Ruined walls [One Direction AU]

02

On the table is a crumpled note from her.

Finishing the unfinished whiskey with cursing.

I'll look out the window, finish writing the chapter

The first of September, the janitor burns leaves.

I wait for my mother's voice to wake me up, but it doesn't. I freeze like a deer in front of headlights and blink diligently. Everything around me, including the fact that I feel cold, feels too much like reality to be a dream.

"What's going on?"  I mumble.

"I'm sorry?" He looks at me perplexed, like I'm crazy.

I guess I really am crazy...

"I'm waiting for the bus..."  I don't know why, but I tell him.

It's better than not saying anything. Although it's Harry fuckin' Styles, he's a good person to be quiet around.

"You'll be waiting a long time" he grins, and those same dimples appear on his cheeks.

"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!"  I scream inside me, but on the outside I somehow try to show equanimity, and he seems to believe it.

"Oh, Harry. You should know the fanfics I write about you!"

"I can take you anywhere you like" He says kindly as I hover in the clouds, gazing into his eyes. He's only more beautiful in person than in all the pictures and videos.

His voice and smile take my breath away. And his gaze...

"OF COURSE!"

"I'm not sure..." I'm ready to slap myself in the face.

"I insist! I found you in the middle of the night at a bus stop in the pouring rain. I have to help"  I'm ready to cry in front of him, or throw my arms around him.

He quickly opens the passenger side door, letting me in. Then he gets behind the wheel, putting my suitcase in the trunk. It smells unrealistically beautiful in here. The problem is that no one will believe me, so telling my friends, who have no idea where I am, is out of the question. Harry starts the engine, turns on the heat.

"Where are you going?"  He asks kindly, while I thank God for the millionth time for this surprise.

My phone is off and I can't remember up the exact name of the street and the place, so I speak as I remember, and he chuckles, about to say something, but I interrupt him:

"It's where the ocean is. Where beds are rented out" And his smile gets wider.

My heart is about to jump out.

"Is this really your first time here?"  I can't understand the look on his face.

When Harry turns his head, throwing me a beautiful look, I turn away to the window in embarrassment, realizing I've just been staring at him.

"Yeah..."

"How old are you?"

"What an indecent question, Mr.Styles."

"Eighteen..."

I see him raise his eyebrows in surprise as I decide to look at him again.

"And you need a cheap hotel... Don't tell me you ran away" He smiles, not taking this one seriously.

Nothing funny...

"I ran away..." The expression on his face becomes so funny that I can hardly contain myself.

I can feel him looking at me, waiting for my story. Should I..?

I take a few deep breaths. My hands, and all of me, are shaking. My heart beats frantically, as if it is about to jump out. I hesitate to start my story. Why am I so shy with him? He's just an ordinary man...

"I just did not see a future in that town, my parents insisted on going to MSU. I was accepted, by the way, but it's not my dream...

"What do you dream about?" His husky voice sounds so beautiful that I forget where I am, and who is sitting next to me.

"To live by the ocean in a cozy little house, to sit by the water every morning and write books" I said dreamily.

"You write books?"

"Yes..." God, he has no idea that in all my books he is the main character.

"How's it going?"

"There is a small fanbase"

"Who will die with happiness when I share with them the awesome news. Although, who's going to believe me?"

I so want to see the city outside my window, but I can't. I can't stop throwing furtive glances at him and smiling like a fool. He doesn't have rings on his fingers, he's wearing an awesome loose black t-shirt and light ripped jeans. God, he's so beautiful!

I happen to see a neon sign outside the window, then it reaches me that the car is stopped on a deserted road. No cars, no people. A building with a strange neon sign is the only thing I see. The road is empty. My heart clenches and I watch Harry's surprisingly calm face with fear.

What's going on?

"Where are we?"  My squeak echoes through the car, and Harry throws a strange look at me.