So I was told to write wich songs I listen to while writing my chapters so here you go
Spaces - One Direction
Moments - One Direction
You & I - One Direction
The Heart Wants What It Wants - Selena Gomez
Enjoy,
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Rebecca's POV:
I hugged my pillow tightly to my chest as I lied on my side, holding the phone close to my ear. I didn't expect Harry to call me, but I was glad he did. I needed someone to talk to, and of course he was the best person to pick.
I waited patiently for him to tell me what he has for me. My eyes closed every two seconds, my body begging for some sleep but I tried my best to stay awake. The heartache still annoyed me and I did my best not to ask Harry to come here to me, since he has to stay there.
The truth is, I needed him here. I needed him to hold me close and tell me everything's gonna be okay, that he won't leave my side, that he will keep me safe.
It kind of frustrated me how needy I was over Harry. I can't even make a step without knowing that Harry will be behind me to catch me if I fall. But another part of me told me that this is natural, it's because of the love I feel for him.
"Harry? Can you please hurry up? I'm about to sleep with the phone in my hands.." I mumbled.
"Shit-yeah," he blurted. I heard him taking a deep breath. "Okay, so..I made it in one night so it might not be that good."
"Okay," I nodded. "What is it?"
"A song."
I gasped, my eyes widening. "A-a song? You wrote a song?" I blurbed.
"Yeah, only that this time this one is completed." he said awkwardly.
"Oh my God.." I whispered.
"You don't like it?" he asked worried.
"No, no, no," I replied timidly. "Of course I like it-I wanna listen to it." my heart raced with agony.
"Okay, uhh.." he cleared his throat. "Ready?"
"More than ever." I replied smiling, taking a fistful of the blanket.
"Who's gonna be the first one to start the fight?" his raspy singing voice made my heart stop.
I sucked in a breath quietly, waiting for the next lyric.
"Who's gonna be the first one to fall asleep at night?"
"Who's gonna be the last one to drive away?"
"Who's gonna be the last one to forget this place?"
My heart broke at the sound of his beautiful voice singing, making me hold my breath.
"We keep taking turns. Will we ever learn?"
I closed my eyes shut, biting now harshly on my lower lip as I tried to hold in the sobs.
"Oh, spaces between us, keep getting deeper, it's harder to reach ya, even though I try,"
His husky voice was laced with pain as he sang, bringing my broken heart down to my stomach as tears burned the back of my eyes. Every meaningful lyric made my knees go weak and my body to shake in the bed.
"Who's gonna be the first, to say goodbye?" he reached a high tone, making my body to tingle in pleasure and goose bumps to arise.
The change of volume got me breathless, with tears running down my cheeks as hurt and happiness, both mixed, filled my heart, healing and scratching at the wounds. It was overwhelming, but I couldn't deny the fact that I loved every single second of it.
He finished and I couldn't hold it anymore. Sobs came past my lips and my tears stained the pillow, but I didn't care. He was silent from the other side of the line as I cried in the dark room.
"Babe, don't cry." he said softly.
I squeezed my eyes. "I-I'm sorry..I just.." I cried again, not being able to finish my sentensce.
"Don't be sorry.." he murmured.
"Y-you wrote this because I-I told you I need some space?" I asked through sobs, opening my eyes.
"Yes. I just..I don't know, I thought that I had to express my feelings and writing a song was the only thing that helped me. Rebecca, if I knew I would make you cry I would never sing it to you."
"No, no, no, don't say that." I sniffled. "I loved it, so much. It's just that..it fits perfectly with our status.." I exhaled shakily. "Thank you, Harry."
"No problem, baby." he said gently. "Can you stop crying now? I can't stand it.." he wasn't complaining, he was asking it, a hint of hurt evident in his raspy voice.
"S-sorry, I will stop right now." I wiped my tears away with my fingers. "Harry, I'm tired and I need to sleep. We'll talk tomorrow again, okay?"
"Sure. Goodnight babe, dream of me." I could hear his smirk.
I chuckled lightly. "You too." I said, smiling to myself.
"I don't have to dream of you. You're already a dream that came true."
My heart sank again and an awed expression appeared on my face. "I feel so flattered."
He chuckled. "Goodnight, babe."
"Goodnight, Harry." I said and ended the call.
I placed the phone on the bedside table and continued crying, wishing Harry was here and our relationship didn't have so many ups and downs.
A powerful jolt of pain hit me when another thought came to my head. I still haven't told him that I love him. The only moment I found the courage to confess him my love, he cut me off. Twice. I sighed heavily and hid my face in my pillow, crying myself to sleep.
...
The doorbell rang multiple times, matched with loud knocks on the door. I moaned in my pillow, squeezing my eyes shut. My cheeks felt tight from my stained tears and my throat is dry as I pull my head up, trying to wake up.
