Monster

That Won't Happen "3x8"

We sat opposite of eachother, the smell of bacon wafted through. I wasn't hungry at all, pushing my plate away.

"Harry?" I asked softly. I sorta sounded like a five year old, but that's not the point.

"Hmm?" He answered, his mouth full. His cheeks were puffed out, filled with food. I couldn't resist laughing at him. He looked like a member of Alvin and the Chipmunks. He looked at me, a bit miffed and confused. My laughter died down and my tone got more serious.

"What were you dreaming about last night?"

Harry's eyes got big. I regreted asking him. His facial expression went from surprise to sadness. He chewed the rest of his food and swallowed. The gulp was the only sound in the room. Silence filled up the room. The annoying ringing sound echoed in my ears.

"You dont have to tell me if you dont want to." I whispered. I got my plate and brought it to the sink.

I flatten the hem before sitting down, me not having any knickers on.

"But I have to, otherwise it would eat away at me" He responded finally after a moment of silence. I nodded as he put his plate away.

Harry walked over to me. He gripped my hand, but I quickly intertwined our fingers. His thick fingers tightened around mine, filling the gaps between.

"Come with me" He said, pulling me along. I wasn't sure where we were going. He walked faster, his longer legs giving him an advantage. I managed to keep up, but I was so clueless. We walked up another flight of stairs that lead to a small door in the ceiling. Harry pushed it open and climbed out, helping me up as well. I gasped quietly as I looked at my surroundings. The sun set the sky on fire and I watched as rays of light slowly spreaf across the sky. Harry held my hand a bit tighter.

"Do you still want to know? " Harry asked as he looked down at me.

I nodded my head ever so lightly.

"It was night" he said, "and you and I were at the lake, making love beneath the man in the moon"

I felt my stomach tighten and flutter. Did he really just say that?

Harry smiled widely as he looked down at our entwined fingers. Then his expression was completely different. His eyes hinted sadness and it killed me inside.

"Then you weren't in my arms anymore. You were in his arms, kicking and screaming. I tried getting to you, but the faster I ran, the farther away you were from me. Then I found myself staring at you as he pointed a gun to your head. I tried so hard to come to you, but I couldn't. Then he killed you. I j-just.." he said so quietly. I held his face, breaking our interlocking fingers.

"Shhh, that won't happen. I can promise you that." I whispered to him.

"That won't happen".

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