Louis Tomlinson is a well respected Doctor whose life revolves around his work and his 8 year old daughter... until he meets Harry Styles, who becomes his daughter's art teacher. Harry becomes a part of their lives, loving Louis' little girl Emma li...
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"I couldn't save you..."
Louis sits up in the bed immediately, breathing hard. He glances next to him and sees Harry asleep on his stomach, his mouth open as he's cuddled up to the pillow.
"Jesus Christ," Louis sighs out quietly before he's rubbing his head. The clock on the nightstand says 4:21 and, once again, he wipes his eyes.
This nightmare, once more, felt so real; he remembers being dressed in black and standing in front of a headstone, Harry's full name and age on it... Harry Edward Tomlinson, age 30.
And the words he kept saying over and over in the dream were, "I couldn't save you... I couldn't save you..."
He closes his eyes and sniffs before he's wiping his cheeks and wanting to break.
He glances at Harry sleeping so peacefully beside him and he leans over, gently pushing his curls back out of his face as tears are falling from his eyes.
He gently gets up from the bed, hoping to not wake Harry... and thankfully, he is successful.
The rain has stopped, Louis notices, and he picks up the cigarettes again before he's walking to the balcony. He stands against the doorway as he's lighting it.
He looks out at the ocean, watching the waves as he's trying to process why he keeps dreaming of losing Harry; he knows that his ultimate fear IS losing Harry... and maybe that's why it's playing out in his dreams, Louis isn't sure. All he knows is he wants them to stop... he doesn't want to think about it happening... ever.
He puts the cigarette between his lips before he's walking to the nightstand and grabbing his phone. He sits down against the railing of the balcony, not caring if it's wet or not.
He starts a text to Liam, though he struggles with opening up to him about this... but he has to.
A message from Gemma pops up after he's texted Liam and he smiles a little before opening it: "hey, brother in law. I know you guys aren't up yet, but just wanted to check in and see how paradise is :). Tell my brother to text me and mum when you wake! Thanks! Love you guys!"
Louis grins and takes a hit of his cigarette before Liam has texted back.
"What kind of dreams are they?" Louis reads the message and sighs, flicking the ashes off the balcony as he sits up some, his knees against his chest.
"They're nightmares about Harry," Louis responds back to him, taking a deep breath before he presses send.
He looks over at Harry moving in the bed; he watches him turning over, the covers lying beside him now. One leg is bent up as Harry's sighing out, his hands lying by his head.
Louis' phone vibrates again while he's blowing out his hit; he glances down to read Liam's text, "what kind of nightmares?"