The sound of the doorbell ringing brought me headache. I sighed out of frustration and pushed myself off the bed, the cold air hitting my warm skin as I walk over the bed and out of the room.
"I'm coming for fuck's sake!" I yelled annoyed as I rushed down the stairs.
I ran a hand through my hair before grabbing the doorknob and opening the door. Hannah and Emily appeared in the doorway, both of them giving me judgemental looks.
"What the hell, girls?" I groaned, leaning my head against the door.
"Rebecca, we were so fucking worried, we thought something happened to you," Hannah claimed, her blue eyes scanning my face.
I shrugged. "I'm-I'm fine." I murmured.
"Did you even look at yourself in the mirror?" Emily asked, raising a brow.
I shrugged. I don't have to look at myself to know that I look like a zombie. It became a habbit now. I don't mind to be honest, it's not like I'm going out today anyway.
"Rebecca, we're late for college." Hannah said seriously, making my eyes widen in shock.
Oh shit, I forgot about that.
"Oh my God," I covered my mouth with my hand.
Emily rolled her eyes. "Yeah, let's go, we have to dress you up and put some make up on." she urged, stepping into the house.
I rolled my eyes and closed the door after Hannah came in. "Girls, I don't feel like going to college today." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.
"Yes you are." Hannah pressed.
I sighed out of frustration and walked upstairs, hearing their footsteps following me. "Stop acting like my parents," I groaned and entered my bedroom.
"We are your friends and we care about you." Emily claimed moving to my closet.
"Good, now let me sleep," I mumbled as I collapsed in my bed, pulling the blanket up to my chest.
The bed was cold and my eyes moved to the empty side, where Harry would lay and have his arm wrapped around my body. My heart ached terribly and I had to purse my lips to hold in a sob.
"Hey, hey," Hannah said gently, sitting on the edge of the bed.
I moved my gaze to her face to see worry flashing in ber eyes. I took a deep breath and tried to keep my face emotionless. Emily was searching through my clothes in my closet, taking out some sweatshirts and jackets with their hangers.
"What's wrong hun?" she asked.
Emily's head snapped towards me, her face dropping. She immidiately put back the clothes and came to take a seat on the bed. My breath hitched when I parted my lips to speak, my heart tugging.
"It's Harry, right?" Hannah said, her tone calm.
I nodded and swallowed. "After what happened...I-I feel..lonely.." I mumbled.
Emily frowned. "What happened with Harry?" Emily asked, moving her gaze to Hannah.
Hannah sighed. "Close your ears dear, you probably don't want to listen to the whole story again." she told me.
I cracked a smile and hid my face in my pillow, the blanket covering me completely. I heard their muffled voices talking, a gasp and a sigh before I pulled my head up.
"Oh my God, Rebecca.." Emily said, concern in her brown eyes.
"Yeah.." I looked down. "I-I know he's saying the truth, I trust him with my life. He was so, so hurt when I didn't believe him and when I told him I'm leaving.." tears formed into my eyes again. "I would've known if he was lying."
"We know, Rebecca. If he was lying, you wouldn't be with him." Hannah said.
"Exactly." I nodded, looking up at them. A tear rolled down my left eye and I quickly wiped it with my fingers. "I'm just..hurt. It was like a huge bomb when I saw them together..I need to stay alone for a while, but I just can't.." my voice cracked at the end. "I miss him. So much. And sometimes I feel like what I saw will make Harry stay away.." I sighed heavily. "I try not to think about it, but just the memory keeps screwing with my mind."
"Wow," Emily said, her eyes wide. "You love him so much, don't you?"
I nodded, another tear rolling down my cheek. "One day. We were apart for just one day, yet it feels like months.." I murmured, looking down.
"Okay, fuck college, this is more important." Hannah said, kicking off her boots before bringing her legs up on the bed.
Emily chuckled lightly. "Yeah, we can stay here today and miss classes, if you want us to." she offered.
I shook my head. "No, girls, you can leave, I don't want to keep you here. Really, I'm okay. I'll deal with it."
"No." Hannah said. "Rebecca we want to be here for you."
"You are. I know you care, but I just need time, alone. I'll be fine." I mumbled, trying to convince them.
"Rebecca, you are..a mess. Sorry for saying it in your face, but you really don't look fine." Hannah said firmly.
"What do you want to do today, Rebecca?" Emily asked, tacking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
I shrugged. "I just want to lay in my bed and listen to sad music all day," I replied, my voice shakey.
Hannah sighed and Emily pursed her lips together. "You know what angers me now? That Spencer didn't even text to see if you're okay." Emily growled.
"Screw Spencer, she's not going to talk to us ever again, not that we mind." Hannah said.
"She did this to our friendship, not us." Emily murmured, looking down.
"Whatever," Hannah moved her hand and looked at me again. "Did you eat?" she facepalmed herself. "Of course not, why am I even asking? We just woke you up."
