In Your Dreams

Chapter 3:

Chapter 3:

(Emily's POV)

I awoke suddenly, being torn from my illusion to reality. I blinked a couple of times trying to regain myself and get myself together as Andrew stirred in his sleep. I suddenly began coughing, it was as if I had been pulling me out of something, and it had stopped me from breathing. 

"Hey are you alright?" Andrew called sitting up in the bed, resting his hand flat making comforting circular motions on my back to calm me down from me deep inhaling and exhaling. I placed my hand my forehead feeling the sweats come as I regained myself. 

"Yeah, just a bad dream I guess." I said looking down at my lap. I can't believe I've woken up like this. I lied about it being a bad dream, it was an amazing one. But the thought of kissing another guy, even that Harrison guy shows how much my imagination is making me question whether being with Andrew is the right thing now a-days. 

"You looked a little dead there for a second. Are you sure you're okay?" He asked concernedly. I smiled halfheartedly as I nodded feeling overwhelmingly tired. 

"I'm fine." I commented finding his concern lovely. He nodded before he spoke, kissing into my hair as we laid back down snuggled up together. 

"It's really early, let's try and get back to sleep okay?" He suggested. His hands slipped around my waist, pulling my back to his front creating body heat that I really didn't need right now. I needed to cool down and this wasn't helping. His lips lighting caressed the crook of my neck before his head nuzzled behind me. 

Being with Andrew, it felt like I had to. The feeling of him comforting me like that in the past would be reassuring normally but I guess it doesn't feel normal anymore. The feeling I had with Harrison, it was different, exciting and free mostly. But he isn't real and I know I shouldn't compare Andrew like that because it isn't fair. Before I knew it, my thoughts had managed to make me feel drowsy and sleepy. I had began falling into my slumber. But like before, I awoke in a place I didn't think would be possible.

I was back in the villa. The same villa I had just awoken from. Was I have a reoccurring dream about this place? I stood and saw my outfit was the same as before there was something that felt oddly out of place. 

"Harrison?" I called out wondering if my dream man was lingering around the corner. But without a response, I suddenly felt cautious. I don't know why I felt this way in my dream. Nothing can hurt me. I decided on looking around to see if anyone else would randomly appear. The layout of this place was amazingly beautiful. The outburst of vines on the stair case and the draping of the brick walls was pretty, with the outstanding floral display's put everywhere. It was as if someone had prepared and cleaned the place before I had come here. Great. Even in my dreams I'm a little OCD, however isn't that best? 

I began to climb the stairs once again like I had once before when I found a door at the very top floor. The third floor to be exact. The staircase surrounded the outside of the large room where I had awoken and the open space to be able to look down was a little un-nerving with the height issue. It was then when my hand was suddenly burnt on nothing. The pain across my palm was agony and the sore redness that had now appeared was taking my attention. The mark that was left looked as if someone has put there hand over a flame for too long. I decided to look for ice or something to help cool it off or at least take a little bit of the pain away. How on earth did the burn even happen? I walked to the staircase when I saw a door that was closed in comparison to the other doors, I saw that there was a bathroom on the floor below the one I was on but I was in too much of a rush. I quickly opened the door to find a black room. It was nothing but shadows and emptiness. 

"Hello?" I called out. Even though this was a dream, it could be a nightmare knowing how luck turns things out. I tried to find a light switch on the wall or services sort of rope to turn on a light, but without any luck, I decided to not waste any time and just leave the room altogether. I closed the door behind myself feeling a little scared from the atmosphere the room created. I headed for the bathroom I saw earlier and turned on the cold water on the tap, placing my hand underneath the fossit as some of the pain faded away with the water. When the pain cooled down a little, I took myself to the balcony and stood staring out to the little village as the sunset become more vivid with the scene. I couldn't believe I could make my imagination create such a beautiful scene, and how it all felt so real: the pain, being overheated, the blinding light. All so real. The feeling continued as I stood in my own little world in my dream until I faded back into reality and woke up, my eyes fluttering open to the bright light that was beaming through my bedroom window, Andrew's arms cocooning me. I could still hear the snores that were coming from behind me but as my sight got clearer, I thought of the light in my dreams and how it real it was like the moment now.