Stuck in a dream ~ l.s

Chapter 6

Harry's pov:

Is it possible to fall in love with someone you've never met?

Because I think I'm getting at that stage, to be honest.

I lay in my bed and thought back to the strange dreams I recently had, to be specific, I had just woken up from one. One of the best, for sure. Louis' heavenly blue eyes linked with my green ones.....

We now knew each others names, which was wonderful. But I was starting to get a bit sceptical about the fact that I dreamed three times about a guy who didn't even existed, right?

Should I see a doctor? No, how the hell would you explain that you're developing feelings for someone in you dreams, they would sent you to away immediately.

Yesterday Niall and I tried to search him up on google, after I caught his name in the dream. But of course it didn't work, because I only knew his first name and there were so many Louis's to trace. So we skipped that part of the search. That's what Niall called it: the search, he was determined to find this mysterious Louis.

I told him that it were just dreams and I probably made up this whole person in my mind, but deep down I did hope he truly existed. I could never create this beautiful man in my brain.

"Hey Harry, you're up?" Nialls voice woke me up from my daydream. I saw his head poke  around my door, he knew I always slept with as little as possible clothes, so he never just walked into my room.

"Mmhh yes, I'm coming," Nialls head disappeared again and I rolled of my bed to put on some clothes. It was Sunday, so yet another lazy day before our hectic lives began again.

Suddenly a subtle pain shot through my head and a unknown wall appeared before my eyes. I looked around me and noticed that I was in a bedroom, a room I had never seen before. I was laying on the bed, in the middle of the room. The room was pretty messy, but full of sunlight.

Three seconds later the pain left my body and I was back in mine own room again, like nothing had happened. But something did happen. Whose room was that? Where was it? What was happening to me? Hundreds of thoughts flew through my head and I was kind of freaking out.

After I had caught my breath again, I decided to not tell Niall about what had happened. He would only freak out more than me at the moment and that wouldn't really help anything. So I walked out of my room as normal, but in my head, I did begin to questioning my existence.

"I just spoke to Liam," Niall said happy, already stuffing his mouth with toast, when I entered the kitchen, "He said that he hadn't heard anything about the building yet and that he has made a new friend."

"A new friend? He's only been with his family for two days? And he's just staying at the other side of the city, what's he doing there, that he's making friends so quick?" I was genuinely interested.

"Don't know, he said the went to a bar and had a chat with a guy that worked there."

"Well, good for him. He can stay here too, it would be a bit crowed, but it will work," Niall nodded at my comment, his mouth too full to be able to talk. I made myself some toast too and a nice cup of tea.

My mind already drove off to the weird thought that had happened a few minutes ago. What was it? Some sort of daydream? Some sort of memory? I was so deep in thoughts, eating my breakfast, that I didn't noticed that Niall was talking to me.

"Hey mate!" I almost spilled my tea from the sound of his loud voice, "What are thinking about? I told you about my new job I'm starting tomorrow and you totally ignored me," Niall pouted.