Howl at the Moon *A One Direction Fanfic* (On Hold)

Chapter 3

“Ahh!” I screamed sitting up instantly. My breathing slowed as I relaxed, realizing it was all a dream. My messy hair clung to my forehead as I sunk back into the bed. Tears sprung to my eyes and I rolled over facing the wall. I heard the door creak open and footsteps hurry towards me.

“Marley? Are you alright?” It was Harry.

“Yeah, I’m fine. It was just a bad dream.” I tried to hide the shaking in my voice, but failed miserably. I felt the bed shift and figured he must’ve sat down.

“Come here.” I sat up and leaned into his open arms. They instantly closed around me pulling me closer to him. I sighed and breathed in his cologne. Suddenly, tears spring to my eyes again. My shoulders shake as I continue to sob. “Do you want to tell me about it?” He asked, resting his chin on my head. I stopped crying for a moment and pulled away.

“I was in the forest and something was chasing me, but I fell and you were there and you protected me but it was another wolf and it-it killed you!” I started crying again and buried my face in my hands, embarrassed by my behavior.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he said, pulling me back into his chest. “Nothing happened. I’m alright. It was just a dream.” I nodded at his comforting words and fisted his shirt. I quickly stopped crying, and looked at him, sniffling. It was strange the way he was acting. He came in the minute I screamed and was here comforting me. Why? He was supposed to be the bad guy and I was supposed to hate him, right? I had a dream about him getting hurt and I was sobbing. I sighed frustratingly and pulled out of his arms. Why couldn’t I sort out my feelings?

“I’m sorry. You don’t have to stay here.” I told him. He shook his head.

“No, I will stay until you feel better. That is if you want me to.” I nodded gratefully and smiled at him, leaning back on his shoulder. We stayed like that for a while longer, silence falling around us. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, though. It was like we didn’t have to say anything.

Suddenly he pulled away, “You should get some sleep. It’s like four in the morning.” I nodded and laid back on the bed, sleeping trying to pull me in.

“Wait. Would you— Would you stay with me?” I asked nervously. It’s not like it would mean anything if didn’t stay, but I felt slightly safer with him there.

He chucked before coming over to my bed. I scooted over and let him climb in. Before he did, he pulled off his shirt and I tried not to ogle at his abs, but failed miserably. He smirked at me when he noticed me checking him out. “I hope you don’t mind. I don’t usually sleep with clothes, but don’t worry, I’ll keep on my boxers.” He then pulled down his shorts and climbed under the warm covers. I turned onto my side not facing him: I didn’t want to drool. He scooted closer to me and wrapped an arm protectively around me waist pulling me tighter to him.

At some point, I must’ve fallen asleep because next thing I knew, I was being woken up to the smell of bacon. I rolled over to notice that Harry was gone. I sat up and went downstairs, pulling my hair up into a high ponytail. I followed the smell of bacon into the kitchen and saw a very shirtless Harry standing by the oven cooking.

“Good you’re awake. Lou wanted to talk to you.” I turn and look at the table and see all five guys eating. I suddenly notice I’m still wearing Harry’s shirt and subtly, I hope, tug on the ends. I catch Niall smirking at me and shoot a glare at him.

“Um, what did you want to talk to me about?” I sit at the island and turn the stool to face them.

“Well, I’m assuming you’re in school, and we aren’t bad people. We want to keep you safe. You can go to school see your friends and your family, but you have to stay here.” Louis told me through gritted teeth. It seemed rehearsed and I gathered that the others had made him say this. I glanced at the clock on the microwave and noticed it was 10:45. I was upset that I was missing school. I mean, I don’t go there because I like school itself, but I miss my best friends, Sean and Hayley, and my boyfriend, Aaron. I recalled what happened last night with Harry, and even though we slept together, we didn’t sleep together, I still felt guilty. I had practically cheated on him. I decided not to dwell on it and just think about getting to see my family again.