When Everything Disappears || Harry Styles || A.U.

Chapter Two

Cassie's P.O.V.

"Sweety get up." I heard someone say.

"You feel like you're running a fever, come on sit up."

Mom.

"Asgsjfirhskfj." Is what my reply was. I was trying to say 'what time is it?'

I lifted my head off my pillow.

"What time is it." I groaned and put my head back in my pillow.

"9:35." She said. Yay! No school!

This is grea-

I was cut off by me coughing.

Not as great as I thought.

It's better than school, the bully's, and most of all; Harry.

"Do you want some coughing syrup?" She asked.

God no. I hate that stuff, I've hated it since I got sick for the first time.

"No." I replied.

"Cough drop?" She asked. Meh, they're nasty too, but not as nasty.

"Yeah." I said.

"Okay I'll be right back."

"Mmk."

Well it's Thursday. Shit! IIt's Thursday! Damn! Big biology test today!

Once again I say, I'm the most unlucky person ever!

Gahh, I'm in so much trouble!

"Here, honey." My mom said as she walked in. She handed it to me.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, honey. Try to get some rest, and call me if you need me." She said as she walked out.

I'm so tired, I thought. I think I will go to sleep.

I woke up, all sweaty and out of breath. I looked around. Is this Mr. Avon's class?

I looked down, slobber all over the desk. I wiped it off with my sleeve.

I slowly, and hesitantly got up. Nobody's here. Where is everyone?

I walked around the desks and made my way to the door. I slowly put my hand on the door knob, and turned it. I hesitantly opened it. I walked around. I was walking down the main hallway, towards the exit. Where is everyone?

I walked out of the schools exit. I gasped. There were crashed cars everywhere, but no one was in them, no sign of anyone. As I walked by the cars, I couldn't help but to look in them. There was nothing but broken glass from where they crashed. No blood, no trash, no sign of anyone ever using the cars. I made my way toward my house. And guess what? The houses that I passed were the same as the cars. The windows broken, and it looked deserted. The only noise I could hear was the whistling of the wind. I finally got to my house, it was the only house with no broken glass. I went in.

"Mom!" I called. It sounded as if I were underwater and my voice was just a mere distance away. No one answered.

"Mom!" I yelled louder. The echoing came. Still no answer.

I slowly walked upstairs to my room. I slowly, and hesitantly opened the door. What I saw was terrifying.

I woke up all sweaty, and gasping for breath. I looked around. My room. My bed. Thank god. I will never be able to get that image out of my head.

I hope I never have that dream again.

Ever.