Beyond's POV
I tried so hard to stay asleep over Hevaynne's squirming, whimpering, and sudden movements that could kick you out of bed. Ryan seems to have a nice sleep though. HOW COULD SHE DO THAT?!
Oh Ryan... I just wish you could teach me your ways sometimes.
I took my pillow, and dug it hard on my ears, trying to block the sound of her loud whimpering again.
God this girl..
Hevaynne's POV
AAHHH!!! WHAT KIND OF A PLACE IS THIS?!
It's all dark, clouds dark as blood, slowly creating a tornado! There's nothing around me but dead innocent people! What's really disgusting is I found myself floating above an ocean OF BLOOD, WITH THE DEAD PEOPLE FLOATING ALSO!
The powerful wind blew and blew, creating humongous waves, crashing onto each other. But no shore could be seen anywhere..
Suddenly, a dark, tall figure walked closer to me, above the blood.
It had curly hair, eyes are entirely pure black, and it didn't even seem human. It seemed like... a shadow.
My heart started to race, as I tried to swim away. But I was going nowhere, not even a centimeter!
Then, the figures fingers gripped on my hair, pulling me back to face him.
His face was much more closer than I have expected, his breath that feels like fire making contact with my skin.
"You see all these people, Hevaynne?" It asked, a grin on his face.
I didn't bother to look. I had enough!
"These are all the people who moved in my family's mansion, which I killed!"
My eyes widened, looking at the number of people dead. It almost seems like a million!
I started to cry in fear, hoping that this isn't true, and it's just a dream.
The figure then started to laugh evilly, as lightning struck.
The only thing I could do, is scream from the top of my lungs.
Ryan's POV
"AAAAHHHHH!!!"
My eyes darted open, startled of that loud scream. It sounded like it came from Hevaynne's mouth.
I sat up, and turned to her, finding her shirt completely wet with sweat. She's also panting, her eyes widened. This could only mean one thing- She had a nightmare.
"Bad dream" I stated, rubbing my eyes.
Hevaynne's blue eyes slowly set on my grey ones, looking at me with a really frightened face.
Yes, I have grey eyes. It's actually really rare. It feels like I'm the only person in the world who's born with grey healthy eyes.
"Im sorry I woke you up.." Hevaynne said calmly, looking away from me in shame.
"It's okay. We all hate nightmares effeganyways.." I told her, patting her back.
Suddenly, the door swung open, her parents rushing into the room.
"WHAT HAPPENED?! IS EVERYTHING OKAY?!" They both asked at the same time.
I nodded, pointing at their daughter telling them that she isn't.
They got my "message," and knelt down to her, looking straight into her eyes.
"Something wrong?" Grace, Hevaynne's mom asked.
It took a moment for Hevaynne to answer though. It must have been a very bad dream.. I wonder what it's about?
"Nothing. Just had a nightmare" she finally answered.
Her mother sighed, while her father stood up in disbelief.
"So you made us wake up at 4 in the morning, worried to death just for you to say that you had a stupid nightmare?!" Her father yelled.
Though what he just said was a statement.
Hevaynne didn't bother to look at his eyes filled with fire. She just had no expression on her face. She's just looking down, sitting on her feet.
Beyond was snoring loudly.. And I'm just here with her mom. Watching this like it's some kind of movie.
"That's bullshit. Stupid kid" her father mumbled loudly, storming out of the room.
Her mom sighed, and kissed her forehead before leaving the room also. The good thing is that she closed the door.
Hevaynne started to lay back down, trying to get her sleep back.
I feel really bad for her. Her family isn't really that... How should I put it?
...It's missing a piece...
I stared at her for a while, Thinking of what she told Beyond and I the other day.
"Ever since we moved to London, some weird things have been happening. Like supernatural."
"This guy told me that this house is haunted."
"I saw a man in the mirror!"
"This is the Styles' home."
Wait... Could it be..
Nah...! It's just impossible. There's no such things as ghosts.
My eyelids started to get heavy, me drifting of into a deep sleep.
The lights are open but ehhhh.. Too tired to turn it off.
Harry's POV
Wow.. Because of that nightmare I have Hevaynne, her dad hates her even more!
Ugh I'm so stupid!
But I had to do it because my own dad told me to. I had no choice!
Now it feels like I'm in that situation too.
What if I reminded dad that I have feelings for her? Will his anger make my contact with her disappear? Will he kill her? Or will he understand?
Ugh. So many questions yet so little answers.
But I don't want this feeling, believe it or not. Even though Hevaynne and I date, (which I highly doubt) it just wouldn't work out.
Like what I have said. I'm a ghost, and she's a living person.
But I also want it. I've never felt this feeling in such a long time. It feels nice, actually. I thought love was an illusion. That's what my ex-girlfriend tough me. She made me think that love is just a disease that poisons your mind..
-FLASHBACK-
"Harry let me explain!" Taylor exclaimed, gripping on my risks.
Her blue eyes are all watery, and red from her crying, begging me not to leave her. But I had to because what she did hurt me the most.
"TAYLOR I SAW WHAT I SAW! YOU WERE KISSING ANOTHER MAN WHEN YOURE WITH ME! YOURE A CHEATER YOU KNOW THAT?!" I yelled at her, pushing her to the filthy ground.
I started to cry myself, as that scene of my girlfriend I loved the most eat another man's face.
"CHANGE THAT. YOU WERE MY GIRLFRIEND." I retorted, storming out of her presence.
I swear I'll never love again..
-END OF FLASHBACK-
Sighing, I walked over beside Hevaynne, and laid beside her. She's on her side, me facing her sleeping face.
She's adorable when she sleeps.
Next thing I knew, I had a smile on my face.
Then, my arm slowly snuck under her head, so she could use it as a pillow. She can because I've already touched her skin before. I could do it again. And she's the only one who could see me... And feel me.
Careful not to wake her up, I pulled her into my chest, my chin just above her head. My free arm wrapped around her waist, as she snuggled into me.
I smiled, and stroked her soft hair.
I wanna do this. It's my only way of saying "sorry" for giving her that nightmare.
I have a talent. It's other than scaring and killing.
Very quietly, I began to hum in her ear. I was just humming the tune of "You and I" from this bad called One Direction. I actually really like their songs.
You and I...
We don't wanna be like them..
We could make it till the end..
No nothing can come between you and I..
Oh you and I..
Those lyrics are actually meant for her. I don't want to be separated from her. I'll do anything to just be with her. But it's not the dating thing. It's just the "living with her" thing. Seeing her everyday is good enough, it's better than nothing.