Through Unforeseen Eyes |Harry Styles A.U|

Part 1

My house is haunted, so they said. They've seen different kinds of spirits roaming around. This could been a dirty joke that everyone planned on, I thought. My neighbors and siblings have confirmed about the paranormal activities. I don't see them, maybe they're the whispers that I hear telling me that I'm never going to get away. I get unforgettable chills whenever I think I heard someone. I'm in my kitchen preparing a PB&J sandwich and tea, before heading to bed. I had an extra day of vacation since I woke up with a headache and the sensation of throwing up. 

I didn't end up vomiting my insides out but the headache made my head feel heavy and unpleasant. On the way to my room I bit into my sandwich and dropped my mug of tea. I whimpered and cursed as I accidentally bit my cheek. I held my sandwich between my teeth, bending down and grabbing the huge parts of the broken mug and tossed them in the trash. 

Nibbling on the sandwich I reached for the broom and a cloth. When I got back to the wet spot it was dry and clean. I slowly backed away and placed the items back. Is this what they see? Believe me I was freaked out but for my little brother, he doesn't want to risk going outside the house at night even with the light on. But hey that ghost saved me from cleaning!

I didn't bother on making another tea. I went straight to my room and grabbed my toothbrush and headed to the bathroom. 

Over my shorts and baggy shirt I had my sweater and I was ready to sleep. My door locked and my lights off I stumbled my way to my bed and laid under my covers. On my side, I stared at the red numbers reading 9:30 pm. The house was almost quiet. I blinked slowly until I felt like my eyelids were getting heavy. When I opened my eyes again I wasn't in my bed or in my house. I was in some kind of beach. I glanced down and saw that I was wearing a bikini and I had long curly hair. I turned my head to find crowds of people hanging out and I was yanked to the side by a guy. My face pressed against his bare chest and stepped back. The guy looked familiar but wasn't my friend. "Whoa that was close huh?" He grinned, nudging my side. What? He pointed ahead to see two guys on the sand wrestling. "Oh, thanks." I said monotonic as I brushed my loose hair behind my ear.

He nodded and stayed by my side as I looked around with each blink I took the day got darker until it did. I wasn't at the beach anymore and the guy wasn't with me. It seemed like I was at some kind of mansion. Stepping forward, I found myself in on the top floor. It was eerily quiet with the floor creaking underneath my weight.

Someone's footsteps came closer and I started panicking ooh man I'm going to die! My eyes flickered side to side finding somewhere to hide. I turned a knob on this slim door and it opened but for my luck it was filled with cleaning supplies. "Hey you." I stopped and turned to him. "What are you doing?" He had a stern glare. Unconsciously, I played with my fingers. "I was looking for the restroom and-and I got lost.." I whispered at the end. His face completely changed into a jolly camper and turned around saying come with me as he curled his finger behind him. 

As we passed through the hall, it became narrow and small, yet the large man walked without difficulty. When I passed through a door, I felt a cold shiver creeping up my spine and I stopped in front of it. The man noticed and grinned. "Oh, don't mind that room, the restroom is this way." With his hand gesturing as he opened the door with the other. Behind the door I heard cats and small children, I reached to touch it and my wrist was gripped tightly by someone tall with mesmerizing eyes. We weren't speaking but his eyes said, Don't snoop into shit like this. The stern look he gave me made my skin cringe as I tried to escape his grasp. 

"Come with me" His voice echoed in my ears as the large man behind was no longer there. With my wrist still in my hand I stare up and slowly nodded my head before everything became cold and black.