Chapter 14

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There was an eerie silence about this dark room. There was nothing in here. I couldn't see a single thing apart from the bright green balls of light that were slowly approaching. Most people would me scared, right? For some reason, it was comforting to see them approaching. I had no idea what they were but they seemed harmless. I closed my eyes and let them come. I finally opened my eyes to be surprised by who was standing in front of me. Harry was staring menacingly into my eyes. A weird sense de ja vu washed over me.

    "They won't take you this time." he said. He looked, almost evil. It was quite scary, actually. He stared into my eyes, as if he was searching for something. I couldn't look away, no matter how terrifying it was.

 

    "What exactly do you want from me?" I asked, shakily. He grabbed my wrist. So tight, it was painful slightly, "Where are we going?" I asked again, a little more confidence building. I ripped my hand from his grasp. He stopped hard in his tracks, turning on his heels. Staring me directly in the eyes again.

    "I'm not going to hurt you." he said. He was smirking, as if lying. What kind of game was he playing?

    "Then what do you want from me?" I asked, slowly, he started fading off into the darkness. The green lights disappearing into the darkness.

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I woke up. What the hell? Those dreams were so confusing. One minute he "wants me", whatever that meant, then the next he is hurting me. That was the second creepy nightmare I've had of Harry. I couldn't shake it. I got out of bed and headed straight downstairs. Of course, my mother wasn't here. It's basically like I lived alone. I sat down at the breakfast bar. I couldn't get that nightmare out of my head... The only thing that EVER made my nightmares go away was playing the piano... I couldn't. That was mine and my dad's thing... Mom did say that he would be proud if I continued playing. Finally, I ignored my conscience and headed to the large door that I was scared to open. I grabbed the handle and yanked it open. I looked in. The sunshine was shining through the window, the white grand piano glistening. I sat on the bench, and opened it. Tracing my fingers along the keys. I pressed a key, the beautiful noise flooding my ears. I let my hands lead me and I was playing just like I used to. The clear, soft but loud melody circling around my head. It felt as though all my bad thoughts and dreams had disappeared. I wasn't aware of my surroundings or worries. All I could worry about was hitting a wrong key and the gorgeous melody breaking.

    "You know, you're really good. How come you never told me you played?" Delilah's loud voice came bellowing throughout the accoustic room. I halted my piano playing.

    "Jeez. Can you say 'eavesdropper'?" I said, closing up the piano and standing up.

    "Sorry. I came over to see how last night went? You and Harry totally just disappeared!" she said with a somewhat stern voice.

    "Well, we stepped out to get some fresh air and but we got ambushed by paparazzi, so Harry took me to his flat..." I said, looking down at my feet.

    "WHAT. Spill! Did you two do anything? Did you use protection?" she fired a million different questions.

    "What? God no. We didn't do 'IT'!" I said, doing quotations with my hands.

    "Then what happened?" she said, pulling me into the living room and sitting me down on the couch.

    "Well, we just kinda chilled and we got hungry so we made banana splits and it resulted in a food fight... and..." I said, trailing off.

    "AND?! You can't do that! Finish what you were saying." she yelled.

    "Okay! And... we almost kissed." I said, sneaking a peak at Delilah's face. It was confused?

    "Well, why didn't you?!" she questioned.

    "Louis and Eleanor interrupted! They came home." I said, sighing.

    "I'm sorry you missed your chance, babe." she said with a pitiful voice. I just shrugged. Was I upset? Did I want to kiss Harry? Yes...  I am just a normal girl. Nothing special. Why do I always end up in these situations? I'm not even ready for another boyfriend... Not after my last relationship. How can someone just wake up one day and lose feelings when you've dated for 3 years? Ugh. Harry's so sweet and polite. I love One Direction with all of my heart. I've been with them since the very beginning. Something about them just made me so happy. Watching their video diaries, interviews, spin the Harry, music videos, X-tra factors. Focus, Hannah.

    "It's okay, I guess... Maybe it's not supposed to happen. I think we should go on more dates... Hey Delilah?"

    "Yeah?"

    "Do you think it's okay if the GIRL asks the GUY on a date?" I asked.

    "Of course! Guy's shouldn't have to make the first move EVERY time." she said, smiling, "Why?"

    "I think I'm going to ask him on a date tonight, you know... If he's not busy with the guys or something." I said. I really hope he doesn't have plans for tonight.

    "Oh my God! Do it! Now! I wanna hear." she squealed. Oh Delilah.

    "Fine!" I replied, giggling. I grabbed my phone and pulled up Harry's contact. I stared at it for a second, taking a deep breath before clicking call.

    "Hello?" he answered after about 4 rings.

    "Uh.. Hi Harry!" I said, cheerfully. I was smiling like an idiot at just the sound of his voice.

    "Hi Hannah. What's up?" he said, matching my tone.

    "Erm, I uh.. Was wondering if you, uh.. Wanted to maybe to go out again..? Just me and you?" I asked sheepishly.

    "Hold on. Lemme ask the boys if there's anything going on tonight..." he said. The other line went silent for a moment before he returned.

    "Hannah?" he asked.

    "Still here." I replied happily.

    "The boys said that we were supposed to all go out tonight, but if you'd like to join us, you're welcome!" he said.

    "But... What if the guys don't like me..?" I asked. I was always worrying about impressions and what people thought of me.

    "Louis likes you and I'm sure the others will too. Pleaseeeee Hannnaaaah?" he said, pleading. After careful consideration, I replied.

    "Okay. Let's hope they like me.." I said.

    "Why wouldn't they!" he said. Well THAT made my heart swell.

    "What time should I be around?" I asked, "Also, what should I wear? Something casual or dressy?" I asked. Delilah's definetly gonna have to help me out with my outfit for later.

    "I'll pick you up at 4 so we can go back and introduce you to all the guys and we'll all go together, alright? And something casual. We're only going to a little restaurant down the road from the coffee shop." he said. I was so excited. I had to contain myself before I spoke.

    "Perfect. I'll be ready! You know where I live, right?" I wondered. How exactly did I get home anyways?

    "Yep! Don't you remember anything about last night? I gave you a ride home, so your address is saved in my GPS." Hm. Odd enough, I didn't remember that part.

    "Hmm. Nope! I only remember up until you chasing me with a mop..." I said.. What else had happened?

    "Wow.. You don't remember ANYTHING after that? Nothing at all...?" he asked, sadly.. What happened?!

    "No, tell me what happened? I'm lost, sorry."

    "I'll tell you when I pick you up." he said and then the other line went dead...

What the hell happened last night and what the HELL was THAT about?

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Sorry! Long wait, short chapter! :/ I'll probably update tomorrow! End of the semester has been VERY stressful. Hope you guys like it!

-H <3

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