Illusion // Harry Styles

Curiosity

As the sun started to rise, one by one, the maids in the richwood mansion were waking up, some already cooking the breakfast meals for the Youngs, veryone else was asleep

Except for Daena. She was awake, she woke up hours ago. She was yet again woken by a dream.

Usually, her dreams would consist of her past but oddly, it was a quite a nice dream. The details of the dream lingered in Daena's mind as did the smile on her face. She had dreamed about, again, the past. Though, she was quite confused by her dream. It started off with her and a little boy, just about a wee bit older than her, laying on the grass in the backyard of the mansion. Nothing really weird about it but the fact thay the little boy seemed so blurred, like everything else. The scenary changed to her mom on the phone, everything once again blurred, them Hannah hung up and approached Daena with a sad smile.

"What's wrong, mommy?" The child Daena asked and her mom told her but she couldn't understand. She couldn't hear her mom except for just a few words

"I'm sorry......... Accident...... Gone" and with that, Daena was pulled into reality from her dream. It gave her chills but she didn't want it to ruin her day

"To the hell with it" Daena huffed, shrugging her shoulders once as her dark brown hair was sprawled on the bed, her dull grey eyes staring up at the ceiling

Harry Styles, on the other hand, was also awake. He hadn't slept, actually. He didn't feel like it. He would usually be like this, to not sleep at all. Though, it was normal for Harry.

Harry listened to his surroundings, the slight creak of his bed each time his leg, that was dangled by the end on his bed, swung lightly, the quiet morning chirping of the birds, the rustling of the tree leaves lightly hitting each other as it moves around with the wind, the steadiness of his own breath, the small quiet voices of people who'd always been cheery in the morning so they'd be heard even if they were far away

Hours pass later and Daena was excited to see her new friend again in the room behind the tapestry, and so was Harry. Though, they both had to eat their suppers first.

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"Hi" Daena breathed out as she closed the door behind her, the green-eyed tall boy already towering over Daena's considerably tall height for a girl

"Hello, love" Harry replied, the dimples clearly showing as he grinned widely. They both stared at each other for a minute or two, both of them taking in each other's presence

They sat by the end of the broken room, at the the singed wood floorings as they let their feet dangle from there.

"I thought about you last night" Harry admitted, the dimpled smile not leaving his lips as he looked at the blushing girl next to him

"I guess i could say the same for you, actually" Daena had also admitted, shurrging her shoulders once. She looked out to their backyard then beyond that, the small pile of trees planted on the ground with a roof of a house being seen from where she was

"Is that your place?" Daena asked, pointing at the house being surrounded by the 'mini forest'

"Yep" Harry narrowed his eyes to see his house from the distance, wanting to reassure himself that it was his house "you know, we should go there one time. I'll let you meet my mum"

"Your mom? You think she'll like me?" Daena questions the boy beside her who had to keep in a laugh

"I'm sure she will, you're likeable" Harry sends Daena a cheeky grin, reassuring the girl

Something in Harry's grin had made Daena's inside feel all twisted. It seemed like it would cheer anyone's mood up immediately. It was like the world needed his smile or else it'll all just be chaotic

"What?" Harry asks, only now Daena realizes she's been staring at him for a few moments

"N-nothing" she stutters, her face lightly tinted reddish

"Have you gone around the house?" Harry asks the girl, who shakes her head in response "Seriously? Come with me i'll show you around"

"How do you know this place?" Daena raised an eyebrow, her insides were slowly turning into jelly as Harry took her hand and stood both of them up

"My family and I used to work here. My mom was one of the chefs and we needed a house so your grandma and granpop let us work here. She gave us our house, actually." To Daena, the story was oddly familiar. Harry knew why, he knew that she was familiar with the story but Daena can't seem to remember "Anyways, follow me"

The boy's footsteps was quiet and it was almost like there were no footsteps as Daena's footsteps were heard by the squeaking of her shoes against the varnished wooden floor

"Hey, what happened to that room? The one where you're always at?" Daena asked out of curiosity. She wondered why the edges of the room were singed

"It burned" Harry simply stated, looking down at his brown boots as his body tensed, which Daena noticed, and he stopped infront of a small door "Have you seen this Mansion's attic?"

"No." Daena shook her head, seeing that Harry's body tensed when she asked about what happened in that room, she didn't want to push the topic further

"Well come on" Harry reached his hand out to Daena and gently grabbed her warm hand, Harry's hand felt very cold especially by the end of his fingertips, Daena thought

And even in such simple gestures it made Daena's cheeks turn into a crimson color which she tried to hide from Harry

Harry opened the door, revealing a flight of stairs, and up they went.

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so yeah 😂