King || Harry Styles

III

Air....

I gasp a loud for air. I can almost taste the dry sea salt in my mouth, the burning sensation in the base of my throat is unbearable

My terrible dream slowly dissipates from my mind. My heartbeat races at the speed of light.

Just a dream...

it was just a dream...

But the same dream...

I inhale and slowly exhale. Appreciating the smooth flow of chilled air entering my lungs and relieving the hot compressing air remaining.

I collapse on my face landing in the sheets of the bed. Mmmm

The sheets smell of sweet lavender. Did Nana get new laundry detergent? My hands carelessly run through them...

Silk?

Wait....

I don't have silk sheets!!

This is not my bedroom. I jump up automatically i frantically look at the room.

WHAT IS THIS??

This isn't my room!!! The walls are painted a dark grey instead of the cream white walls of my bedroom. I search for the worn wooden bookshelves and the wooden wardrobe instead all I see is a black vanity with matching dressers. My tiny bed that i've had since I was 15 is replaced with a king sized bed. A crystal chandelier hangs high above monstrous bed instead of my celling fan.

I rush to the vanity to stare at my reflection. I'm horrified at the sight of my practically nude body.

I'm in nothing but a bra and underwear.

I run to the windows, pulling them up but there's no use they're bolted down.

I rush to the for the door with curly Q designs embedded on the outside.

Locked.

The searing tears begin to make themselves welcome on my face.

I drop to my knees and prey. 'God please! I know you're up there. Please help me I beg you! Send me help Lord please!'

I suddenly hear the door handle twist slowly.

My heart gallops quickly. I grab the silver candlestick on the black nightstand and hide under the bed.

I hear the footsteps of someone entering. Heels pound against the hard wood floors.

The person heels are black with intimidating spikes glued on the tip. The person stills in front of the bed for a moment. Then walks slowly to the rest of the huge room.

"I know your here, there's no point in hiding." It's a girl, her voice is low and lacks spirit.

I don't move an inch from my spot.

A deep sigh fills the air. " I'm not stupid. There's no possible way you could have gotten away. First of all the door is locked from the outside...

... second all of the windows are bolted, not even a torch could get them down. Come out now. And I swear to god if dare you hit me with that candlestick."

I still hesitate to come out.

"I'm not playing games. Get out now!" She barks furiously.

With that i begin move, leaving the candle stick behind. I struggle slightly.