One Direction Dream Journal

This is my dream journal. I know that these may seem made up, but I promise, they're not. I have very strange dreams. Most involve blood, a shooting, and One Direction for some strange reason. I'll update when I have more of these dreams. I do NOT make these up. I promise. If you want to read these awesome. If not, oh well. I hope you like it.


2. Almost Dying in Harry's Arms

A/N-- Okay so in this one, I am apperantly Harry's fiance'. I don't like Harry that kind of way in real life either so for all of you Stylators out there, I'm terribly sorry and I hope you like it anyways.


BOOM!!! BOOM!! I fall to the floorin my school cafateria ~It's a dream, anything can happen.~ blood covering my torso and welling up in my mouth. "JESSICA!" A familiar voice -my fiance' Harry- screams. "NO! No, no, no, no... Jessie! Baby oh my god! Baby!" he cries. "H-harry... I love you. No matter what happens, I just want you-" He cuts me off. "You are NOT going to die! You hear me?!" He puts a finger to my lips and I kiss it, staining it with blood. We're both in tears. He needs to hear this. "Harry, I may not make it and you know it!" I cry. "NO! No you will NOT! You will live and be okay! And when you get better, we'll get married baby! We will!" He yells in frustration. "H-harry, I love y..." I fade into the blackness. I faintly hear him scream "PLEASE!" As I slowly fade away. Leaving the world with agony, tears, and an undying love for my Hazza.

White-- White lights shine when I open my eyes. Is this heaven? Yes,I've come back to reality. "Jessie, Jessie baby please! Wake up! Come back to me sweetheart..." He whimpers and sobs. My Harry. My Heaven. My eyes adjust to the brightness and I turn to see Harry holding my hand in both if his. "Harry..." I whisper. "Jessica... baby? I'm right here sweetie, I'm right here." He whispers back. "Harry... baby..." Harry chuckles softly. "I'm right here Jessica. You see, I told you you wouldn't leave me love." Pain fills my body. A pain I can't ignore that comes from my bandaged torso. "Harry... Harry it hurts... Please make the pain go away!" I whimper. "I'll call the nurse. She'll make it go away." He presses a button on my drip. I see a nurse put a shot of morphine into it. "Harry, I don't... I don't have much t-time..." I sigh heavily as the morphine starts to take affect. "I love you Harry. St-stay with m-me..." I drift off into a now peaceful sleep with Harry's last word ringing through my head.


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