Stuck in a dream ~ l.s

Chapter 17

Louis' pov:

Was this really happening? Or was this yet another dream?

Was Harry Styles only a few steps away from me or was I hallucinating?

His green eyes looked just as surprised as how I felt. His green eyes looked just as hopeful as how I felt.

"Harry this is-" Liam said somewhere in the distance, I could only focus on piercing green eyes. Until he opened his mouth.

"Louis"

Even though I had heard him talk multiple times in my dreams, even though the dreams felt creepy enough very real, his voice right now sounded so clear, sharp in my ears. Like his voice in my dreams had been covered in fog all this time and now I could finally hear it like it was supposed to sound.

My breath hitched for a second, my heart beat went faster and faster. When you had been having this strange bond in dreams and visions over the past couple of days and now you are finally able to meet the person, you would lose you mind too, I think?

I totally forgot about Zayn and Liam, about the familiar blond guy named Niall. How weird this must look for them. I forgot about everyone else except Harry. The adorable hot dork named Harry Styles.

Without a second thought, I took the last few steps towards him. And practically fell into his arms, my arms wrapped round his neck. My face buried in the crook of his neck.

He was frozen for a moment but when he realised I was in fact real and this was not a dream, he wrapped his arms around my waist. Pulling me even closer than I thought was possible.

"Harry," I breathed out.

"Is this real? Please tell me this is real, Lou," he pulled away slightly to look in my eyes, his eyes shing with a gaze of up coming tears, our faces almost touching.

I could have done a lot of other things but it felt like the only right thing to do at the moment, our faces were this close already. So I closed my eyes.

I felt his soft lips on mine, his body pressed against mine. And everything disappeared, only my and Harry existed. You can call it cliche but my world right now consisted of Harry's lips, his fingertips and fireworks all around us.

The kiss was short but sweet. I pulled back and rested my forehead against his. I couldn't stop smiling and tried to steady my breathing. The feeling of his beating heart made me calm down a little.

"This is very much real, Haz."

We stood there for a moment, not really bothered with our friends only a couple steps away. I noticed now that I didn't feel like shit anymore, and now that I thought about it, it had disappeared the minute I had laid my eyes now Harry.

"Uhm guys, care to explain?" I turned my head to the sound of Liam's voice, I saw in the corner of my eyes how Harry shot him a death glare and I chuckled slightly.

I pulled away almost completely, but leaving a hand near Harry's waist. Somehow I was scared that if I let go, he would disappear. We turned to our friends, who looked like I expected, like we had gone crazy.

"What do you want us to explain?" Harry said a bit annoyed, I could literally listen to him forever.

"What about the fact you just kissed a stranger?" Niall looked at us with a big frown on his face.

"But we aren't strangers," I said as if it was the most obvious thing ever. Liam looked lost, Zayn had now too a big frown on his face and Niall, he looked like we were aliens.

"What are you talking about Louis?" Zayn said carefully.

"Do they really not get it?" Harry whispered in my ear.