Age is just a number (A Harry Styles fanfic)

Bio: hi I'm Brie, if you are wondering yes I'm Louis Tomlinson little sister. This is the first summer I get to stay with him and the rest of One Direction. I miss Lou so much. He's never home anymore so I can't wait to see him.

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22. Nightmares

 

~Harry's POV~     I wake up to someone screaming. I open up one eye a crack and look around. I'm in Brie's room; I smile, until I hear screaming. Right next to me, Brie is screaming my name and fighting in her sleep. I start to shake her to try to wake her up. I softly start calling to her.    " Brie, baby wake up. I'm right here. Wake up, it's okay," I coo.    " Harry! Harry! Harry save me!," she screams.    " Brie, wake up!" I say a little louder.   I wake up to someone screaming. I open up one eye a crack and look around. I'm in Brie's room; I smile, until I hear screaming. Right next to me, Brie is screaming my name and fighting in her sleep. I start to shake her to try to wake her up. I softly start calling to her.    " Brie, baby wake up. I'm right here. Wake up, it's okay," I coo.    " Harry! Harry! Harry save me!," she screams.    " Brie, wake up!" I say a little louder.   I shake her harder, I finally get her up. At first she screams, then she stops when she sees I'm there. I pull her into my lap and rub her back. She clings onto me and doesn't budge one inch. I rock her back and forth trying to calm her down. She sobs lightly into my chest, letting out a couple of sniffs here and there. She still feels so tense, whatever was in that dream must of been horrible. Her mum peaks her head in, I wave to her signalling that I've got it. She nods and closes the door again. Rubbing her back doesn't seem to be working so well. She's shaking like a leaf and won't stop crying. I decide on something that I absolutely knew was going to work. I softly start to sing 'Isn't She Lovely' in her ear. By the chorus, I feel her un-tense. Her breathing unhitches and I lay her back down next to me. I continue to sing as I lay down with her. She puts her head in the crook of my neck and nestles close to me. Slowly, but surely, she falls back to sleep. I got to sing her to sleep, just like I always wanted. I don't fall back to sleep until I know she's asleep. But after awhile, sleep takes it's course and I'm gone.        ~In the morning~        The sun  shown in through Brie's window. It keeps me from falling back to sleep. I open my eyes up, blinking in the sunlight. After a minute or two, my eyes adjust and I can see again. To my left, Brie is sleeping soundly; I smile knowing she was able to stay asleep. To my right, is a billowing note on the nightstand. I snatch it from it's place under my phone and start to read it.    " Harry,  Thank you for taking care of Brie last night. She's been having horrible nightmares ever since she came home. The only thing you can get out of her about it is that they are about you. I mean she all but screams your name all night. She won't talk to me about it, but she might tell you. You have this bond with her that I'll never understand. Well I'm off to work, there's breakfast in the kitchen.  ~Jay."    That's not the only nightmare she's had. Oh Brie! I put the note back on the nightstand and stare up at the ceiling. If they're about me, why would she have one if I'm here. I want to know what they are about so I can help her. She was screaming bloodly murder last night, I was terrified. At least if she told me, I could help her through it. I'll have to ask her when she get's up. I turn to face the digital clock sitting on her nightstand. 10:38 am. Well it's no better time for the 'Wake up Song'. I detach her from me and stand up ontop of her bed. That's when I start jumping.             She pulls the blanket over her head and moans. I pull it off of her and keep jumping. She gets really annoyed and starts hitting me. I chuckle and her weak punches, she's to sleepy to really fight me.   " Harry, shut up," she groans sleepily.    Her morning voice is so sexy. Well it's over now, she just turned me on. I grab her and pull her out of bed. She shivers and nestles deeper into my chest. We go downstairs and I put her on the couch. She puts one of the pillows over her head and tries to go back to sleep. I pull it off of her and throw it on the floor.    " Harry," she whines.    I chuckle again and start to trail butterfly kisses on her neck. She opens her eyes instantly and she blushes.    " Well I found my way of waking you up," I joke.    She slaps my arm and starts to rub the sleep out of her eyes. Then she lays her head back into my lap.    " Why can't I sleep? I was up till late."    " Because we are not sleeping the whole day. I want to spent time with you."    " I want to spend time with my pillow."    " I'm hurt."    I start to fake cry into the pillow next to me. She twirls her fingers through my curls. She loves doing that, I'll never understand what my curls do to women.    " Aw, I didn't mean to make Curly cry," she says in a baby voice.    " Well you did!" I tease.    She continues to play with my curls.    " I sowwy."    " It's okay."    I sit back up and peck her cheek.  She smiles madly and gets up and goes to the kitchen. I tag along after her, watching what she's doing. She grabs two bowls for the cabinet and two spoons. Then she grabs some Lucky Charms and pour so in each bowl. Finally, she adds milk to both. She hands me mine and we sit back out in the living room. She was about to turn the telly on, but I stopped her.    " We need to talk."    " 'Bout what?"    " The nightmares."    She gulps. I watch as her rosy cheeks turn pale and sweat start to bead on her forehead. Why is she so nervous to tell me, if anything I wish she would have came to about it. I take her cereal from her and put it on the coffee table, I do the same with mine. I take her hands in mine and stare into her gorgeous, blue, eyes.    " Brie, baby what are they about?" I dare ask.    " Y-you," she stutters.    " I got that part. What actually happens?"    " Celine kidnaps me. Makes me do h-horrible things. But when you try to save me, she, she," she cuts off.    The tears start to pour out of her eyes. I pull her onto my chest and she lets out a thick sob. I hold her tightly, not letting her go. Why would she be dreaming about Celine. I got Celine out of my life, so why is Brie dreaming about her. Kidnap her, that's unlikely. Celine would never hurt someone physically. Mentally, oh hell yes. But I've never known her to be violent. I finally get her to calm down and sit back up.    " Continue."    " She kills you. I have to watch you bleed out onto the floor and slowly die. I-I," she cuts off again.    She runs out of the run and upstairs. I hear her door slam. I run after her as fast as I can. When I get to her door, it's locked. That's nothing that isn't surprising. I'm just hurt that she locked me out. I'm the person that wants to be here for her and she's shutting me out.    " Tommo, open up please," I say into the door.    " It's just h-h-hard for me to see you."    " How, I'm here for you. I want to help you, please."    There's silence. I dare not question it. Lou says that if there is silence, she's thinking about it. About a minute later, I hear a click. She unlocked the door. I open it and find her laying on her bed face down. I walk over and sit down next to her. Gently, I rub her back trying to get her to relax. She rolls face up and stares up at me. I smile sweetly at her, but that makes her cry more. My smile fades at a frown, I hate seeing her this upset.    " I'm not dead, I'm right here. Celine can't get you when you're with me. I promise nothing bad will happen to you as long as you're with me."    She flicks her blue eyes up in my direction and stares at me. I start to wipe her tears away, well kiss. I lean down and kiss every salty kiss away. She blushes deeply and tries to hide it. I can't help but smile at her cuteness. Once I'm done, she sits up and moves closer to me. She grabs my shirt collar and pulls me down to her level. My lips meet hers and the fireworks explode everywhere. I kiss her back softly, then I pull away after a minute. She smiles weakly at me and lets go off my collar. I kiss her forehead tenderly, leaving my lips on there.    " Always stay with me," I mumble into her forehead.    She giggles and grabs my hand. I reassuringly squeeze it and rub my thumb along her knuckles. Everything will be okay, I know it will. 

 

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