Temptation (Harry Styles)

I woke up in a hot sweat. Lying on my bed in the darkness of my room, moonlight seeping through the gaps in the patterned curtains. My breathing was rapid and uneven, tears spilling from my eyes like a silent waterfall, it had happened again. The same dream, that's the fourth time this week. I don't know who he is or why he's there but i always find myself running to him. It's like a collage of memories: when we met, going on dates, falling in love.. arguing, lashing out, running. The running's mostly me, away from him then back to him again. But he doesn't want to know me. He tells me to leave, that i'm too good for him, that's when the crying starts. The next thing i know i'm awake in my room, engulfed in darkness. I never can remember his face, just a tall figure with dark curls and piercing green eyes.

I get up and wonder around in the dark, tripping over old teddies and hair straighteners. I make my way to the bathroom connected to my room. I turn on the light and nearly fall over in shock as i stare at the mirror. Is that really me? I look horrible, my paler than pale skin was a canvas of smudged mascara, green eyeshadow and sparkling lip gloss; I looked like someone had drowned a clown. My hair was even worse, my long blonde hair that usually hung down in soft waves was a malicious mess. It had kinks in one place then tight curls in the other and it all looked like a big backcombed disaster, plus my fringe was sticking out in every direction possible.

"Next time remember to take your make up off before you fall asleep Kay.." I muttered to myself, fetching a face wipe and attacking my panda eyes. After what seemed like an hour my normal face made an appearance. I yawned loudly as i turned the light off and stumbled back to my bed, i can never sleep after these dreams so i check Facebook to see if anyone else is awake at 2:30 am. no luck.. I switch my phone off and curl up in the covers, attempting to sleep and quite obviously failing, this is going to be a long night..

*Next Morning*

I wake up to my alarm clock screeching at me, 8:30am. I roll out of bed and literally drag myself to my bathroom. I get in the shower, the cold water shocks me so now i'm definitley wide awake. In ten minutes i'm out and deciding what to wear to work. Letting my hair dry naturally, i pull on a pair of ripped denim skinny jeans and a red baggy T shirt which says 'Rock and Roll' on it. I push some wristbands on in a hurry and brush my nearly dry hair. I slip on my white converse and grab my jacket before heading down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Hey sweetie, want some toast?" My mum sang to me whilst dancing round the kitchen to a song on the radio.

"Yeah please" I laughed "I'm going out with Amy and Becka after work, apparently Amy's got a boyfriend which she's been hiding from us so we'll be torturing it out of her later."

"Awwh well i hope he's sweet, i'll leave your dinner in the fridge for when you get back" She says, handing me some toast. She doesn't act like a mother at all, she's more like my best friend. All my friends love her and they think she's hilarious.

"Thanks mum. Shit is that the time!" I scream looking at my phone, it's 9:26 and i start work at 9:30. I run out the house and down the street, it's a good job the music shop's only a few streets away in the shopping centre. I make it just in time, charging into the back room to dump my jacket in a locker. I compose myself and walk out to the till where Alex is sat, bagging up someone's CD's. He flashes me a smile.

"Just on time Kay" He chuckles, i playfully hit him and duck under the counter to sort out the CD shelves..

*Later That Day*

"No, All Time Low!" I shout, laughing. "No, Union J!" Alex shouts back at me. We were debating over the best boyband and he just wasn't going to give up, i sigh "Gosh Alex! Union J? Seriously? I mean, i knew you were gay but i didn't know you were THAT gay" I mock, flapping my hands about. It was nearly closing time and there weren't many people so we were sat on the counter eating cookies which i bought earlier. "I'm gay and proud Kay, and one day me and Jaymi will get married and you'll be my bridesmaid" He babbled, he bores me to death most days but i love him, he's like the sister i never had.

"Right well i'm going now Alex" I mumbled, my mouth full of cookie "I'm going out with Amy and Becka, see ya monday." I climbed off the counter and strolled out the shop. All the other shops had closed by now so there were just a few people milling about. I made it out the shopping centre and to the coffee shop round the corner in no time and i soon spotted my friends. Well they were hard to miss, waving frantically and calling my name. I rushed over and slid into the booth, next to Becka.

"hey gurrrrrlllll!" she said giving me a bone crushing hug " long time no see!" She seemed in an unusually energetic mood. "Becka, you saw me two days ago it's hardly been a long time" i laughed patting her head. That always annoyed her and i loved annoying her. "Hey Kay!" Amy smiled "How's Alex?" She mumbled, blushing a little. "Still hot" Becka said "- And still gay!" I cut in. We both knew Amy had a massive crush one him and we couldn't help but make fun of her. She slumped back in her chair, tired of our hysterical laughter. When we managed to stop, our attention turned back to Amy. "Why do you care about Alex anyway, you've got your own boyfriend." I smirked, she went the colour of a post box, "How do you know about that!?" she snapped. " Oh please, We can tell by the look on your face evertime you get a text" Becka stated and right on cue a text popped up on Amy's screen. Quick as a flash i grabbed her phone and unlocked it. "Ooooh! Seven kisses. Amy did you brain wash him or something?" I smirked. "How rude!" She said faking being hurt. I gave the phone back "Only joking babes" I said. I was about to ask her about him when Becka leaned in to interrogate her with questions. I sighed and slumped back in my seat. I don't know why but a tall figure walking past the shop caught my eye, i focused on him more clearly, shock spreading across my face.Tall, dark curls, green eyes. It was him, the boy from my dreams..