Prince of Playboys (A Haylor Fanfic)

12 ~ New York

I strolled forward as I looked at the black and white grains of sand. The grey, cold waves touched my bare feet as they rise and crest. I looked down to my hands as I walk more slowly, and somehow my skin was still it's natural pale hue. The hem of my blue dress flutter through the air as I walk down the black and white beach.

Then my vision slowly turns to the natural color of the world. It flickers and flashes rapidly. That's when I realized that he emerges out of the blue in front of me. His back was faced to me. I tried to tapped his shoulder but stopped immediately without a reason.

He slowly turn around and face me. I saw those sparkling green eyes, but his blank face ruined them. With his blank stare, he looks at me and stroke my cheek with his finger. I had a joyful smile, but I pushed his stroking finger away from me. Then, he pursed his lips and turn his heel on me. He started walking away and went towards the woods.

My inexpressible feeling turn into sadness after a few seconds. I started to run for him, but he seem like he walks faster than I run for. My vision flickered from darkness and back repeatedly as I kept running to him. He was inside the woods and I followed him. I didn't call out his name, but I kept chasing him.

As I went through the spiky rocks and pointy branches, my vision fades into darkness then back to what I'm seeing. He walks, but I couldn't keep up his pace. Then when I blinked, he immediately disappeared, and I stopped moving as soon as I realized that he was gone.

I fell down on my knees and cried without a sound. The darkness seem to keep by quickly as my tears touches the ground. Before, the darkness came, I felt someone picking me up. I looked at his face but I couldn't recognized him. He smiled at me and told me, "When your world burns into flames, I would always be there to recover it, but it won't be your way." Then everything went black as I lay in his arms, and I had left no memory of my long-haired, green-eyed lover.

   I gasp and stood up. I blinked several times and see that I was still on the plane. I rub my eyes to make sure and yes, I'm still here.

    "Taylor?" A familiar voice from behind called me. I turn and notice those jade eyes watching me worried.
"Are you okay?" He asked me thoughtfully.

   "Oh, I'm fine. It was just a dream," I told him with a sheepish smile. I realized that we are still moving in mid-air. I went to the window in his place and gaze outside. I gaped in awe, "Wow!"

   "I know, we are almost there. Just a few more minutes and we will be in New York grounds," he told me.

    I turned to look at him. "What should we do first?" I asked him excitedly.

    He smiled widely and said confidently, "Anything you wanted to do."

    "Let's go visit my dad. Please!" I gave him my cute puppy eyes.

    He chuckled, "I said anything you wanted to do."

    I smiled at him, "Thanks Harry."

    He smiled back while I gaze out of the window again. From here, I can see the Statue of Liberty and the city of New York next to a strait of gleaming water separating them. I can see one tall building that I think it was called the Empire State building. Then I see the various tops of many building and below I can see the small different colored cars slowly driving to their destination like tiny ants.