Ya right, as if sleep was even crossing my mind that night. These people
couldn't be trusted. They were suspicious with their British and Irish accents,
and it was weird that they had survived. I was guessing it was about 3 in the
morning when I finally fell asleep. That night, I had dreams about the gun
shots, the bullets in my hands, everything. I knew I was dreaming, but I wasn't
letting myself wake up, maybe I'd find something out. "No, no!" I screamed and
started running away from the man. He was tall, very tall. He had guns of all
sizes in his bag, and a large amount of bullets for each one of them. "No!" I
screamed, locking myself in the bakery with everyone else. We all ended up
running to the back room where there were pictures all over the floor. I picked
one up and saw my brother and I from when I was 7.
I continued looking through the pictures, when I realized it was a puzzle, it would help me find out who the mystery man was. Once I was about to put the last piece in, I felt something rub up and down my arm and instantly shot up. I tried to scream but nothing came out. "Harry?!" I whispered when I saw his face, all lit up by the moonlight.
"You were having a nightmare. I wanted to wake you up." He said staring at me
with his gorgeous, green eyes, sparking in the starlight.
"Thanks..." I hesitated, knowing I was blushing but he couldn't see me in the dark.
"No problem." He said getting himself comfortable. "Wanna talk about it?"
"It was basically what happened today. Only I found something else." I said looking
around the room, teeth chattering from the cold of the Chicago, winter air.
"What else?" He said wrapping me up in the blanket he was using. I opened one
end of it and let him in, too.
"We'll, I was in the bakery again, and I went to
the back room, and there were pictures all over the floor. I realized that it
was a puzzle, and it was telling me who the mystery man was. Just as I was about
to put the last piece in, he barged though the door as was about to shoot the
gun, but you woke me up." I said shivering from the cold.
"Is that a bad thing or a good thing?" He asked.
"A good thing. I wouldn't have figured out who it
was anyways, I was about to die, then you woke me up before I could let out
scream that would've woken everyone else up." I said scooting in closer to him.
"What was that for?" He asked with a smirk.
"Body heat. I'm freezing." I replied.
"I could tell." He replied, teeth chattering along with mine.
I felt my eyes getting heavy again, and knew I was about to fall asleep. I closed them for
a minute, and rested my head on Harry's shoulder.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
My only response was a snore, then I drifted off to sleep.
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