Sweet Dreams

A One Direction Fan-Fiction. │Caution: This story has cussing and moments of intimacy. If you have a problem with any of those, then this might not be for you. │© Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified, or distributed without the expressed prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact Megan (: on Movellas.com


21. Chapter 21

 I opened my eyes abruptly and saw someone standing over me. I immediately pushed them away and let out a yelp. I threw my hands in the air to prevent them from coming closer, but is was no use.

 They grabbed my arms and pinned them against my chest, wrapping their arms around me as well, trying to calm me. "Don't hurt me." I gasped searching for air. He brought me closer to him as he sat me in his lap.

 "Shh..." He soothed. I whimpered as I laid my head on their chest.


 "It's ok Sam, It'll be alright, I promise." He whispered.

 "Harry, I had the most terrible dream." I said.

 "What was it about?" He asked. I looked up at him and noticed something different.

 I looked around the room frantically. This isn't my room. I stood up and ran to the window looking out trying to see through the darkness..


 I need to get out of here. I turned around sharply and ran into Harry.

 "I take it you weren't dreaming then?" He said.

 I took a step backward and he followed.

 I felt the wall against my back and just stood there watching him come closer with each step.

 "How could you?" I asked, only inches away from him. "I trusted you."

 "And I trusted you." He said angrily.

 "Wha-" I whimpered.

 "Don't act like you can't fucking remember!" He yelled, becoming frustrated and pounding his hand into the wall next to me. I put my hands on his chest, trying to prevent him from coming closer.

 "I'm. I'm sorry." I cried turning my head. He stared into my eyes for the longest time. He sighed and laid his hands on my hip has he got closer, laying his head into the crease off my neck. I pushed on him but he didn't budge.

 "No, you had to do it. Don't be sorry." He said calmly.

 A knock came at the door. "Everything alright in there, Harry?"

 He cleared his voice. "Yeah, I'm fine. We'll be out in a minute."

 "Alright." They called back, and left.

 "Just remember I didn't want to do this either." He kissed my neck. I pulled my head away, and tried to leave.

 He sighed. "Look. I know I seem like the enemy right now, but you have to trust me. Trust us."

He grabbed my hand a brought me towards the door.

 I stopped in my tracks. "Why should I trust you?" I said coldly.

 He looked at me as he grabbed the door handle. "Because we're your only choice right now."

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