Glasses (Harry Styles)

Prologue: Save Me

"Hi." I smiled weakly.

No answer.

"What are you doing here?"

Still, I got no reply.

"Talk to me?"

This time, he smiled. He smiled like he knew something I didn't.

"What are you smiling about?"

"I love you." He walked closer and closer, until we're just inches apart.

"Me too." My smile got wider. He leaned in, and so did I. I closed my eyes, waiting for his lips to make contact with mine. But it never came.

"But, of course," He whispered. I open my eyes slowly and my eyebrows knitted together from confusion. "That's all a lie."

"What?" My voice came out weak. Weaker than it was ever before. Suddenly, he laughs. His laugh had a mixture of darkness and evil with it. It made me sick. It made me want to throw up. It made me feel like I was just being used all this time. I pushed him away, tears falling down from my eyes. "You monster!" I cried out. My voice was strangely quiet. I barely even heard it. He continued laughing, like watching me suffer and cry was giving him more pleasure than anything else. Then, he turned away and dark clouds came and covered the once beautiful sky. "Where are you going?"

"Away from you." He laughed once again, and disappeared into the darkness. One by one, raindrops started falling from the sky, like the tears that fell down from my eyes. When I was too weak to even stay standing, I collapsed into the ground. I kept crying, and crying, and crying. It hurts. Even though I know that this was all a dream, it still hurts so badly. It was all the same. The same dream every night since I realized that he tricked me.

I wish there was someone who would wake me up.

Someone who would save me.

Then all of a sudden, everything became white.

"Amber?" A voice said that woke me up from this horrible nightmare. "Wake up." It wasn't his voice. It was much more comforting, like home. It was the voice that I fell in love with. Could it be?

I opened my eyes. "Harry?"