Liam talked to me the other day. He told me that sometimes I whimper in my sleep, yelling out your name and screaming out things like, "Stay, Bailey!" "Ley, you promised.." And he said that after a few minutes I would calm down. It always happens. I'm not surprised, to be honest. I don’t really remember my dreams. They looked so blurry when I try to remember it. It’s quite funny, right? How much I want to remember all of my dreams about you, but they just won’t go back. But the nightmares are so clear.
I've heard countless times that whenever you lose someone, you would dream about them.
I've told the boys that I had been pouring out my thoughts on you. They found it a bit refreshing, knowing that the pain may subside. But truthfully, it's making everything worse. I just can't stop talking to you, Bailey. I'm drawn to you and you can't expect me to just.. move on so easily.
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Hauntingly Beautiful: Niall Horan Fanfiction
FanfictionNote: I wrote this without proof-reading it, and I was twelve. Please bear that in mind. Talking to you was surprisingly easy. Even though you won't reply to anything I say, I know you hear me. It's quite comforting actually. I had always loved talk...
