Another World

An odd story about a house. It started as a school project and ended up with something else. Niall was drawn to the house and I was attracted to. None of us realized what we had started. We didn't know it was too late, not until Harry Styles stood before us.


20. To go

I woke in the middle of the night. I heard that voice and it sounded like it came from the outside of the house. I saw that Harry was still sleeping and there was no other sound in the house. I chose to leave the bed. I put on a blanket over my nightgown. I found some shoes and I walked towards the door. The voice remained. It sounded so enticing. I couldn't resist.


I came down to the hall and I saw a light outside the house. It was as if the sun was up, but much stronger. I was still sure it was night, but all the windows lit up and there was a bright light. I swallowed. What would I do? I hesitated, but still....


I went to the door and leaned against it with my ear. I heard voices. They talked and they whispered. I couldn't hear what they were talking about. Sometimes, I conceived my name, but sometimes it was as if they were talking about something else.


"Don't go!" 
I spun around and saw Harry. He stood on the stairs and he looked sad. He looked as if he had lost everything and his eyes were praying. 
"Why not?" 
I didn't know why I asked that question, but I wanted to ask. 
"You belong here." he whispered. "If you leave this house, you will never return and,,,," 
He stopped and we were just standing there alone. I saw at him that he was devastated, even though I hadn't left him. Still, there was something that told me that I should go.
"Everything here is a lie!" I whispered honestly. "I don't know why but it feels wrong." 
Harry took a few steps down the stairs and he looked straight at me. 
"There's no lie. It's just a lie if you say so." 
I swallowed. 
"Harry, we don't fits together as you think we do." 
He saw tears in his eyes and he stopped. 
"Well, you're mine and we were meant for each other." 
I realized it was time to tell the truth. 
"I was with Liam, but he didn't force me. I wanted, I wanted so much that it hurt."
Harry froze. 
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. 
"I wasn't faithful. I was with Louis, I was with Zayn and I was with so many others. But you didn't see that, you didn't want to see it." 
He was about to collapse. I opened my eyes and I saw that Harry didn't believe in me. 
"But why?" 
I had no good answer. 
"I just ... slipped away from you." 
I heard the voices again, and this time it was strong. 
"I must go." I whispered. "I don't belong here. I don't know why, but it wasn't meant to be." 
Harry didn't give up. 
"Honey, you can't just walk away."
"Why not?" 
He sat down and he looked devastated. 
"I need you?" 
I shook my head. 
"No, Harry, you need to go to the light and you have to drop this house." 
It sounded so right when I said the words. I felt relieved somehow. It was as if I said what I felt in my heart and it felt for once so right.
"I wont!" he whispered, and I heard that he cried. I heard how he tried to collect himself, but couldn't. 
"No, let it all go." I said and waved with my arms. "It's just a facade, an image, a dream., It's not genuine."


I don't know how I managed to do it and I don't know why. Just then it felt more right to open the door and I did it. I opened the door and saw the light. I saw people gathered and I saw them like in a candle. I had to take the hand before my eyes to not be dazzled and I left the house.





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