Deception - H.S

Chapter 22

Fourth update in a week!!

The fair.

The Ferris wheel.

The same dream.

That's how it always ends.

My chest feels heavy, like someone is sitting on it, my lungs aching for oxygen. Gasping for air, my eyes fly open and I sit straight with my hands pressed against my chest. I always have to live through that, all of it. Never have I ever woken up before the ending, I could be aware that it is a dream but still be unable to wake myself up and I hate it.

One would have thought that after having the same dream for a while, you would have gotten used to it but I wake up with the same fear every time, sometimes I even wake up screaming.

I drag my feet off the bed and on the floor, placing a hand over my heart hoping for it to get back to its normal rate. I go to the washroom, using the mouthwash there since I have no idea where my bags are and wash the sleep out of my eyes.

After I am a little more awake, I go to the lounge door, sliding it open to the chaos happening inside. I am so glad the room is soundproof or else I would have never slept. The entire room is trashed, paper, empty chips bags and empty pop cans everywhere. Liam and Louis are sitting in front of the TV, being abnormally close to it, playing a videogame and yelling at each other while their eyes are glued to the screen. They are still in the clothes they were in earlier, looking uncomfortable but not moving.

Harry and Niall have a different yelling going on. They seem more angry, arguing over what I think is a spot on the couch. "There is a perfectly good spot over here, and I wanna sit here! I'm not moving because this is "your spot" Styles!"

"It is my spot Niall! Everyone knows this!" he tugs on Niall's arm, trying to pull him off the couch but Niall curls up in a ball.

"What the fuck." I speak a little too loud, looking at the mess before my eyes. I walk deeper into the room and everyone goes silent, staring at me as I stare back at them with wide eyes. These grown men, who are basically celebrities are fighting and behaving worse than 6-year-olds. It is funny to look at but I'd never tell them that.

"Oh, hi Hope." Niall breaks the silence, all of them just quietly staring at me. "What have you people done to this room." I wave my hands in front of me, gesturing to the mess they have created. "We got hungry and kinda lost track of time." Liam mumbles in guilt as they all take in the condition of the room.

"So then cook!" I press the palms of my hand against my temples. I'm gonna loose my mind if this isn't cleaned up. Without saying another word, I start by picking up the empty cans when Niall grabs the trash out of my hands, "Don't do that."

"Look at the condition of this room. You really think I can sit here and be sane?"

"I know but you're not doing this. We will clean up." His voice a little serious but there is a tinge of embarrassment.

Harry takes the spot he was fighting for Niall with, "I'm not doing that, I didn't fuck this place up." He holds a little arrogance in his voice as he speaks. Liam gets to his feet without being said anything and Niall eyes Louis to get up, which he eventually does after grunting and cursing.

"Thank you, boys." I give them a big smile before taking a seat in the middle of the couch since I don't want to start another fight over a seat. They always fight for the corner ones, I used to do it with-

"Hey?" Harry talks from my left, "Hm?"

"Uhm.." He speaks softly to make sure no one hears him, his eyes frantically moving across the room to make sure no one is watching us, "Can you like – not tell anyone about what happened?" He didn't have to tell me that, I wasn't planning on telling anyone anyways. It is something that is personal to him and it is none of my business to tell anyone about it. One should only know about it if he is comfortable with it, unfortunately I walked in on him and I deeply regret it. "Of course, I'm sorry I just entered your room, you weren't replying but I shouldn't have." He gives me a slight nod to acknowledge me before going back to scrolling on his phone.