I was in an alley. I was all alone. But, as I looked around, there was someone else. A tall, dark, bulky figure standing at the end of the alley ,looking at me from under his hood. I didn't know why, but I had a strong urge to run. I turned to leave, but my feet stayed put. He walked over to me, starring me in the eyes, not allowing me to break eye contact.
I panicked, and my feet finally uprooted from the spot I was stuck and I ran. I heard footsteps behind me, and I turned to see him following me, his long legs having the advantage and gaining speed. But maraculously I stayed ahead. Without looking, I turned the corner into another alley way, thinking it was a street. Oh, great, just my luck, I thought. Unaware of my surroundings, I almost ran into the wall at the back.
"Hey! You!" He shouted. I turned to see him less then ten feet away from me.
"Please don't hurt me." I whimpered.
"I won't hurt you. Unless you want me to." He said, slightly smirking, as he inched torwards me.
"No! Please!" I begged, him still inching forward.
"You sure?" He adds, placing his hands on the brick wall on either side of my body.
"Yes, please, don't!" I pleaded.
"Then stay out of my way" he hissed in my ear.
I screamed.
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I woke up.
I was in my room, with a cold sweat on my forehead. It must have just been a nightmare, I thought. I looked at my phone. "Oh, shoot! I'm gonna be late again!" I shouted to no one. I quickly got dressed, and did some light make up and left.
Luckily, I only have to walk around the block to get to where I work at the Ice Skating rink. When I got there, Claire, my co-worker, and also my best friend, was working the front counter.
"Hey, Bella! You look tired. Woke up late again?" She questioned. "Yeah." I responded. I wondered if I should tell her about the dream, which was more like a nightmare, but decided not to for some reason.
We went through our days until at the very end, when we where locking up. A guy came in, who was tall, bulky, and slightly recognizable, but I didn't know where from. " Hey, buddy, the cafè is about to close up, but you can come back tomorrow." Claire stated. She was always one to tell people off and get on their nerves. I looked him up and down, and he noticed me starring. He met my gaze with the most beautiful chocolate-brown eyes. I feel like I recognize him, but from where? I looked at him, and I sensed that he recognized me too, or at least knew who I was.
And then it clicked. He was the man, that I now see is my age, 20, or a bit older, from my dream last night.
"Hey, do I know you from somewhere?" He asked. "The name's Liam. Liam Payne. And yours?" He added. "B-Bella, Isabella Abermathy, I mean." I answered sceptically. Had he had the same dream? Or was it just a strange coincidence?
"Claire, you can leave now." He said to Claire, who looked as sceptical as I did. "How do you know my name?" She questioned. " It says so on you name tag." Liam retorted. I have a name tag too, and if that's the case, then why did he ask me my name? Claire gave me a quizzical look, then walked out the doors and said to me, "Remember to lock up, Bella. See you tomorrow" and left. So now it was just me, Liam, and the used skates that reeked of dead rodent and moldy cheese.
"I...." He began, but was cut of by his phone buzzing. He took it out, and answered the call. "Okay... Yeah... I'll be there soon." he spoke into the phone. "See you 'round, Bella" he said to me, then turned and left.
