I Dream A Dream

Chapter 1: Sweet Dreams

Broken doors, unfixed hinges, and one small mirror. Following the long corridor, I see a door half open, painted in emerald green. Peaking through, I see her, dancing away to soft music. She stops. Staring at me with a smile curling on her pink lips.

"I see you Harry."

And I know she did, she was a young girl, who was covered in smooth brown skin. Frames hanging on the bridge of her nose smothered in thick black, hiding her dark brown eyes which hid a mystery. Little pimples spotted on her cheeks which she hated, and her dark brown hair which looks light in the sun, naturally curly and slighty messy, but again she hated it.

"I see myself too"

I glance in the mirror as she chuckles. She hates her laugh but I love it, I love her. Walking to her, I hold her hand, not wanting to let go.

"I like this place Harry"

She touches the old wood which could easily give you splinters.

"Babe don't touch it! I don't get it, why do you want this old rotten place? You start dancing in here like it's a place of glory, we have a baby arriving and this is where you want to live?"

I cringe as I look around the room.

"Harry it's a big place, and I already know what changes I want to make and sorta need to make."

She looks into my green orbs as if she was staring into my soul. Touching my arm, she pushes her hair to the side, parting it into three sections and starts to braid. I frown, I hate it when she puts her hair back. Her nose bumps into mine as she pecks my full lips.

"You're so tired, wake up you fool"

She gives me a hard glare, my right brow raises. I'm not tired? I question myself.

"HARRY GET UP"

My eyes flutter to see my sister shaking me.

"Harry, have you forgotten you're on tour? You're up in 15 minutes!"

Her eyes watch me, waiting for me to rise. Groaning at that thought, Niall barges in and gestures a 'facepalm' action with his hands. Irish words float in my ears,

"C'mon Harreh, you got'a get dressed!"

He grabs his water and huffs before getting off the tour bus and walking through the crowd of fans, mumbling to himself he curses,

"Shower of cunts".

***

Done. The show was a success, we were just in luck.

"Good timing Harry!"

Zayn pats me on the back as him and the rest of the boys go for a change. I stood for a minute, thinking about her, her looks, her smile, her touch. But it was just a dream. A sweet dream. I was still standing, my hairdresser named Lou glanced at me, but I took no notice until she slapped me lightly across the face.

"Harry?"

She looked startled. I smiled and saw two little shoes finding my big ones. Lux. Baby Lux, Lou's little angel.

"Hello you"

I wiggled her nose and picked her up. I love Lux, everytime she's near me, I feel like a daddy, like she's mine. But it was only a feeling. She can't speak properly yet, she's only one, she's trying though.

"Let's take you to the big mobile".

She always calls the tour bus a big mobile, and secretly I find it adorable, but the other guys think it's slightly weird, but she's a little baby. My feet start to function, and I slowly walk through the mob of fans to the tour bus. Louis strolls to me,

"Aren't you gunna change Harry?".

I was completely oblivious of what I was wearing. My tight jeans get even tighter sometimes, and it's such a relief when stripping them off and sleeping into.. well I have to wear my boxers now that I'm on tour, but I prefer commando. I wisp Lux into Lou's arms and I sprint to bed, but I'm eager to make a vine right now. I grab my phone from my back pocket, and tap on the vine app. I get Paul my manager to hold it for me as I hide in each of the beds and lay flat on the floor and then pop out from sliding doors. I find my vines amusing,

"It's quite the entertainment"

I think to myself. Jumping onto the top bed, I strip to only my black boxer shorts, and in minutes I'm asleep, dreaming again, about her. This time, we're in my house, in my bedroom. She's wearing a black nightdress and I'm still in my jeans and top. Biting my lip, she pushes me on the bed. Oh God, I want to strip her down and pull her towards me.

"Shhh"

She lowers herself, whispering sweet, enticing words in my right ear. I hold her waist, and begin to stroke her curves, I want to love her, just give her my all and make sweet love. As I hold her luscious hips, I bring her in, but she puts a stop sign right on my chest.

"Don't stop me, just let me feel you, I want to touch you".

She makes a low hum with the letter 'm'.

"I want to baby, but you should go sleep, it's been a long day"

She rubs my chest and slowly runs a finger along the band of my boxers. I feel my erection growing, my hands slope down to her bare legs, I pull them closer.

"Just strip, let me just take it off at least"

My heart pounds in my chest, my breathing gets heavier as she raises my top over my head and puts her legs either side of me. One hand is still contacting her bare soft leg, and the other lingering through her hair as she kisses me. The kiss is slow, but magical, her lips part, allowing my tongue to get full access into her mouth. Our tongues intertwine, our bodies are close, I slip her dress off, my eyes now being able to see her half naked body. I want more. She unbuckles my belt, releasing me from the straining band, pulling onto my jeans, I'm now in my black boxers. Pulling back, she takes a good look.

"Like what you see?"

I tease her, pulling her back into the kiss. I was now able to touch her, I pinned her down beneath me. It was now my turn. I pecked her skin, from head to toe. Circling my thumb on her soft stomach, I kissed just above her waist.

"Let me pleasure you"

I panted. My name was on her lips, she wanted to say something but I never gave her the chance, I pulled down her black panties, watching them fall to her ankles. Sexy. Beautiful. Charming. I wanted to be inside her, but I know she wouldn't let me, not yet anyway. I dipped my head down, kissing the inside of her thigh.

"Harry stop"

She was breathless.

"Baby, please. I want you, I do. But I can't"

She felt her stomach. Our baby.

"Wait till we take classes, on how or you know..".

I interrupted her,

"What?"

I was bewildered.

"What? Harry, why are you saying what? Are you talking in your sleep?"

I caught a glimpse of Liam slightly raising a brow at me. I started rubbing my eyes and murmured with a moan and turned to my side falling back to sleep.