Daniella’s P.O.V.
I woke up in a cold sweat. I just had another nightmare. All my nightmares are about the same thing, HIM. And it sucks that I can’t tell anyone, not even my brother. I hate lying to them, to my brother.
I Wish mom was here. She would understand, she’s the only one who understood me.
I tried to get up, but then realized that Niall’s arms were rapped around my waist. I struggled to get out of Niall’s tight grip.
Dang!! He has a tight grip!!
I finally got out of his death grip, without waking him up.
YES!!
I shuffled into the kitchen. Ever time I have a nightmare, I’m always thirsty, I’m weird like that.
I started searching for the cups, not easy to do in the dark.
I’m reaching on something, I guess it’s the counter, and I accidently knock some pans over.
Oops!!
I hear scrabbling in the other room, then everything becomes bright.
“Dani? What on earth are you doing?” A voice whisper yells
I turn to see who the voice belongs too, and figure out it’s just, Zayn.
“Oh, it’s just you Zayn” I sigh, relief flooding over me.
“Yeah, just me” Zayn says sarcastically
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that, I just thought you were Harry” I explained
He laughed
“I get it, don’t be sorry” He answered
I jogged up to him, and gave him a big hug.
“Thanks” I whispered in his ear
“Your welcome” He whispers back
“So what are you doing in the kitchen, at 2:30 in the morning?” Zayn says looking at the clock on the wall
“Oh, I had a bad dream, and ever time I wake up in the morning I’m always thirsty” I replied
“How often do you have bad dreams?” Zayn questions
“W-why?” I ask suddenly becoming nervous
“Well first off, how would you know if you get thirsty after you wake up form a bad dream, does that mean it happens regularly?” He asked gently cupping my cheeks with his hands.
“How often do you have nightmares?” He asked
No reply
“I said how often do you have nightmares?” He asked again
“U-um, well, I, uh” I stuttered
“Please tell me the truth” He asked with pleading eyes
“Ok, fine, I have nightmares ever night, Ugh!!” I exclaim
“Shoosh” Zayn soothed hugging me close to his body
“Why?” He finally asks the question I was dreading to hear
“U-um, I’m tired, how about we talk about this tomorrow, or never” I mumble the last part
“O-ok, fine, tomorrow then, I’m holding you too that” Zayn jokes
I laugh
Leave it to Zayn to be the one to cheer me up.
“Wait, where am I suppose to sleep?” I ask
“Oh, yeah right, um just come sleep in my room, I’ll sleep on the floor” He offers
“No i-“ I say before he cuts me off
“I insist, and I’m not asking, I’m telling” He says
“Ok, fine, but if you wake up with back sores don’t come crying to me” I tell him while walking up the stairs and into his room
This bus is bigger than I thought.
“So you sleep on the bed, and I’ll sleep on the floor, simple as that” He explains
“Thank you, for everything, and don’t tell Harry, please” I begged
“Promise” He said
“Thanks” I said crawling into his nice soft comfy bed.
“Nighty nighty” I whispered half asleep
Zayn’s P.O.V.
“Nighty night” Were the last things she whispered before she fell into complete sleep mode.
Wow, she must have been tired.
I crawl into bed with her, getting under the covers and bringing her body closer to mine. She scoots closer to me, obviously she feels my warmth.
I know I said I was going to sleep on the floor, but why? When I have a perfectly good bed. And I am not taking the chance of getting back pains, and or my hair all messed up then it already is when I wake up.
As I look down at Dani, I see her peacefully asleep, and I soon join her.
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FanfictionDaniella is Harry Styles sister. She has been away from the band and her brother for four years. Her life without them, was hard. She has spent all her time hiding her scars. She came from a world of abuse and hate, all from her father. But when she...
