One Direction fan fiction: Harry Styles

Chapter Seventeen: Goodbye and Sweet Dreams

 (Michelle’s Point of View) 

   *Night time; Last night of camping trip*

   I snuggled up next to Harry. His lips were against my head. He kissed it and sighed. “You know, I’ll be leaving for L.A. after tomorrow,” Harry said. He sounded tired. “I know,” I said softly. “Can I tell you something?” Harry asked me as he looked at me. I looked at him. “Sure,” I flashed him a smile. “You know. Before this week, I haven’t been sleeping properly. It’s been hard for me. I feel like I’ve been disappointed the boys, and Paul. Especially Paul. Because of my lack of sleep, I’d never show up for rehearsals,” Harry began. “Well, why not try and get sleep?” I asked. “I try,” Harry sighed. Of course he tries. Great move, Michelle. “It’s just, I have sleepless nights. Remember the first time we met? Before that, I couldn’t sleep. I guess it was because of stress, and sadness, maybe even depression. Although I was extremely tired, I just couldn’t fall asleep. When I met you, you took away my sadness. I haven’t been happy in so long, and you just came in my life, and brought me so much happiness, Michelle,” Harry smiled. I wonder what caused Harry to be so upset, and tired? “I actually thought I’d be able to sleep for once, knowing that a weight has been lifted off my shoulder. But, turns out, I couldn’t sleep at all. It was even worse. I spent the whole night thinking about you,” Harry said softly into my ear. “And at the radio station? I’m sorry about that. I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I just, was stressed and tired. I felt horrible about not talking to you after that. So, I came early, missed a concert, flew thousands of miles, just to see you. But I feel horrible. I didn’t even bother to learn your name,” Harry’s voice sounded wobbly. “It’s fine, Harry,” I said softly as I held him closer to me. The blanket was laying on top of us. “Not it’s not, Michelle,” Harry said. He sounded like he was getting angry at himself. I felt somewhat special. The fact that Harry was opening up to me made me feel as if he really trusted me. But the fact that he brought up that situation, made me feel uncomfortable, especially with the whole memories, and crap I went through because of it. Though, it did give me an opportunity for a friendship to blossom with Zayn. 

   Harry tried explaining more, but I really didn’t want to hear it. I wanted to just go to sleep, peacefully. Who knows when I’ll be seeing him after tomorrow? He’ll be busy with tour and such. Tonight would be the last night we’d be spending together. I was actually relieved that this week wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I actually felt relaxed for once because I wasn’t running away from my troubles. I especially felt safe and protected when I would just lay down and fall asleep in Harry’s arms. It was the best feeling in the world, knowing that I was safe and sound. 

   ”Look, Cheeks, I’m sorry, for everyth-” I stopped Harry before he could continue his apology. “Sh, let’s just go to sleep, okay? Let’s make our last night, last,” I smiled at him. He replied with a smile, and held me tighter. Harry cradled me in his arms. He sang me a song to help me fall asleep. He began singing softly. 

                                      “You can rest easy, tonight

                           Everything is gonna be alright, I promise

                              Go to sleep and dream of me tonight

                   Everything may not be perfect, but at least we tried.”

   I listened to him as he softly sang me the song. He sounded tired, but his voice was ten times more attractive than it usually is. 

                                 ”So tonight, sweet dreams, and sleep tight