Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

<Hazel's P.O.V.>

This sucks! Why did Harry have to push me?!

If I didn't love him so much...

But I do, and I can't wish away that!

My heart is conflicting with itself and I can't even do anything about it!

My eyes still closed, nothing to do but wait 'til morning. Wasting away in my thoughts of what to do next.

'Should I leave him?'

'Should I stay?'

'Should I ask Rosa what to do?'

My mind is making me feel like a giant blur! My brain clouded with confusing bits of memories and my heart clouded with doubt of my true love for Harry.

I'm thinking about everything all at once. Wondering about if Rosa is okay, wondering if I'm okay, and wondering if Harry is going to break up with me for being such a clutz!

Then, in one second, it's all gone. All of my memories, thoughts, wishes, prayers... all of it... gone.

It's all blackness! My eyes struggle to open but they can't. I suddenly feel a relaxing sensation go through my veins as if my prayers to be calm and okay have been answered.

My eyes are open? I can see everything going on around me! The nurse is putting blood through my arm. That must've been the sensation I felt.

But who gave me blood? I have such a rare blood type so... who?

My legs try to walk over to see the name on the bag but I can't seem to focus my eyes on the name!

I can suddenly see some letters.

N_a__-_o_an

Who could that be?

My brain tries to solve it like a crossword puzzle, which is my favorite past-time.

"Is that Niall Horan's blood?"

<Niall's P.O.V.>

My eyes were heavy, then they just shut.

Without memories...without dreams?

Now I can see Rosa sound asleep, but why can I see her?

Am I dead?

Why can I see everything around me but my eyes are closed?

Why can I see myself?

"Rosa?" No answer.

"Rosa?!" Still no answer.

"Rosa!" I try to touch her but my hand went right through her body!

"Oh. My. God! Am I dead?!"

I feel a tear go down my cheek and I see myself shiver.

Okay, what the hell is going on?

I walk out the room without even touching the door. My feet glide down the hall towards the waiting area and I see that the guys fell asleep in the chairs and Harry on the floor on top of a jacket.

I try to wake them up but no one could hear me.

"Harry!" I try kicking him, but my foot slipped right through the air.

Alright, maybe this is like when I could see Hazelia when no one else could. But, at that point, she was almost dead! Am I going to die?!

"Nope."

I hear someone say behind me.

"Hazel?"

"Hey! Nice to hear someone that can actually hear me!"

"Are we dead?!"

"No, trust me. I looked in Rosa's room to see if she was alright and I saw you sleeping. By the way, you snore! Loud!" She giggles, but I kept up my serious face because I was still confused on everything.

"What is going on then?"

"Well... This used to happen to me a lot when I was younger when I just wanted to escape reality. But, it's becoming more and more often lately."

"Okay..? But how?"

"Did you know that your brain is limitless on its different abilities? But scientists only know what 3% of what those abilities are. Many people have unlocked different abilities during concentration, mostly through meditation or hypnosis. There are several different planes that we co-exist with. Right now, we are in a plane that people go to between the dream world and our world. The plane you saw me in before was the plane between our world and the 'in-between'. That is the place where you go for peace before you go to heaven. I'm just lucky that I didn't have to go there."

None of this making sense to me!

"What are you saying?" Now I don't know what to do.

"I don't know exactly how to explain it, but it's called astral projection. It's kind of like a psychic connection between other worlds and only few know about it."

"Okay, so how does it happen?" Now I'm really interested in this conversation.

"Well.. I really don't know. When your mind has gone through these traumatic experiences, your brain just feels like it needs a break so your mind goes through these type of out-of-body experiences." I love the way she explains stuff. She's amazingly brilliant and beautiful.

Now I feel like a blur and I can't understand Hazel anymore.

"Wait! What's happening?"

"You're waking up! Or someone is waking you up..."

What the hell?!

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