TWO GHOSTS

Chapter Fourteen / You Look...Beautiful.

You've never felt more powerful. 

Your dreams portrayed yourself in control. 

A golden dress draped over you, your hair in small braids wrapped in golden lace. You followed a path, your fingertips grazing along the red flowers in a wide field which led toward the shore of a purple ocean. As soon as your bare feet tucked into the soft sand, you let out a breath. 

You felt light, you were in your safe haven.

. . .

You felt heavy again when your eyes opened.

After building up the nerve to get out of bed, you walked down the hall. You immediately caught Harry's eyes. He was shirtless, his lower half covered by a blanket. Harry smiled, "Good morning."

You walked over and let your body fall on top of him, making him chuckle. Your head laid perfectly on his lap. You looked up to him, "Good morning...how'd you sleep?" You felt Harry's left hand brush through your hair as he spoke, "I didn't sleep much. The storm outside was all I could hear." He locked eyes with you, "You look...beautiful."

"You're so cheesy." You smiled, poking at his dimple. 

"It's basically my middle name." Harry chuckled.

You sat up, "Where did Tyler go?"

"He'll be back, he went down the street to buy us coffee."

"Oh, okay." You looked over to Harry who was already looking at you. You blushed, "What?"

"Come here." Harry smiles.

"I already know you're going to kiss me." You smiled, rolling your eyes.

"You don't know that." Harry teased.

You stood on your feet, "Mhm, sure I don't." Your phone vibrated, making you look down to your screen. Your eyes went wide, "Holy shit, I have a final today--I fucking forgot." You rushed down the hall, digging through your closet. You quickly put on some jeans, a jumper, and dug your feet into your shoes. You swiftly grabbed your bag and jogged down the hallway. You said to Harry, "I'm so screwed."

"Good luck on your final, (Y/N)." Harry grins.

Just as you were about to open the door, it opened. Tyler looked confused as you grabbed your cup of hot chocolate and rushed passed him without saying a word. As you jogged down the steps you called to Tyler, "Thanks Ty, I'll catch you later." 

Tyler yelled at you with a grin, "You owe me a date!"

You paced down the wet streets of London, keeping an eye out for traffic. 

"I'm so screwed." You told yourself, feeling your heart race.

As soon as you entered school grounds, you can see no one was outside your class. You cussed under your breath before you stopped by the door. You sighed before opening it, stepping into the classroom. 

Everyone looked at you, before turning back toward their exams.

You quietly made your way down to Mr. Tomlinson who was directing his attention to his phone. You hesitate but whispered, "I know I'm a couple minutes late but--"

"You're fifteen minutes late." He slowly looked up at you, setting his phone down.

You nodded, feeling vulnerable. You looked at him, "Can I please take the exam?"

Mr. Tomlinson looked sympathetic but he quickly shook his head, "I can't. You're late...you'll have to register for the same class again for the next semester--"