Fever of 1793

Chapter One

Present Day

I walked down for my daily breakfast, wishing everyone a good morning, as I started eating my breakfast.

"So, Harry, what do you plan to do on this lovely day?" Mama asked me.

"Well, I might go into town, say good morning to the people at the markets.."

"...Talk to Zayn?" Bailey added.

Hearing the boys name made me blush mad. "Harry's crushing!" Bailey yelled, making me lightly smack him on the shoulder.

"Brother you're so weak." Bailey laughed

"I don't like to hurt other living things." I said, looking at him

"You're such a softie, Harry." Bailey chuckled

I rolled my eyes, and focused on the man topic, Zayn. Oh gosh, that boy was so charming, to his face features to how his body is structured. It made my heart dance, and oh how his voice sounds, so deep and smooth, it makes my heart flutter. But Zayn is rich, why would he waste his breath on a poor man like me?

"Earth to Harry.." Mama said, waving her hands in my face, it snapped me from my trance, making Bailey laugh more.

"Oh, sorry Mama." I said, blushing as I continued to eat.

"Sounds like Zayn is very special." Sarah said while washing the dishes, following my dish when I was done.

"Yes, he is, but sadly, this is reality, no folktale, why would he even think of me?" I said, doubtfully.

"Nonsense." Mama said, "Have I ever told you how me and your father first met?"

Me and Bailey both groaned as Mama told her story, AGAIN.

After what felt like forever, I stood up, interrupting how my father took her on their first date, "Sorry Mama, I must go, but Bailey could be a helping ear." I said, smiling.

"Oh, well, okay, be safe my darling." She said, kissing my cheek "Okay Mama." I saw Bailey give me a death stare, but I had no time, I had to meet my imaginary prince, Zayn.

I walked through town, being greeted by many I usually say hi to, I had to quicken up our conversations, because I need to meet Zayn. After taking an apply from my favorite person, I turned and hit my body on something hard. I opened my eyes, was I laying on clothing? I looked up, seeing non other than Zayn himself. I gasped and pulled away 'Oh gosh, I am so so so sorry." I said, blushing mad. I heard a chuckle from him and it didn't help me from my blushing issue.

"Hello harry." He smiled, looking down at me.

"H-Hello Z-Zayn." I stuttered, god I am such an idiot, and now Zayn knew that too.

"So, how are you?" He asked me, god his breath smelled so nice. His lips are so soft, I'd love to feel them against mine. I could feel it already. I was in a trance again, Zayn snapped me out and I blushed again, making him laugh again.

"You're very cute." He said, making me blush again.

"Oh I am so sorry, I must go." Zayn said, making my heart sigh.

"Oh okay, farewell." I said, waving him as I left. "Gosh I am such an idiot." I whispered to myself. Then I heard horrific screams, I looked over on the corner, crying from a women I guessed his wife. There was a man passed out on the floor, his skin turning bright yellow.