Lyrics to a Goodbye (a Harry Styles fanfic)

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[still in dream/flashback]

Harry's point of view 

I sit straight up the bed, panting. I run a hand through my hair only to have my hand wet with sweat. My hair is damp and my whole body feels sticky. I'm sweating bad. I bury my face in my hands and try to calm my breathing, inhaling in and out as I had practiced so well due to my job. It helps a little but I still feel myself shaking. Just then a hand reaches for my shoulder and I jump at the slightest touch.

"Harry, what's wrong?" I hear Kaylie ask, her voice still groggy but there was an edge of worry. 

"Nothing, sorry I woke you, love. Go back to sleep," I reply but she doesn't buy it. Instead she reaches out to brush a strand of my curls that have covered my left eye.

"You're sweating, are you okay?" she asks, coming closer, her voice sounding more awake, more alert and it's then I can't hold myself anymore.

"Kaylie," I murmur her name and turn towards her, pinning her down as I place myself on top of her. Before she could ask any further I silence her with a deep kiss. It's urgent and rough. I part her lips with mine and feel our breath mix. She goes along with it, kissing me back, her fingers buried in my hair but after a while she moves her hand to my bare chest and pushes gently me away to get a better look at my face.

"Tell me what's wrong, Hazza," she says and I sit back up, ruffling my hair.

"I had a nightmare," I admit and sigh. I dare not look at her. I don't know why I was like this. But I was afraid that if I touched her any further my dream would come true. The kiss was merely an act of need-to make sure she was there. But fear crept back in and got the best of me.

"What was it about?" she asks, sitting close beside me, her fingers running through my curls. I loved it when she did that. It made me feel slightly better.

"Do you really want to know?" 

"Yes."

I sigh and hesitate for a while but then I decide that it was just a silly dream and tell her about it. When I'm done I realize that my hand was trembling, the same hand I held the knife in and Kaylie notices this too. She takes my hand in hers and kisses each of my knuckles. I make my eyes look into hers as she smiles comfortingly at me. 

"You silly boy," she giggles and wraps her arms around my neck, her fingers continuing to brush my curls.

"It was just a dream, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere," she goes on and I relax in her hold. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer, breathing in her scent.

"I know, I was being stupid. Sorry," I apologize.

"Let's go back to sleep," she coaxes, pulling away. I shake my head in reply.

"I have rehearsals," I explain and she frowns, looking at the digital clock on her bedside table.

"Righty-o. Forgot about that for a sec. Concert's today, yeah?" she asks for confirmation. She stands up from the bed, her over sized I I heart NY shirt covering her boxers. I watch her make her way to the blinds and pull them open and morning sunshine fills the room. I squint at the sudden change of lighting.

"Yeah," I answer and despite that I flop back down on the bed and cover my head with the sheets.

"Up! Get up, Harry!" Kaylie says, spanking my thigh. She knew I had gone straight into my lazy mode immediately. 

"Noooo," I moan. I had a restless night. I wanted to stay in a bit longer.

"Don't you 'noooo' me!" she reprimands and yanks the sheets from me, leaving me lying on the bed with nothing on but my boxers.

I place my hands behind my bed, interlacing my fingers and cross my legs, placing on my signature cocky yet flirty smile. "You just did that to see me like this in bed."

She rolls her eyes and places her hands on her hips. "In your dreams. Now you get up, Harry Cheeky Styles or so help me I'll send in a hoard of fans to drag you out of bed!"

"You wouldn't!" I say in mock horror.

"You bet I would. Now, out in 5..."

"You're counting?!"

"4..."

"You really are!!"

"3..." she reaches for her iphone and gets ready to tweet it out to the fans.

"2..."

"I'm out! I'm up and getting ready!" I give in and stand up immediately. But before I head in the shower I go over and give her a light kiss on the lips.

"You trickster," I accuse.

"But it works," she defends herself and smiles. I leave her be to go to the kitchen as I make my way the shower. 

As usual I take my time, especially now that I needed to relax a little more. A small smile spreads across my lips, remembering how Kaylie tried to comfort me. I also remembered how I was when we first met. I was absolutely out of control, dating girls for the fun of it, thinking I was living the life. Until I met her. I was pretty drunk, trying to escape fans that were chasing me as I made my way back to the hotel and Kaylie helped me out. After that we found out we clicked well together and started dating. We've been dating for about 2 years now. She set everything straight for me. I was happy with her and she made me realize the things that made every moment of life wonderful.