Living With The One I Hate (A Harry Styles / 1D Fan fiction)(EDITING)

Chapter 14

NOT EDITED 

Chapter 14

I started waking up and I felt an arm around my waist. I turned around expecting it to be Perry. But what I didn’t expect is it being Harry. I widened my eyes at the sight of how we looked. First, he was shirtless as well we were way too close.

“I love you wifey,” He smiled evilly at me. I looked at my finger to see I was pointing a ring in my finger. I started panicking and looked at Harry. “Welcome to hell,” He smirked.

“Ahhhhhhh,” I screamed loudly causing Perry to wake up.

“Are you alright?” She asked me.

“Yeah, just had a nightmare,” I said. Whenever I dream of Harry or any of his family members, it’s always a nightmare that I end up waking up screaming.

“Okay,” She said before going back to sleep since it was still at night.

I didn’t really want to go back to sleep, so I got out of bed making sure not to wake Perry up again. I opened the door slowly in order not to wake anybody up. I continued till I reached downstairs.

I entered the kitchen to make a sandwich to keep me from getting hungry. As I was doing the sandwich, I was thinking of the dream I just had. What did it mean? I would never marry Harry since he’s mom is my parent’s killer. I was so lost in my thoughts that I felt a hand on my shoulder and directly turned around.

“Ahhh-“ I was about to scream when Harry put a hand on my mouth. I was startled by his sudden appearance behind me which made me feel scared.

“It’s okay, it’s only me,” He said telling me not to be scared. I nodded, he removed his hand from above my mouth.

“You scared the hell out of me,” I said once his hand was removed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” He said. “So, why are you awake?” He asked.

“Can’t  sleep,” I lied.

“Me too,” He said. 

I was done doing my sandwich when Harry offered, “What about we watch TV?”

“Good idea,” I agreed though I didn’t really want to be anywhere near Harry right now.

The two of us headed towards the living room and I settled on the couch while Harry looked for a movie to watch. He picked a movie and put it in the DVD to watch it.

“What movie did you choose?” I asked.

“Prom night,” He said casually.

“Prom night?” I asked startled by his movie choice.

“Yeah, anything wrong?”

“Well, yeah. You know that this movie is scary right?” I asked to make sure.

“Yeah,” He said normally as if it didn’t mean anything.

“It’s the middle of the night, and you want us to watch a scary movie and not sleep at all,” I said hoping he’d change his mind about the movie.

“Ha-ha,” He laughed at me, “don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you when it gets scary,” He winked and I blushed. I didn’t argue with him anymore and settled on watching the movie.

The movie started and we went silent. I was really afraid, but the beginning of the movie isn’t really scary.

After a period of time, the movie started to get more and more scary, I didn’t realize that I was pressing Harry’s hand every scary part came.