The New Girl of One Direction

~Harry P.O.V~

I wake up in a full blown panic. My chest is rising and falling at a rather fast pace causing me to pant like I would if I had just finished running a marathon. I quickly look down and see that Lindsey is still asleep right beside me with her arm slung over my stomach and her somewhat loud snoring, and then I return to a sense of normalcy; but nothing would beat the horror of what I had just felt. No horror movie, no scary maze, no haunted mansion could ever let me experience the terror...

I had a dream. A very intense, eye opening dream. Usually, if I have dreams, they are involved with some sort of funny business or of me misbehaving in some way, or just something involving me, but last night, I dreamed of a scene from the movie, 'Love Actually'. I was not in the dream only the characters in the movie were in it. People would say that I had this dream only because i've seen the movie 10,000 times, but I knew deep down inside that my heart was trying to give me a warning.

(What the dream was about):

Juliet and Peter and get married, and their wedding is videotaped by Mark, Peter's best friend and best man. The video Mark recorded reveals that he is secretly in love with Juliet, which she realises when she barges into his studio and watches it. Juliet thought he didn't like her because well , he never opened his mouth and said anything about it! She just thought they were friends. But the truth is, he's always been head over heels for her, but has kept it to himself out of respect for her and Peter's relationship. Mark takes a moment to truly confess his love for Juliet, and Juliet acknowledges him a little kiss on the lips.

I love the movie 'Love Actually', but how come this scene out of the many, many P.O.V's is the one that I have the dream about?

Because that is what's happening in my life. Lindsey was Juilet, Zayn was Peter, and I was Mark.

Mark may have had a happy ending in the movie, but you know what? I'm not in a movie. If Mark would have just opened his mouth, then maybe Juilet would have shared many more kisses with him then just that one kiss she gives him when he finally does decide to pour out his heart to her. But it just seems that Mark was just too little, too late. And they could never be anything more than just friends.

'Don't be like Mark,' I tell myself out loud. If you do, you'll lose Lindsey to Zayn.

I don't know why I randomly have this dream. Does Zayn still even like Lindsey? I haven't really seen or heard about anything (mostly because i've been in jail) involving Zayn chasing after Lindsey once again. Maybe he'd finally leave her alone. So if Zayn is done with his chance for love with Lindsey, then maybe he should let me have a try at it.

I look at Lindsey, prepared to finally tell her my real feelings. She even looks stunning in her sleep. I gently shake her, but she's a real stubborn sleeper, so it takes me at least 30 seconds before I can see her beautiful brown eyes flutter open. She looks at me weird, "Harry? What are you doing here?" she strethches her arms.

I laugh, "Well..I sorta live here. This is my room, after all."

Her eyes bulge open and she shoots straight up and looks around my room before retuning to look at me, "Oh my gosh!! I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep!"

"Don't sweat it, Lins. But uh..there's something I need to tell you.."

"Ok, well..tell me," she says while looking me in the eye. She'd never know this; but every time she looks at me I go weak. She literally has me wrapped around her finger.

I couldn't do this. Not here anyway. Lindsey is the first girl I have ever truly had a connection with. She deserves better than for me to say more than 'I like you' while sitting on my mattress in a loud house full of boys. If I was going to do this, I would have to make it memorable and special. I wanted to win her over with more than words; I wanted to write her a song. And since it's Saturday and we all have the day off today, Niall and I could run to the studio and have it written by sundown. "Um..i'll tell you tonight. Meet me by that lake in the woods in our backyard at 7, ok?"

She nods, "You're so secretive, Hazza. Yes, I will meet you in the woods at 7, but if you bring me out there for something stupid, like to push me in the lake, there's nothing I do better than revenge. Just keep that in mind."

"Don't worry. Nothing like that," I say while giving her a shy grin.