Blinded By His Light (Harry Styles) -On Hold-

Chapter 5: Dreaming

(A/N So this chapter is were the story starts to unfold its self. At first it may be a little confusing but it will soon become crystal clear. Also if you don't mind, please vote and comment.)

"Kinna," I hear my mom call for me from the kitchen. I drop the barbies that I was just playing with and run down the stairs, excited to see what my mommy wants.

"Yes, mommy," I say walking through the door way. Slowing my step and try to walk as grown up as I can so I can impress her.

"Lunch is ready. I made your favorite; soup and grilled cheese." She says putting the plate down in front of me with a smile. My mommy is the prettiest mommy in the world. Especially when she smiles. I smile to myself hoping one day I will grow up and look just like my mommy.

Without saying another word to my mother I dig into my plate while my mommy talks to me. "Kin-kin, Smilies dad just called and he's going to be over. You know the rules. No walking to smilies house, stay in the yard and don't take the teasing too far and hurt smilies feelings. You know he's sensitive." My mom gives me the warming mommy eyes to make sure I that I knew she meant business.

"Mommy, why can't I walk to smilies house? He walks here like a big boy?" It hurt my feeling that my mommy didn't think I could do it. If smilie can then so could I.

"Kin, baby, I hope you never get to know why I don't want you over there." What does that even mean? Daddy didn't have a problem with me going over there until mommy said no. This is the only mean thing my mommy does. I just want to understand why.

It isn't much longer before we here a faint knocking on the door. I feel my chest swell up in excitement as sprint to door to open it. Forgetting all about trying to act like a big for mommy.

"Smilie," I screech before opening the door.

"Hi," he mumbles before standing there staring at me with his light green eyes, like a weirdo.

But then nothing, what feels like seconds later I'm setting in my bed, drenched in sweat and tears. Knowing that I have a nightmare every night, I soon collect myself and lay back down. I close my eyes to fall back asleep but then I remember green eyes.

I remember

Without thinking I remember the whole thing. Every detail of the dream. I remember the grilled cheese, I remember acknowledging my father, I remember the little boy that we called smilie. But why would I wake up crying? I must not remember it all. But I was so vivid, less like a dream and more like memory.

Without a second thought pick up my phone and call Liam. It rings three times before he picks up.

"Kin, is everything okay?" He ask in a panic.

"Yeah, Li, but I remember." I say assuming he would know what I was talking about.

"Remember what, Kin?" Confusion clear in his voice.

"I remember part of dream. I don't understand why it's a nightmare. It's kinda freaking me out." I say in a rush. My head is swimming. I don't know how I feel about remembering part of it. Should I be happy, sacred, relieved maybe? I feel all these things at once.

On the the other line I hear Liam's throat catch. He only does that when he's nervous. "Just go back to sleep. Don't worry about it right now. We will talk more about it tomorrow."

"Alright," I mumbled. I didn't want to stop talking about it though and there was no way I was going to be able to ever go back to sleep now but I know Liam was tired so I didn't argue.

"And don't tell your mom," this confused me. Why wouldn't Liam want me to tell my mom? I tell my mom everything. My moms been the only person I have other than Liam.

"Okay," is all I say. I won't tell her I'm the morning but if Liam doesn't have a good reason why I shouldn't by the end of tomorrow I'm going to tell her.