This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 19

Cleo's P.O.V -

I fell asleep a little bit before the movie was over. I was so comfortable being under the blankets and snuggled up to Niall even though he was sleep before I was. I let back the recliner all of the way and buried my face between his shoulder and chin.

He's asleep on his back, so I decide to make myself warm and place one of my legs between his, reaching my arm across his chest. It surprises me whenever he puts his arm around me to keep my in place and to hold me at the same time.

I'm glad he was in sweatpants instead of jeans, because jeans wouldn't be as comfortable to lay on.

There's something in the corner of the living room. Hiding behind a vase with fake plants inside near the fireplace.

It's coming closer to me, yet I'm paralyzed in my position. I'm trying to scream, but nothing's coming out. It's getting closer to me, but I can't move. it reaches out and all I can do is lay here and wait to be killed by this old woman. Her eyes are black. Even the whites of her eyes are black. Her grey hair is draped over her face surrounding it like a curtain. Her hands are coming near me and I still can't move.

I start to scream thinking about how close she's coming and my feet are glued to the floor. This old woman is going to kill me. All I can do is yell for help. Why isn't anyone coming to save me? She touches my face and finally I can move but before I can run she starts to shake me and I start to scream out loud.

"Cleo, Cleo, wake up." I feel someone shaking me. It's Niall. I pop open my eyes, screaming and frantically hitting him, thinking he's that lady from the horror movie we had watched.

"It was just a dream, Cleo," Niall says quickly. "Stop hitting me." He grabs my a hold of my wrists. My breathing calms down once I realize that it wasn't really happening to me.

"It seemed so real." I mutter, slightly laughing. He brings me over his lap and I lean my head on his shoulder.

"Do you want to tell me what happened in your dream?"

"It wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare." I correct him softly.

He nods his head and I start to play with his fingers, while I tell him what happened. I get pulled in closer to his chest while my eyes get droopy, but I have to stay awake. Another nightmare could happen unexpectedly. My head rests on Niall's shoulder, struggling to keep my eyes open.

"Go to sleep." I know he's staring down at me.

"I can't." I yawn, covering my mouth.

"You can barely keep your eyelids up," he starts laughing quietly. "Go to sleep." He starts running his hand up and down my back, in a soothing manner.

"I told you I'm, I'm n-"

"I knew you were sleepy." I hear Niall's voice above me while I sleep.

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