Locked hearts

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[Amber's pov]

I woke up in the middle of the night. Sweating. Crying. Traumatized. By what? I had a nightmare.

I don't remember the details, but i know that it scared me a lot.

I felt vulnerable. That feeling was caused by the dream? Or by something else? Someone maybe?

A tall figure came to my mind as I tried remembering the nightmare. But all that i remembered in the end was that figure... And a small one next to it... I stopped moving as my eyes grew wider, as i remembered...

"Oh my god, my baby is born! Look i want you to meet someone. It is..."

It ended there, why did i thought of my mom? I hadn't seen her for years. She was dead, at least that's what my father told me. She lefted me with him. Why did i see her? Why did i feel the need to know who she wanted me to meet?

It was odd, remembering the day you were born. I asked my self a lot of questions but without any answer. I felt something was about to change soon, because i usually don't have flashbacks except when something is going to happen. Like i was going to meet someone...

I'm scared. I never liked talking and especially to someone i don't know.
I was used to loneliness. Changing wasn't one of my favourite things, that's why i spent my time drawing, or panicking about a thought, that same thought that just popped into my mind... The thought of something wrong, someone missing...

[harry's pov]

I was starring at the ceilling, after hugging mom and Gemma. I finally was home. It feels good.

I arrived here at 6am i think, so no wonder both of them were tired. They waited for me, they haven't slept all night so they ended up going to sleep now and leaving me with a promise. They promised me that the next day we would do something together, something we used to do each years 10 years ago. Something that would maybe makes us feel like a normal family.

So i was stuck looking at the ceiling. I was looking at a crack in the off white wall; it got bigger from the last time i was here, it's not a big crack but it really shows how much time has passed.

It's funny how little things change here, and maybe that's what makes you feel good to be home.

For example, my room is just the same. Okay a bit cleaner but other than that, you could've sworn that i never lefted it. It didn't change a bit. 

Not changing. The thought that for once, you can turn back time, playing so many memories once again, home is the closest place to the past.

And i guess, my love for routines made me love home, but what does home really means? Is it really a place? Or is it a feeling? A person? Maybe it is a girl, and as i thought of a girl being my home, a name came out of nowhere in my mind: Am...

Before continuing the name, i began panicking. Sweating all over. My hands were shaking. My heart was craving. Why? What? I was here, next to my family. Why is my body aching? Why was my mind creating some green eyes? Why are my eyes teary?

I am tired a lot; i don't need a panic attack right now. I never had a panic attack in my entire life, but i think i can call what is happening  right now a panic attack. It was a sudden overwhelming feeling of disabling anxiety.

Why now? Breath in, breath out. My heart is beating so fast, i'm pretty sure that if my ribcage didn't exist, my heart would have probably hopped out of my chest. What can i do?

WATER! My trembling hands were reaching for the cup of water on my bedside table. The cup flew out of my hand. Water was covering the floor, but i couldn't care about the wet wood. I couldn't breath.

Suddenly, i got scared, scared of what? It was a strange feeling, i was afraid of getting hurt. Of being hurt... It was more than a feeling.

It was like i'm not complete, but i knew i was. It was like a missing peice. Like i'm a tiny fragile peice of glass that was going to break if i didn't find the missing part. I felt like a rain drop falling from the sky, and without that missing peice i'll just crash on the ground. Like that peice was keeping me alive. I don't know how much i could keep myself together before falling apart. My heart would shatter to peices like a million falling stars.

Tears started rolling on my cheeks as i pressed my face on the duvet. Fighting to breath. My soul fighting. What was happening to me? What are you?

My body was shaking, as i sat on the cold hard floor. I can't think straight. I was overwhelmed by nothing, there were no fans, no sounds, no paparazzi, nothing, no one. Just the sound of my lungs gasping for air. Breath in. Breath out. Why was i feeling like i would die if i didn't go out quickly.

I pulled my legs closer to my body, as i rested my head on my knees, trying to calm down. It's not real. It's not real. IT IS NOT REAL.

My hair was sticking on my forehead as i tried to focus on the sound of my unsteady breath, and the cold hard wooden floor under me. How that was a real sound. How that was a real feeling. Not like the craving pain.

The pain wasn't real. It couldn't be. It was just a product of my mind. My mind which i should be able to control... I should be banning it from creating this pain. But i couldn't. Had i lost control of it?

My body calmed down, but not because of the oxygen coming in and out of my lungs.

It was a touch...A sensation... A sound... A sound that came from nowhere into my ears and calmed my tensed body a bit.

While i was rocking myself back and forth, the sound was getting louder, faster.

Breath in, breath out.

I could feel it through my veins. Pumping. Making my body move at the quick pace of the relaxing sound.

The sound...  Something was forced to battle... Something wanted to be free... So it came into me... It controled me...It made my veins beats...

The sound... The pumping... The beating... The heartbeat... The pulse.... What are you?

Who are you?

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So i guess that's chapter 2.

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