One Way or Another (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 13

I woke up to the sunlight peaking through the windows. I flipped over in the bed expecting Harry to be sleeping beside me, but he wasn't. I found a t-shirt in the drawer and put it on. I walked down the stairs searching the living room, but Harry was no where to be found. I strolled into the kitchen, and there was no trace of anyone ever being there.

I went back upstairs to put on some shorts. After I got clothes on, I ran outside to see if he was just sitting somewhere. He wasn't. I was actually quite scared.

"Harry?" I called out for him. There was no response. I went back into his house. I sat down at the table in his kitchen. I noticed there was a note. It said, I left. Get out before I come back. I don't want to see you. -Harry

What was happening? Why was Harry so upset with me?

I walked back upstairs to get my dress, and apparently leave. It wasn't on the floor where I had left it. I searched under the bed, in drawers, in the bathroom, even in the hallway, but it was missing. I went back downstairs. I heard some noise from the kitchen.

I slowly walked in to find a man in all black going through cabinets. Fear took over my body as I let out a loud gasp. The man turned around with a knife in his hand. He started walking towards me with the knife pointing at me. I ran into the living room trying to get away from the intruder. He quickly caught up to me.

I darted out the front door, and Harry was walking up the driveway.

"Anna? I told you to leave." Harry said in anger.

I was still running. The man was right behind me. I didn't care for what Harry had to say at the moment. I felt a tug at my shirt. The man in black caught me.

"Harry! Help!" I screamed staring at him.

He just looked at me and back at the man. Harry said, "Kill her. I don't care."

Harry's words made my heart ache. I felt tears trickle down my cheeks. Then, there was a sharp pain in the middle of my back. I screamed out in pain and tears were flowing easily.

"Anna!" I faintly heard someone call out. "Anna! Get up!" I heard again from the same voice. I was being shaken.

I opened my eyes to find Harry sitting next to me in his bed. He was shaking me awake. Tears were streaming down my face. Harry used his thumb to wipe them off. He sat me up, so I was sitting up straight like him.

"Anna. You must have been having a nightmare! You were screaming my name. Are you alright?" Harry asked looking at me concerned.

I tried to speak, but I couldn't. I just started to cry in memory of my terrible nightmare. Harry wrapped his arms around me and I started to cry into his shoulder.

He rubbed his hand across my back and whispered, "It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay." I heard his voice sounded shaky.

I looked up and saw that Harry's eyes were red and watery. He was crying.

"Why are you crying?" I asked in between sobs.

Harry pulled me back in his comforting hug, "I hate to see you cry. I hate how I can't make your nightmares go away. I just don't like seeing you in pain."

I started to cry more because of how much Harry cared. I squeezed him tightly. I told Harry about the dream I had. I saw he was crying more. He returned my gesture by squeezing back.

"Don't ever leave me." I whispered.

"I'd never do that. I wouldn't be able to live with myself." Harry responded.