It All Started With Lou

Dream Sequence

*Skyler's POV*
I wake up from a dreamless sleep with sweat all over my back. What? I NEVER sweat in my sleep. When I do sweat though, I never have to get up and change my clothes like I have to now.
I look to my side and Niall is completely drenched in his own sweat and twitching in his sleep. I guess that's how he sleeps?
I go downstairs into my laundry room to change my pajamas. When, out of nowhere, Niall starts screaming at the top of his lungs.
I run faster then I knew I could to my room to get to Niall.
"Niall! Niall! Shhhhhh. Shhh. It wasn't real. It's not real." I console while bringing his head to my chest and stroking his hair.
"But--but it seemed so real!" He sobs into my newly changed shirt.
"Wanna talk about it? What happened in it?" I ask.
"It's too scary." He states as he pulls away from me and draws his knees to his chin. I climb back into bed and rest my head on his shoulder.
"Well, I'm here with you now."
"I know. But it was so real. You were there. And I was there. You--you were killed somehow and--and I--I had to spend the rest of my life without you. But I witnessed your murder and struggled with the memories for the rest of my life." He says and looks at me with sad blue eyes.
"Aww!! Boo!! It's okay! I'm not going anywhere. Not any time soon. Especially not without you," I tell him. I already feel like I can't live without him.
"I guess." He says still haunted by his dream.
"Just go back to sleep, babe. I'm not gonna leave your side."
"Okay," he says as he lowers his head on the pillows. He closes his eyes and goes back to sleep. I run my hands through his hair and trace my fingers all over his body to comfort him. Just so he knows that I'm right next to him.
Eventually I fall back asleep, but not without hesitation. I didn't want Niall to wake up from another nightmare and see that I'm sleeping.
I give in, and go back to sleep.
*****
"Skyler. Skyler. Come on, please wake up. Skyler!" I hear someone plead while shaking me.
"Whaaa??" I say still asleep but I swat at the hand that's shaking me.
"Please, babe, I need you. Right. Now." Niall says. My eyes fly open and I look at his tear-stained face.
"What's wrong??" I ask with concern in my voice. I wipe his tears away and sit up and embrace him.
"I had another nightmare..." He mumbles in my shoulder.
"What happened in this one?" I ask.
"It was a weird dream. It was like inception or something. In my dream, I wake up and you're next to me in your bed, but you're not breathing. You were dead..." He says as tears start brimming in his eyes.
"What's with your dreams and me dying?" I ask humorously.
"I--I don't know." He answers.
"Well, like I said before, I'm not going anywhere. I'm alive and well so don't you fret." I say with a smile.
He just looks at me in disbelief and horror.
"How bout we watch a movie instead of going back to sleep?" I suggest. He's already had enough dreams of me dying, I don't want to rattle him anymore by making him sleep again.
"Can we watch a comedy?" He asks.
"Of course!" I agree as I get up and grab my laptop.
"Can we watch We're The Millers?"
"Yes!!!" I say excitedly. It's one of my favorite comedies.
"Yay." Niall says flatly.
"Boo, relax. We're not going back to sleep. We're staying awake and we're cuddling the whole time." I tell him. He gives me a slight smile, which is a little reassuring but I'm still worried about him.
I log into Netflix and click on a We're The Millers. I place my laptop on Niall's legs and curl into his chest. He strokes his hands through my hair and then kisses my forehead.
"I love you so much." He whispers.
"I love you so much too." I say drowsily.