The Living (Sequel to The Undead) - A Harry Styles Fanfic

Continuation of The Undead read the first one to find out more! DON'T READ MORE UNLESS YOU WANT A PLOT SPOILER FOR THE UNDEAD!!

After Autumn awakes images of her dream life with Harry haunts her dreams. Will she be able to get him to remember her or will fate bring them together! Read more to find out!


4. Chapter 2 - Dreams


Harry’s POV


I’m in love with someone I don’t even know.

I’m in love with a face.

Every night since the beginning of summer I have had a dream about the same girl. I don’t remember her name just her face, her beautiful flawless face. I know I love her and I know wherever she is she loves me too. I don’t know how I know this, but I know. You can’t have a connection with someone and have it not be real. The way I feel about her makes me crazy and I’m constantly trying to convince my heart otherwise, even though I know it’s a pointless effort.

The dreams are never clear except one that I have quite frequently. The details are blurry but I remember kissing her and having her get taken away from me into a room where some freak injects her with some chemical. As she passes out I always wake up with tears streaming down my cheeks and the lab technicians laugh echoing through my head.

My only fear is that she doesn’t really exist and that I will spend my whole life looking for a phantom. I think I see her everywhere, her beautiful blonde head bouncing through my vision. The boys think I’m crazy and I’ve become limited on talking to fans because I’ve made people freak out too much. Every time I think I see her I just zone out and run towards her, turning her around only to be disappointed. I guess that isn’t my only fear. I’m also afraid she won’t be like she is in my dreams, that she’ll be a bitch or a slut and not even give a shit about me. I still haven’t really told the boys about her. We’ve been on a break so we haven’t spent as much time together because the boys have been with their various girlfriends and what not.

That’s another thing I have to deal with.

There’s this girl that I’ve been seeing, mainly for the press, but she isn’t the girl in my dreams and she will never be her. She's sweet and cool but she’s not very down to earth. She’s a new rising pop star from the X-Factor and she thinks she’s the shit. Alex Perkins is her name and ironically she’s the exact opposite of the girl in my dreams. The girl in my dreams is short and curvy yet skinny. She is pretty but that nice normal pretty. She’s pretty without even trying whereas Alex looks like a model but I know she takes time to look that way. I know she spends hours in the morning making sure she looks perfect, straightening her black hair into a perfect line. The girl in my dreams didn’t do that. I have flashes of her getting up in the morning and just pulling her hair up and going and yet she looked perfect. Damn I’m so in love with her and she may not even exist. The boys are right I am crazy. I pulled myself out of my daydream to hear Alex calling my name.

“What.” I respond meeting her piercing green eyes.

“I just asked what time your plane leaves no need to be snappy.” She snaps.

“Sorry.” I apologize. “I think 11 pm but I’ll have to double check.”

“Ok. I’m going to miss you boo.” She pouts.

“I’m going to miss you too Autumn.”

“Autumn?” Alex asks angrily. Where did that name come from?

“I mean Alex. Sorry I don’t even know an Autumn so I don’t know where that came from.” I sigh rubbing her hand.

“Sure.” She snaps turning away from me. I know she’s just acting to get attention but I have to play her game or she’ll leave. I don’t know why I care but I do.

“Baby you know I only want you.” I lie stroking her cheek. I want the girl in my dream.

“Aww boo I only want you too.” She smiles leaning in and kissing me but she’s nothing like the girl in my dreams.

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