Changing my Direction

Chapter 9

My body felt like it was on fire, it was so hot. I could feel the sweat running down my back, and a light glisten of sweat perspiration my forehead. If the temperature doesn't go down, I'm literally going to die. I wrenched my eyes open, and instantly my breath hitched my throat. I was being constricted from moving, blankets wrapped around my body in a cocoon. Still, I didn't want to move. This feels really good, just laying here cuddled into these blankets. My eyes shut closed, my breathing steadying, as I calmed my body. I actually feel considerably better. My head doesn't hurt anymore and I don't feel as cold. Although I do keep sniffling, I feel much better than I had when my sickness started. I sighed, turning over to my side. I had the weirdest dream, and when I say the weirdest dream, I mean FAR from the ordinary. In the dream, I was lying with Harry and he said he loved me. Weird, but that's what dreams do. Sure, Harry has said he loved me in real life, but most of the time he was just joking around. In this dream, he actually sounded like he meant it. He really did.....Although it was one creepass dream, I can't deny that it actually made me feel peaceful.

My eyes opened, blinking repeatedly at the darkness surrounding me. Closing my eyes, I stretched my feet downward. How long have I been asleep? I looked around the room. There was still a faint light trickling around the room. But I'm sure it's just the moon. It's probably around seven. Last time I was awake, it was about nine o' clock a.m. So that means I slept for nearly ten hours. I jerked upward from the bed. I've got to get up. I tried to fly off the bed, but something tangled around my ankle, and I fell to the ground. Groaning in pain, I clutched the sheets, struggling to stand. My legs were still a bit wobbly. However, taking slow steps, I walked out of my bedroom and into the hallway, peering around in the silence. Where are all the guys? I turned and peered my head into Niall's room. He wasn't there. I did the same with the rest of the boys, well except for Harry. After having the dream I had, I feel a tad bit awkward to see him now.

I pulled my head out of Liam's room. None of them were there. They're probably downstairs. I walked towards the stairs, clutching the banister. I leveled my body down the steps, two feet at a time down each stair before I hit the floor. The entire house was dark. Creepy dark. Like the dark that takes place in scary movies. I guess this is the moment when I should acknowledge that I'm here.

"Hello?" I asked aloud, walking down the hallway, passing the living room, and of course, to avail, they weren't there. I walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay guys, this isn't funny." I added, peering into the kitchen. No one was there either. Okay, now this is getting creepy.

They couldn't have left. If they had, they would have left a notice (Liam's decision of course). But I don't see any letter stating they left anywhere. Which means they must be in the house. But I don't see them. I've looked everywhere they could be. I reached over to the light switch, flipping the switch upwards. But nothing happened. The lights didn't come on. My heart beat quickened. Okay, now this is just creepy. It's dark, there's no one in the house, it's silent, AND the lights won't come on? What, is this a scary movie remake?! Cautiously, I reached behind the fridge, grabbing the bat that Niall had left earlier. If this really is a scary movie, I will be kicking someone's ass before they get me. I walked around myself in a circle, inspecting everything around me.

"It's quiet......too quiet." I mumbled playfully, laughing a bit to myself. I've always wanted to say that!

Suddenly, I heard something slam. I jumped in shock, my heart practically kicking-up ten times faster. I clutched the bat tighter, readying my swing. They're not going to get me today. Maybe I'm going mad, and I might just be another loon, but if whoever's breaking in, I'm going to give them a run for their money. I jumped again as I heard footsteps starting to echo down the hallway. They're coming my way. Each step the person, made my heart beat louder in my ears. But I'm not going to be shaken. Time to kick ass.