The Girl I Never Knew(Harry Styles fanfiction)

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         I did what my mother, Anne, told me to do, which was to have a glass of water and take a nap. Maybe I really did just have a bad dream and needed more sleep. I shut my blinds and crawled into bed, but I couldn't sleep. It just didn't make sense; I remember walking to my car and waving bye to Eleny when I saw the man covered in black come behind her and shoot her in the head. I know I saw it; dreams don't give me details of the color of his eyes, or the exact location where she was shot, or the events that happened right after her death. Was it a dream? Was my mom crazy? Was I crazy? 

        "Harry! GET UP! It's time to eat!" my mom yelled at me.

        "What, what time is it?" I murmured to myself as I rolled over to check my clock. "7:30? Crap, I'm not gonna sleep tonight." I walked downstairs to find my mom and Gemma sitting at the table waiting for me.  

       "Are you feeling better Harry? I figured some sleep would help, you haven't been sleeping lately. You stay up too late playing in your band," my mother said to me.

      "Ya mum, I'm feeling better," I lied. Better to keep her happy and not worried about me. I already cause her enough stress. 

      "You know Harry, you might just be going crazy. I mean, thinking someone's dead, that's some pretty wonky stuff, I mean like, we might have to lock you up soon. Maybe even send you to the asylum," my sister Gemma said sarcastically to me as she rolled her eyes. "I mean, I wouldn't really care, I would get to keep all your stuff!"

     "Shut up Gemma, I don't need this crap from you at the moment," I replied hastily, as I started to dig into my food. 

    Dinner was uneventful, as Gemma seemed to be offended by me telling her to shut up. Mum didn't reprimand me though, I don't think that she thought that I was "mentally stable" enough to get in a fight right now. I guess that I really did just have a bad dream, something just seems pretty wrong to me.