It was 12:31 now. Sleep was overpowering me but every time i closed my eyes, his face flashed before my eyes. I knew he wasn't coming back and i shouldn't be thinking about a person i hardly know. Anyway i couldn't have helped him. He's better gone than stay with me and get himself hurt more. I tried hard to fall asleep but my mind kept thinking about him.
Where are you Harry? I'm so Sorry. Stay happy wherever you are.
"How can you see him?" a thin voice hissed, the source of it unknown. I looked around but it was all dark. "How can you see him?" i heard again, this time the source seeming to be nearer to me. I frantically turned around but it was pitch dark. I was standing on something wet and cold, which meant i wasn't in my room. Where was I? "Who are you?" i asked shivering as i started getting cold. "First answer my question, how can you see him?" the voice asked again. "Y- you mean Harry?" i asked. "Yesss Harry".
"I don't know." i replied. "Tell me how?" the piercing voice hit my ears. I felt two hands around my wrists, holding them tightly. I tried to pull away but a sudden jolt of pain ran across my body. "I don't know. I don't know" i shouted, as the unbearable pain ran throughout my body. I felt the grip around my wrists loosening and suddenly i saw the figure of a woman. "W- who are you?" i asked, trying to see her face but it wasn't visible. "Rebecca.." Her voice echoed in my ears and suddenly i felt the ground beneath me opening wide!
I woke up sweating on my bed, in my bedroom in the moonlight entering through the open window. It was a stupid dream. I went to the the bathroom to get a shower to relax my mind. I know it was a dream, but it felt real. 'Rebecca' the name was repeating in my head. Could she be the witch who cursed Harry? Oh come on Blair stop overthinking, it was just a dream about him because you miss Harry. I sighed and got in the cold shower, trying to forget about my dream and that handsome prince who was gone. As i was moving my hands, i felt a sharp pain in my wrists and looked at the red marks, just like it was in that dream. I rubbed it slightly, it was real and it hurts like a fresh bruise. I sucked a breath at the realization of what had just happened. It wasn't a dream. 'She' was here. Uh oh.
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I woke up as i felt cold breath hitting at the back of my neck. I shivered at the thoughts of who it could be. I slowly turned around with my fingers crossed, my heart rate doubled up. The same green eyes, the same pink lips, the same handsome face. "Harry!" i almost yelled as i jumped up, startled. He smiled, dimples adorning his left cheek. Wait I'm dreaming again. I shook my head and got up to drink water.
"I'm sorry Blair" his beautiful voice was heard in the room, once again. I looked back at him and i couldn't believe he was there, for real. "Are you here for real or am i dreaming again?" i asked. He came next to me and pinched my arm, laughing. "I thought you were so angry and you were gone!" i shouted immediately, wincing at the pain. "I over reacted. I'm sorry Blair" he apologized. "I was so worried about you!" i said hitting him playfully. "Really?" he asked, his eyes glistening happily at the affection and care raining over him. I nodded and thought of hugging him but refrained from it.
His eyes suddenly landed on the bruises on my hands and his eyebrows furrowed. He carefully took my hands in his and looked at it and then looked up back at me. "How did this happen?" he asked, care reflecting in his voice and eyes. I can't tell him. Not now at least. He is already so hurt and i can't hurt him again by telling him that the woman who turned his life into living hell, is probably back. "Nothing serious Harry, i fell down" i lied, laughing at myself. His eyes narrowed at me but he was back to laughing once again as i put up the act of falling down because of my stupidity.
"I'm sorry Harry, I'm never going to talk about anything that will hurt you" i said, hugging him as i couldn't hold back that urge anymore. "And I'm sorry for being a jerk" he said, hugging me back. We sheepishly smiled at each other as we pulled back.
"You missed me right?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows as he laughed. "Nope, i was concerned about my Dad's clothes" i laughed. "Mean" he muttered frowning and then we both burst into laughter waking up my parents and our neighbourhood.
I'm so glad he' s back.
"We can sleep for a few more hours" he said dipping on the bed looking at the early morning sky. "Yeah, i need some sleep otherwise Miss Fletcher will send me out of the class again for sleeping in her class" i said yawning laying down beside him, not forgetting to put the pillow in between. "Good night Harry" i said, snuggling into my pillow.
"Good Morning Blair" he whispered into my ears as he shook me up. I looked at the clock and it was already 8. I wanna sleep more. I hid my face in the pillow and mumbled "Just a minute" before getting up. College is boooring but i know Harry's coming along. I'm so excited to be sent out of the class again, lol.
A.N.
Here's the next update for 'Cursed'. Yippee i can update everyday for sometime now and I'll try to double update too. My College has just started a week back and it's so tough for me because I'm an introvert. But I'm happy because I'm writing this story and thank you all for the lovely comments and votes ♥ Love you people so much :)
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Fanfiction300 years ago, the Prince was cursed. An entanglement of lives from different centuries, an evil witch, heartbreaks, secrets, hatred. How can love save you when you don't believe in love? Ranked #924 in Fanfiction #15 in 1Direction #98 in darkharry ...