Stuck in a dream ~ l.s

Chapter 16

Harrys pov:

When I opened my eyes in was back in my living room again. Alone.

With the bright blue of Louis' eyes clear in my mind. His slightly flushed cheeks lit up by the different brilliant colours in the sky. His petit body pressed against mine, when I hugged him tightly. And his soft hand intertwined with mine.

But it was all in my dreams, it wasn't real. But he was real. Louis was out there somewhere.

I now noticed I was laying on the ground. And I still felt sick and exhausted. With difficulty I managed to pull myself up by the edge of the table. My whole body was stiff, from slipping and falling to the ground before, and from laying on the floor for god knows how long.

What the was time anyways? When was Niall coming back from his work?

I still had no phone and no desire to continue this day to be honest. I had to search Louis up on something, google or Instagram or something. But when I reached my laptop that was still open on the table, the screen was black.

"No, you can't mean this. Not the battery! Please, please work," a desperate cry left my mouth. But of course the battery was totally empty. Stupid technology, it never works when you need it the most.

I quickly put it in the charger before grabbing a glass of cold water. My head was still spinning and all the effort of the past 10 minutes didn't really help with that.

It was just pas two o'clock which meant that Niall would be gone for at least three more hours, which also meant I had been knocked out and dreaming for around two hours. That couldn't be really healthy, you would think right.

It was strange to think about the fact that in your dreams time goes differently. It didn't feel like two hours with Louis at all and I wouldn't mind to be with him more, in real life.

I stumbled back to the couch and fell against the soft pillows. I couldn't be more done with this day than I was right now, really. My head was burning hot and the dizziness got pretty overwhelming.

Think of something good, something nice. Something that makes you happy.

First my mind drove off to my family, Gemma and mom, my grandparents. Birthday parties and vacations, the joy I had felt back then. Than Niall came to my mind, he had been my best friend for an incredibly long time now and he was practically family too. Fun things we had done together, the laughs we had shared.

Soon after, my mind drove to a pair of vibrant blue eyes. The fact that Louis was one of the firsts I thought of, when thinking about happy memories, was extraordinary for sure. There weren't that many memories I had made with him, but he made my stomach flutter so much that you would think we had.

I could have been thinking about so many other people, but they all weren't that important anymore, not now that Louis was there. In my life.

He had drove my mind crazy in the past days. My heart had skipped beats thinking about him. Even when I felt sick, he soothe the pain. He was there, even though he wasn't there.

Blackness overtook my sight and I was met with the now familiar pair of brown eyes staring back at my worriedly. I still didn't know who this guy was, but this was Louis' friend. This was Louis' life. And soon I saw his head in my sight, the tattoos around his wrists I had seen in the dream clear against his skin.

He had a phone in his hand and on the screen I spotted my own name, typed in google search bar. He was looking for me. And the phone disappeared out of my sight again.

I sprung up and almost tripped over my own feet. Was that damned laptop done charging already?

Of course it didn't started, because it's a slow old piece of garbage, especially when you desperately need it.