As a kid I had bad nightmares, I would dream of someone coming and taking me from my parents. Never letting me see them again, never letting me see anyone again. Most kids get nightmares like this maybe once every blue moon, but mine were every night. I don't know why I had dreams of me being taken from my parents, because it was the other way around. When I was 13 my parents died in a car crash, leaving me to my 16 year old sister. It was hard, but we made it work. We always made it work. Everything was great and I enjoyed my life for once, even the nightmares had stopped. That was until my sister's job transfered her out of Ireland and to Holmes Chapel, England. The transaction was hard, but I made friends quickly. I loved that I could make friends easily, but in this case I hate it. I hated it because I attracted the most dangerous person I'd ever met. His name? Harry Styles..the name makes me shiver. Harry was the kind of guy that could kill someone and never get charged for it, he was so bad and no one could stop him. To be honest he scared me..if it wasn't obvious. When I met Harry all I wanted to do was run and hide, try to avoid him at all costs. Soon the nightmares had started up again, making me wake up in the middle of the night sobbing and screaming about things that never happened. I began to believe no one could silence that fears that lived with in me, but soon I started getting closer to Harry..even though he still scared me to death.., who would've thought that he would be the one to silence the nightmares?
"I don't want you to be afraid"
"I'm not, when I'm with you"
