Chapter 4

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     Each boy smiles at me and go into the next so-and-so room. As Liam walks to me, I say ,''Thank you.I don't how to thank you.But anyway, you did it for us.Thanks.''

        ''This is nothing.Erm. We'll be in next rest room.If you have any problem, call us out.then good night.''

      'Thank again.Good night,'' I say in exicite and try to smile my best from my tiredness as they are.

       Next to Liam, Harry,I feel whose eyes on me the whole time is still standing there. When I make an eye contact with him, he is gazing me in a serious and amusing way but finally, he smiles at me.

      Actually, Admittedly, Harry with tattoos in every part of his body and lovely curly hair, is my favourite in my earlier teen years. And I don't know he's still that one.

      As soon as he moves to where they're going to sleep, I give a check on Yuri if she becomes sober and awake. Of course not. There is two couches at the back of the bar. And I consider if I shall sleep on that. If she wakes, she'll need me to explain her.

     So I don't sleep and what else?

     I flip out my phone, open the internet and start tweeting on my twitter. Many directioners are online and tweeting about the show.One says ''The show is the best one ever but one thing is when we were tracking them after the show, they disappeared into a lane. Then we had no idea where to go and returned home.''

          I tweet ''If one of you are now in an inn together with them, what do you do?''

         They retweet my tweet some are like ''I'll be thrilled.''

        Some retweet ''How could that be?''

   I smile at myself for tweeting such a silly one but true. Then I open my skype and see my boyfriend has not slept yet. I don't want him to skype me and ask where I am. So I quickly switch off the internet. 

       

    I hear a door slam and a boy with curly hair is walking over here. He seems so careful not to wake his friends up.  He says ''Hey, can I get a lie on a couch if you don't mind? I can't sleep right under the air conditioner.''

          ''It's fine. I don't mind at all as this place and these couch doesn't belong me. Be relax like I'm not here,'' I tease him to make him more comfortable.

       ''Okay, thanks,'' he says, walking to the couch. I just smile as I realize that Harry Styles who I thought as a very arrogant boy is not that much unfriendly.

       After about an hour later,despite I was determined not to fall asleep, I am so sleepy and think a small nap won't be that bad.

          As soon as my head touch the bar counter, I hear a scream,not very loud but very hurt.  I lift my head up and make a check to where Harry is sleeping. Of course it's Harry.

         His face looks so pale and hurt.

  What am I doing?

I decide to wake him up. As I'm walking to him, the moaning becomes louder and louder.

     I see him sink in sweat and struggle under pain.

Me:''Hey,Harry? Harry? Wake up.Please wake up.''

       He doesn't.

I don't know if I should touch and wake him up.But I don't care whatever when he seems more painful. I put my palms on his arms and gently rub him.

      ''Oh,'' he exclaims.

   ''Are you okay?'' I ask him worriedly.  He's so white and pale.

  ''I .I don't want anything to disturb you.Just leave me.I'm sorry if I hurt you physically or I wake you up,'' he says apologetically.

       ''It's okay for me.I just want to help you. You didn't do anything wrong but just scream.And I was not sleeping,''  I tell him as comfortably as I can.

         ''Well.Okay then.I'm not sleeping anymore.Are you going to sleep?'' he asks  me.

     Me:  ''No.Would you like to talk about this.Well.I'm not a curious girl.''

  He:   ''I've had many nights like now , especially when I'm so tired.People say I'm perfect. But I had a serious past.It's like an unexpected monster that appears almost every night.''

  Me:   ''Is it a nightmare?''

He:   ''Yes, they didn't appear until my first and loving girlfriend has been erm. passed away very unexpectedly. I became missing her a lot.It feels like incruable disease. And these nightmares came into my life. They're always about the same thing.  In them, I find her once more but she tells me that no she convinces me that I made her die because I let her go and I didn't protect her enough.I loved her and I loved as much as I can.I don't know what is going on my mind.''

  I can see him painful and broken-hearted.

Me:   ''It's like you've been repeating what you didn't do.You blame yourself so much.You think you was a reason to her death unconsciously.''

He:   ''Exactly.I know I didn't do anything wrong to her but my unconscious mind transforms into these nightmares.But how do you know so certainly? You sound like a skilful psychologist.''

Me:    ''Your prediction is nearly right. I'm a student studying psychological medicine.''

He:     ''Whoo, that's great. I heard you say Oxford.Where are you from?You're not like us with your complexion, eye and hair colour.''

Me:    ''I'm from Myanmar.Do you know it?''

He:     ''Wait, Myanmar? Burma? Oh Yeah.You know? As I'm also a bookworm, I have read about Myanmar,especially about your last leader General Aung Sann, I Guess.''

Me:    ''Yes. Exactly he was. He was always a noble man.''

He:     ''When you know very much about me, I know merely about you.I know your land but you?''

Me:    ''My name Kay Linn Su.Sure that it is hard for you to call this complete.You can call ''Kay''.I'm studying in Oxford as you know.My life is not much different from others'. Attending classes, doing homework ,helping parents and and listening your music has been my daily life of the last eighteen years.''

He:      ''Hang on.You mentioned that you're our fan,right?''

Me:     ''Yeah.a real directioner.Why?''  I say him with one eyebrow up.

He:      ''You don't seem to shocked like other girls do when you saw us at the door.''

Me:    ''Because that is what I'm learning. how to control oneself, how to let it easy whenever it's hard.''

       

(I'm sorry if it happens a lot in one chapter.If I don't update very long, I'm already sorry for that.)

       

  

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