she's a great cook." He lied, avoiding the subject as best he could.

"Have you snogged her?" He tried to be more direct, he wanted the light blush on Louis' face to be in his imagination, he wanted it to all be fake, but he knew it wasn't.

Louis turned around to face him, touching his lip lightly at the memory, he didn't speak instead he just nodded, before standing up and struggling to push his seat back under the table. It was then that Harry's heart sank, he helped Louis with his seat for a moment before rushing off to visit Liam, who he knew would have something to say about all of this.

"You fancy Louis?" Liam repeated, he and Zayn were seated on Liam's bed as Harry stood in front of them, looking down at his feet. Zayn gave Liam a look as if to say that it was obvious.

"Yeah, but he's been sucking face with that bird, and I just don't know what to do." He sighed, slinking his hands into his pockets.

Liam nodded and thought for a moment. "Talk to El about it, maybe she can give you more information on their relationship. I don't personally think that they are together, I mean I don't doubt that they have kissed or whatever but I'm pretty sure she is just trying to make him feel special, considering his condition." Harry frowned, sure that was sweet of her but at the same time it was a little sad. Imagine if he found out? He would be devastated, but at the same time Liam was only guessing, he had no idea apart from what Louis had told him, which wasn't a hell of a lot.

Harry knew what he had to do, and that was talk to her, he just had no idea how.

"Where can I find her?"