Fate [a Harry Styles fanfic]

Chapter 17

A.N - Small chapter. But quite cute I promise :)

Harry's POV

I wake up by the sound of loud and shrill screams.

"No, no!" I hear Mia scream as I run to the room.

"Stop, please!" She cries out in her sleep. She's having a nightmare. And a really bad one.

I bet I know about what.

"Help! Help please." She cries again, the blankets falling to the ground leaving her only with half a sheet. I get close and her face is all wet from tears, her forehead covered in sweat.

It's them. She's dreaming about what happened.

"Hey Mia, wake up." I try but she's still struggling. "It's me, Harry, wake up!" I grasp her sweaty hand in mine.

She looks so desperate. I wish I was there to protect her the whole time, so she wouldn't be having this fucking nightmare. If I wasn't such an ass I wouldn't have left her. And I would certainly have continue that kiss.

But I can't protect her. Not being me, the most fucked up person on earth.

I try again, still holding her small sweaty hand. "I'm here Mia, wake up."

One last scream and she finally wakes up, her dark brown eyes wide open, her breath uncontrolable.

"It was only a nightmare, I'm here now." I calm her down, squeezing her hand on mine.

"Breathe in and out. Everything's okay now." Slowly her breath starts to fall normal again.

"It was them, weren't they? I ask and she nods, a tear escaping.

"I'll get you some water, I'll be right back."

I don't take long because I don't want to leave her alone. She needs somebody right now. I might not be her best friend but I can confort her as one.

"Here." She takes it and drinks it all.

"Thank you." A weak little smile shows up.

"No problem."

I stand by the window, and glance around the street. Our street it's not one of those noisy and crowed ones, it's actually quite peaceful. I mean, not peaceful as you can hear your neighbour's snores, but compared with the rest of New York it's quite nice. Yet, by far, a permanent noise is always settled. Fucking New York.

"What time is it?" As voice startles me.

I turn around to see her up from bed.

Sweet jesus, she's hot as fuck with my clothes on.

I grab my phone from my pocket. "4:57".

"I'm sorry for waking you up." She stands by my side, looking down to our street.

"Don't worry about it. I can sleep all day tomorrow." I grin.

"You mean, today." She smirks, letting out a yawn.

"Right." I laugh, making her smile as well. It's so good to see her smile after all.

"You should try and get some sleep Melissa. Your body needs some rest." But soon her smile fades.

"Something wrong?" I ask her, seeking for her eyes. But she makes her way back to bed, not looking at me.

"No... Hm... I'll just try get some sleep." She fake smiles getting into bed. She looks somehow ... scared? I don't get it.

"Okay I'll let you sleep, just call me if you need anything." She simply nods, getting herself under the blankets.

I can tell she's still a bit shaky from everything, that's more than normal. Hopefully, tomorrow... or today, she'll feel a lot better.

As I turn off the lights, her breath gets uncontrolable again.

"Harry."

I quickly turn on the lights.

"What's wrong?"

"St- stay ... stay with me. Please."

"You want me to stay here?" I ask her, her eyes telling me right away the answer.

"I- I need you."

Her words are all that I needed.

I quickly take of my t-shirt and shoes. She goes to the right side of the bed, letting me get in to the left. I normally sleep on the right side, even though I spend most nights alone. But right now, fuck it. I just want to be with her.

She faces me leaving me speechless. How can this girl be so damn beautiful?

"Thank you, for everything you've done. If it wasn't for you I... " She almost whispers.

"Shh." I silence her, my fingers touching her lips before I notice. "Just forget it. Now it's everything okay. You're safe."

"I know I'm safe now." She closes her eyes with my touch.

"Now sleep. I'll be here if another nightmare comes."

This feels so surreal right now. Not because I'm with a girl, because I've been with a lot of girls. It's just that with her, everything's different. I don't feel that impulse of only wanting to fuck. I won't be fooling myself saying I didn't thought about it though ... because jesus she's fucking hot... but right now I just feel at peace. Completely. Entirely. There's no problems, no mistakes, no past. It's like time is frozen or something. And it's something I never knew.

Melissa.

What is she doing to me?

She turns her back to me, and I don't think twice when I put my arms around her waist, embracing her.

She relax in my arms, exhaling deeply. I could stay like this forever.

"Good night Harry." She mumbles.

"Good night Melissa."

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Harry's feelings are making me butterflies jesus.

Am I the only one?

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