Just a Dream

I'm not letting go.

You all ready?

WARNING: LONG CHAPTER. SORRY OR YOU'RE WELCOME

Song of the chapter: Gone by Phillip Phillips because you'll figure it out.

DON'T KILL ME

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I don't understand myself.

Like seriously, why do I feel so guilty? He's the one who did all this, ugh. I just feel like I went a little too far. Did I?

I mean, it's not like I led him on... Or did I?

Fudge.

I guess I did.

I mean, I did say a lot of bad things, but I also flirted... A hell of a lot. It wasn't meant that way, I was just playing around, but...

I'm a terrible person.

I groan and flop back on Niall's bed, my head plopping on the pillow. At that moment, Avery walks in, smiling softly.

"The boys and I are going shopping, you in?"

I consider for a moment. It would give me something to do other than laying here feeling like an idiot.

And who knows, maybe I could be less of a female dog.

I nod, and Avery smiles in approval. "Then come on! Let's go!"

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Shopping with One Direction... Pretty fricking crazy.

Well ya know, it was to be expected.

Harry's still avoiding me. This is what I wanted the entire time, but suddenly I miss his annoyingness.

I'm stupid and weird. Oh well.

And I still feel this random connection to him which I don't understand. Maybe it's just because we're so alike? We really are though, now that I think about it.

We're currently walking down a random street, just because.

I turn to Avery with a smirk. "DEY SEE MEH ROLLIN, DEY HATIN! BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH WANNA CATCH ME RIDIN DIRTY!" She bursts into giggles and Niall looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

"That song sounds so wrong."

I think over it and snort in amusement. "Yup, I'm hot," I joke, pulling a model pose to everyone's amusement.

We pretty much just walk like weirdos. It's a normal day until a random girl walks up to me.

Wait a second, she looks familiar-

"Cassie White?" she asks, surprised.

I then freeze.

That name...

It's all coming back...

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FLASHBACK

"CASSIDY!"

Two year old me hides in a cabinet, whimpering.

The footsteps come closer and closer, until finally they stop in front of me. I can feel him smirking already.

Then, the door slams open and I flinch away from my father, terrified.

He grins an evil grin. "Though you could escape, huh? Well YOU THOUGHT WRONG!" He proceeds to yanks me out of the cubby, slapping me hard across the face. This isn't the first time, and I know it's coming.