Chapter 7

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Harry POV~

I take a quick look at Victoria's gentle face as she leans against my chest. Her long hair is shining from the TV light, and her eyes are wide and pull of fear. She looks so cute when she's scared. I still can't believe we just met 2 days ago and I'm making my move now... I must really like her.

I look back at the screen to see the movie ending. Yawning, I stretch my arms only to have Victoria fall onto my lap. I look down at her limp body. She must've fallen asleep. I get up, trying desperately not to wake her up. Then I pick up her small body bridal style, and carry her to my room. Gosh she looks so beautiful when she sleeps. I place her under the covers in my bed and kiss her on her forehead.

"Goodnight beautiful." I whisper into her ear. Then I stand up and walk out, shutting the door slightly behind me. I walk to the couch and get a blanket, draping it over my body as I lay down. I turn the TV off, and drift into a deep sleep...

Victoria POV~

"Mum?" I call out. I walk around the familiar house. I see a long hallway with windows going down it. There's familiar pictures hanging on the white walls and a plant on a mahogany table. As I walk down it, I entwine my hands together and keep them close to my chest. The fear rushes through my body. Sweat trickles down my face. The wooden floor creeks at each step I take.

"Mum?" I say again. "Where are you?" I walk down, passing doors that were shut. I knew this place... It's just I couldn't remember anything about it...

Once I reach the end I turn to see an open door to a room. I walk inside, slowly opening the door. The room is baby blue with a dresser and a king sized bed. It looked formal. Not fancy though.

I jump, hearing a banging noise and the sound of grunting. I could hear water trickling from the other room. My small feet walk across the cold wooden floor, making it creek at each step. Once I reach the door, I open to reveal my father. He's banging something with... with a... hammer? The hammer was red from something. I couldn't tell what.

"Daddy?" I ask. "What are you-" I scream, interrupting my own sentence. My dad... He's... Oh my god what is he doing? I look at the man who turns to me. His eyes are blood red, face trickling with sweat. He has blood all over his face. But the thing is, he looks nothing like my dad. Nothing like the man I've lived with for years. The man stands up and I look behind him. There's a woman on the floor, face broken into pieces and blood smeared everywhere. My first reaction was to run and scream. But I was hit in the side of my head, causing me to black out. There's a crashing sound, and I feel myself falling to my doom as I screaming for someone to hear...

I shoot up from my spot, covered in sweat. My heart race is speeding and I have a serious headache. I feel my face, my shoulders, my body... Just making sure I was alive. That's when the tears began to poor down my cheeks. I held my face in my hands and whimpered. What was that dream? Why did I dream it? Why was it so familiar?

I feel muscular arms around me. A raspy deep voice whispers in my ear that it's alright. I immediatly recognize it and fall into their chest. Harry holds me tight and keeps whispering caring things to me.

"It's alright..." He cooes. "You're alright, I'm here with you love..." He holds me in his arms as I let all of the tears pour out. I wail like a small child who got their toy taken away from them. God, I must look stupid right now...

"You do not look stupid Tori." Harry says.

Did I just say that our loud?

"Yes, you just said that out loud." He says, chuckling. Well, that's emberassing. I look up at Harry's emerald eyes. His curly hair is all over his face, and he looks worried. But he still smiles at me cheekily.

"Everything alright?" He asks. "Did you have a bad dream?"

"Y-yeah..." I say, voice croaking.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Not really..."

"You sure? It's best to-"

"No harry." I say sternly. I place my hands firmly on the bed. "I don't want to." He sighs and looks at his lap. Then he looks back up at me.

"Want me to sleep here to tonight?" He asks. I think about it. Hesitantly, I accept his offer and he gets under the covers with me. I turn to my right, laying down on the comfy pillow. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close. Immediatly, my shaking stops and I feel myself calming down.

"Goodnight, tori." Harry mumbles into my ear.

"Night hazza..." I mumble back. Then I feel everything around me silence and dissapear and darkness overwhelms me.

[Authors Note]

Hooray! Another chapter! After weeks! Yay!

Thank you to Directioners__unite once again for helping me with this chapter. You're seriously the best friend I could ever ask for. Thanks once again.

Stay tuned for the next chapter :)

-Lexie

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