Monster

Everything's Okay "3x7"

I was awoken by slight movement. Harry shuffled in his sleep a little more before completely stopping. I sighed out of exhaustion and yawned right afterwards.

I lay there, under the sheets. Just withering in hot sweat. I moved upward and opened the cover. I shut my eyes as cool air flashed across my skin.

"Mmm" I hummed quietly. It was quiet, other than Harry's almost inaudible snores. I thought it was cute though.

I looked over at the clock. 6:38. Its never too early to eat. I slowly shifted off the bed so Harry wouldn't wake up. I tip toed out of his room and walked quietly down the hallway. It was a long one too. His mansion is 10 times bigger than mine. The hallway itself is probably a little bigger. Eventually, I made it to the kitchen. My bare feet felt the cool surface of the nicely marbled floor. Very little light shined through the large bay window, but I was able to see everything that was visible. The tree house. I smiled to myself, and damn, everything was so messed up. Why was Harry so gentle. Such a change of heart. Maybe it was the crash? I really didn't know.

But what if... what if all this was an act. But why would be acting like that? fooling me?

I shook my head as I opened the refrigerator. I scanned the shelves and drawers to find a pack of bacon and some eggs. Perfect.

I made sure that no one else in the house, I didn't want any of Harry's "friends" mucking around whilst I was just in a shirt with no knickers. I placed bacon in the pan, hearing it simmer made my mouth water. I batted the eggs in a bowl. This was quite nice. Just having this time to myself. But I did feel a bit incomplete.

I liked it when Harry was close to me. Where I could feel him. I liked it when he kissed me. It made me feel wanted. But I just couldn't trust him. I don't think I ever would. He was the person that changed me into someone I swear I'd never be. But it happened. I couldn't trust him even if I wanted to. He hurt me in so many ways, and he's probably trying to brainwash me with all this bullshit he's doing now. I honestly don't know what to do to. Return the kindness? Or just turn my back on him? But he probably trusts me. I could be the only person that trusts. I-.... ugh.

I finished cooking breakfast and set it on the table.

"It smell delicious"

I hastily turned around to face Niall.

"Jeez Niall, You scared me" I said, handing him two plates. "Take it to Alice" I added as I shoo'd him away. He gave me a smile as he walked back to his room.

I sighed. Poor Alice. But who would want to shoot Alice?. .... Maybe that bullet wasn't meant for Alice.

I exited my thoughts, walking to the metal staircase. It was cool beneath my feet and it sent goosebumps across my pale skin. I shivered a bit, but I managed. I walked through the moderately decorated hallways. It was almost light out, and I could hear the birds singing their youthful songs. I thought it was peaceful. How they just sang as they pleased without a care in the world.

My mind always found its way into so many differeny topics. ugh. I guess I really did have ADHD.

I walked Inside, quietly shutting the door. I watched as Harry lazily withered under the sheets, his bare bottom poking out from the side. He mumbled a few words and kept squirming around. His breathing became loud and erratic. He twisted over and sat up, sweat dew on his forehead. "PAIGE" he screamed frantically. He looked at my side of the bed to find that I was not there.

"Paige!!" He yelled once more.

"Hey kiddo, I'm right here" I said calmly as I climbed over to him. My legs either side of him, our stomachs pressed against each other, and our arms closed tight around us.

"Everything's ok, I'm right here" I told him, my nose nuzzled behind his ear. It was quiet for a while, which was good. He needed to calm down. I rubbed circles into his back, humming soft lullabies to him. I felt His large arms grip me tighter as I did so.

"I had a bad dream" He said, his nose in the crook of my neck.

"Tell me what happened" I whispered as I rubbed my head against his. His hair smelt of strawberry and vanilla. My favourite.

"I-I thought I lost you. I thought someone took you away from me, a-and killed you" He said in a low hushed voice.

I felt my heart drop, just listening to him say that made my chest physically hurt. I swallowed, but it hurt, the knot restricting me from talking. I only pulled away to look at his face.

Just looking at his complexion made me want to cry as well.

"You won't ever lose me. Ever." I spoke, wiping his tears away. I kissed both of his cheeks, and his chin.

"But what if-"

"Shhh, always look up" I said. He nodded, looking up. I pressed a soft kiss to his neck, just to show him that I'll be there.

He looked back at me, his smoldering eyes traced my face. I looked at him as well. His features were so delicate and so.. unrealistic. He himself, was a masterpiece. An artwork so fine and elegant. His lip ring glistened and I couldn't help but touch it. I liked it a lot. Just as much as his eyebrow piercing. His ears. Is poor ears. I leaned to his side, kissing his ear as well as the other side.

"Everything's okay" I said once more before getting off of him. He grunted at what I assumed was loss of contact. "Breakfast is ready" I said louder this time. Harry weakly smiled as he got up from the bed. He was still nude, which I thought was ridiculously hot. He pulled on a pair of briefs before grabbing my hand and leading me down to the kitchen.