Dangerously Safe

39. The man from my dreams

Chapter 39 of ∂αngєяσυѕℓу ѕαfє?

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KATY'S POV:

Normally when people would hear something like this they would get up immediately and shout about the person who broke their heart numerous of times and maybe break a few objects however I ,on the other hand, didn't do anything close to that. I pursed my lips into a firm straight line, sat up in my chair and didn't have a specific expression upon my face.

Even though the words kept repeating in my head like a disc on replay over and over again, I didn't utter a single word about how I felt about this. I've been through worse than this therefore I know that in a situation like this there is not any use to waste my breath and scream out my feelings.  All I did was stare at the screen intensely, going over the girl's features once again. 'Of course she's prettier than you! Why would Harry even call you his girlfriend?' The voice in my head snickered. 'But he claimed me...' I whispered back. Why would he even take me from Louis if he didn't even want me next to him?

"Katy? Katy are you okay?" I shook my head and was snapped out of my thoughts by a familiar heavy voice I didn't wish to hear from at the moment. Although I wasn't saying anything out loud, I was thrashing and shouting inside.

Gulping I replied in a soft whisper and I wasn't sure if he even heard me. "Uh I'll be be right back."

And with that I placed a fake smile on my face, stood up and walked out of the room as quick as possible. I was feeling suffocated in there. I thought conversing with harry was something that would help in getting him back to me however it has turned out that talking to him wasn't the smartest idea, it was the most dumbest and stupidest thing i've decided to do.

Zayn was correct. I would just get more hurt if talk to Harry. I should of just listened to him and never of gone back into the room. Harry has no respect for what I feel. He obviously doesn't wish to have anything to do with me so why should I chase after him.

I make my way towards the entrance of the house, grabbing my back lace-up boots from the rack. After slipping them on and tugging on the laces I grabbed the door handle, fiddled and yanked it open. The fresh blusterous air brushed my thick brown hair back over my shoulders. I already had an oversized jumper adorning me so I wasn't feeling any draft at all. All I needed right now was to get away for awhile. Taking a deep breath,  I started to walk into the forest surrounding the house.

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Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I kept running god knows where. My breathing was quick but my throat was extremely dry. I coughed continuously and came to  halt against a rather large tree. Breathing in through my nose and coughing out from my mouth; I needed water and fast. My throat felt like it was closing, swelling up and causing me to take in a limited amount of oxygen in.

I felt an agonizing pain in my stomach and my hand clutched it while the other one covered my mouth as I coughed harshly. Looking at my surroundings, I knew that I shouldn't stop here. Trees loomed over me and my skin tingles; the air is so cold. Realizing how dark it has become a shiver of fear runs down my spine and the hair on the back of my neck prickles. With no source of light with me, I blindly try to figure out a way to keep moving without injuring myself.