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Jill's P.O.V:
An annoying sound disturbs me from my weird dream. A dream that felt so real but couldn't possibly be. I couldn't have wings and be some magical thing.
It was all a dream I tell myself yawning. I should write it down before I forget. I slowly open my eyes reaching for my notebook from the nightstand but it's not there. I blink twice and rub my eyes.
I'm not in my room, I think I'm in Liam's room.
Holy crap cakes.
This really did happen. I jump a little when I hear the noise that woke me up again. Charlotte's blonde Irish lad sits in a chair by the bedside loudly snoring. I smile at the handsome lad taking off the blanket from me and covering him with it.
Thankfully nobody touched my clothing, I'm still in Harry's hideous fireproof jumpsuit thing. All the memories of being in that room floods back. I rush to the edge of the bed looking in the mirror.
"Bloody hell." I whisper touching me face. If my memory serves me right my entire body caught on fire so how am I not burnt at all?! The door to Liam's room opens and I fall of the bed. Please don't be Harry.
Please don't be Harry.
Please don't be Harry.
I breath out when I hear a softer less hysterical laugh sound through the room.
"You alright love?" Louis chuckles stretching forth his hands to help me up. "Sorry if I gave you a fright I was just coming to check on Niall. It's normally never quite when Niall's in a room unless-"
"He's sleeping." I finish Louis sentence.
"Yeah." Louis laughs."So how long have you been up?"
"Just a little bit."
"Why don't we wake Niall up and then I'll get you some tea?"
"That would be lovely thanks but why do we have to wake Niall up?" I sit on the bed.
"Because Niall got stuck with babysit-I mean Niall has to explain stuff to you."
"Did you just-"
"I'm going to make you tea." Louis smiles cheekily and walks out the door slamming it, so that Niall would wake up. Niall's head snaps up as the door slams shut.
"I'm up. I'm up." He wipes drool off of the edge of his lips. He's a drooler like me. I giggle a bit at him.
"I was told you have an explanation for me?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Aye I do." He gets up stretching is arms and legs. "Lets go then." He opens the door for me.
"Where are we going?" I ask stepping into the hallway.
"The library."
"Liam has a library?" I gasp. He just keeps surprising me more and more. Which lad would have a library in a bachelor pad?
"Come on." Niall starts running and I laugh running after him.
"Why are you running?"
"I don't know, walking is boring." He stops at a door.
"Well warn me next time, Jimmy Choos aren't made for running you know?"
"Jimmy who?" He furrows his eyebrows at me.
"Really Niall? I was talking about me shoes." I point down.
"Oh well I'm the only lad here that doesn't have a sister. So I'm a little behind on the lady chat." He shrugs opening the door.
I marvel at the neatness of this place and the selection of books. Liam is proper like the male version of me. "So I guess we'll start here."Niall points to an isle at the back of the library and I follow him. "Alright where is this thing?" He scratches the back of his head looking at the bookshelf.
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LIFE: draft
Fanfiction"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare. 17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...