"I'm not hungry." I replied flatly.
"You have to eat." Hannah pressed.
"You sound like Harry." I muttered, looking down.
"Okay, you truly are a mess." Emily chuckled and stood up. "What do you want to eat?" she asked.
"I'm not hungry." I whined.
"What do you want to eat, Rebecca?" Emily pressed, crossing her arms.
I sighed. They're not gonna give up.
"I think there's some leftover of pizza from last night. If you guys want you can warm it up and eat it. I'm not hungry." I gave Emily a smirk.
"Shut up Rebecca, you're going to eat, hungry or not." Emily shot, making Hannah let a snort.
I rolled my eyes. "Fine. But I'm not getting off the bed."
"Deal."
Harry's POV:
I kept running as fast as I could, sweat covering my forehead and trailing down my neck and chest. My legs felt sore and my throat tight but I didn't stop.
My eyes scanned everything around me, my heart pounding louder inside my chest. My neck feels prickly and when I inhale to fill my lungs I feel the air cold. I felt my blood boiling as it rushed in my veins.
I came to an abrupt halt when I heard a scream. My myscles were hurting at the sudden halt, but I ignored it as I looked around me, my long hair stucking around my face.
"Rebecca?" I whispered, panick and worry flooding through me, twisting my stomach into knots.
Another scream echoed in the forest, sending my heart on the edge. My pupils constricted and dilated as I looked around me, trying to find her. Suddenly, I felt something wet on my hand.
I looked down at my hands to see deep bleeding wounds on my palms, making me wince. I gritted my tweth as pain was sent from my wounds to up to my arms and I clenched my fists, trying to stop the bleeding.
I gasped when I saw Rebecca's body lying on the ground right in front of me, blood covering her neck and clothes. I immidiately kneeled down next to her and locked eyes with her watery ones wich made my heart scream.
"Rebecca don't close your eyes," I said panicked, my shakey hands hesitating to touch her.
She coughed, spitting blood and her body shaking. I then noticed a knife in her stomach, making anger rose inside of me.
"O-okay Rebecca, I'll just pull the knife out," I stammered, slowly grabbing the knife in my hands.
She seether beneath me, tears that were mixed with the blood on her face streamed down her cheeks. "No!" she screamed, pushing weakly my arm.
"What?" I asked her, still holding the knife.
"S-stay away from me, you monster!" she yelled, her voice cracking.
My heart fell down to my stomach. "What are you talking about?" I asked, my lower lip trembling.
"You did this to me!" she yelled, glaring up at me.
I sucked in a breath and unwrapped my hand from around the knife, staring at her with shock.
I did that to her?
"W-what?" I whispered in shock, my chest tightening.
"Leave!" she cried, bringing her hand on the knife. "Let me die for fuck's sake!"
"No, no, no, Rebecca I'm not going to leave!" I yelled back, anger making my blood boil.
"What else do you want to do to me? There's nothing left!" she screamed, throwing her hand in the air.
"You hurt me, so many times! You abused me and held me as a hostage! You fucking lied to me!" she said exasperatedly.
Each word brought invisible knifes to my heart and I stood up, hiding my face in my hands as I squeezed my eyes shut. Muffled voices whispered to my ear, driving me crazy.
You abused her.
You hurt her.
You lied to her.
You used her as your toy.
"No! No! No!" I screamed, shaking my head furiously.
"Stop denying it!" Rebecca hissed, making me look at her. "You did this to me." she spat.
Without being able to control it, my hands grabbed her face and snapped her neck, killing her right there. All the anger I felt inside of me diminished the second I did. Anger was replaced by shock and sadness, crashing me down to pieces.
"Oh my God-No!" I screamed, kneeling down and wrapping my arms around her dead body. "No, no, no, no," I said quickly, rocking back and forth. "Babe, I didn't want to-open your eyes, Rebecca.."
"Open your eyes."
"Open your eyes."
"Open your eyes."
I gasped for air as I sat up, my back covered in sweat. I breathed heavily and stood up, my eyes adjusting quickly in the darkness. I stumbled a little on my feet as I made my way to the bathroom. I pushed open the door with my shoulder and let myself in. I tripped and fell down on the floor, coughing and gasping for air.
"No..." I whispered, looking down.
All the terrible scenes of Rebecca crying and giving me all the blame flashed behind my eyes, making me cough again. I ran roughly a hand through my hair and tugged at the ends. This is so fucked up.
I have to save Rebecca. Those nightmares aren't just nightmares anymore. I know they mean something, I know they are warnings.
I have to do it. I have to let her be happy. And I have to do it soon.
No matter how much I hurt her first, I have to put an end to her misery.
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A/N: Okay, a little boring, BUT I gave you some creepy stuff, I GAVE YOU HARRY SINGING TO HER and I gave you some spoilers *smirks*
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