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"I think I love you"

That was the last thing I heard from him before I fell asleep.

My dreams were good.

First it started with me and Louis...

I woke up this morning, but, Louis wasn't there.

Huh?

I heard singing from outside the door.

I was immediatly overjoyed.

I opened the door.

What I saw wasn't real.

This person, he-he had the same voice as Louis, and the same eyes and hair, but everything else was different.

Perhaps I'm in a different demension?

This "Louis" had a smile, a genuine one, not that it's bad, it's just as far as I'd seen, Louis' never smiled like that before.

Ever.

And there was another thing, another major thing.

Louis had no peircings or tattoos.

Well at least, maybe four or five tattoos.

But they were scattered up his arms.

And not just five on each body part or whatever.

Five total.

No eyeliner, makeup, nothing.

He was natural, beautiful.

I guess he caught me staring, beacuse he started to speak.

"Um, Belle, are you okay?"

I shook my head real quick to get me out of the trance.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I told him

"Kay, glad you're up sleepy head! Me and the family were about to have breakfast, care to join us?" He asked jokingly

"Us?" I asked in bewilderment

"Yeah, ya know, Me, Mum, Fizzy, Lottie, Daisy and Phoebe?"

I gulped "Daisy.....and Phoebe?"

"Yeah silly."

"But, I thought they w-were-" I stoped myself

"You thought they were what?" He asked me

"Nothing" I replied.

'I thought that they were dead.' I thought.

"So you comming or not?" He asked me

"Sure."

He took my hand and led me downstairs.

That's when everything got a little creepy...

As we got further down the stairs, the stairs and everything surrounding it slowly decayed.

Everything looked strangly, and realistcally zombified.

Then came the pictures...

Picture frames were hung all around.

Not with normal pictures though.

Every person in the pictures looked zombified.

First I saw a woman, who I assumed was Louis' mom, then two older girls who looked around the same age, but not quite. Then, I saw two little girls, twins I think. They were all decayed and disgusting.

Then came the last picture.

It was Louis.

Not the Louis I know.

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