Dominant 2 (Harry Styles)

Chapter 21

Allison's P.O.V

I'm looking down at the rocks, and the ocean current crashing against them. The wind is blowing through my hair, and I close my eyes and let the feeling overtake my body. The fabric of my dress is brushing my skin in the most perfect way, it feels so peaceful. The feelings to open my eyes takes over me and I turn my head to look behind me.

It's Harry. Oh he's so beautiful.

The way he lights up when he smiles at me. His dimples in his perfect chiseled face. His white teeth glistening like pearls with the sunset. You can't forget about his hair though. The way it curls at the ends, and the way it's getting long enough to really tuck behind his hairs. Maybe he can wear it in an actual bun soon. Oh how I want to run my fingers through it, all the way down until I touch the skin of his neck. His skin is always so warm and so soft...the way he feels against me never makes me want to leave his side.

I'm going to miss him.

Harry gives me a small smile, almost as if he's telling me "It's okay", and I beam back at him. I turn back towards the open sky and the crashing ocean just ahead of this cliff. My naked feet walk towards the edge of the cliff, hearing the oceans crashes more distinctly now. As my left foot hovers over the edge, I lean into it, tumbling over the edge and into the water. I feel like a bird, falling down and holding my arms to the side of me, I can almost taste the salt water on my tongue-

My body jolts in my sleep and I leap forward in my seat. My breath is fast and I touch the door with my right hand and clutch my chest with my left hand. I turn to my left and see that Harry is chuckling to himself behind his hand, and trying not to look at me. I narrow my eyes and give him a good whack on the shoulder.

"Shut up, I was dreaming I was falling," I roll my eyes at him, "It was scary!"

"Did you know," My dad pipes in from the passenger seat, "It means something in your life is going in the wrong direction, like work, people, your own self, anything."

"Well, Andrew is turning into the Exit parking lot instead of the Entrance..." I mutter, and my brother snaps his head to look at the sign and mutters a "shit" before stopping the car, making us all jerk in our seats.

"Sorry." He says, then looks back to give me a dirty look.

"It's fine, just watch where you're going," My dad says, "Harry, do you want us to park?"

Harry shakes his head, "No, that won't be necessary, if you want you can just pull up and drop me off at baggage claim."

As my brother listens to my dad for directions to get there, I frown instantly. I really hate that Harry is leaving, and he's living without me. I know, I'm being really selfish, but I just want him all the time now, ever since he told me he loved me back.

The emotions I've been feeling towards this man now are growing so much, I can't stop myself. It scares me sometimes, when I'm laying in bed and thinking about how much I love him. It's as though my heart is going to explode and out flies glittery whips and handcuffs that I love so much now. I take a glance over at him, noticing his facial structure as he watches out the window, hand clutching the door tightly.

My brother's driving must really suck.

"Yeah, right up there should be fine." Harry pipes up, glancing over at me, "Will you walk in with me?"

As he says that my frown gets turned into a splitting grin, and I nod my head, "Of course I will, wasn't going to let you go without me seeing you off."