The next morning, I was quickly interrupted from my dream when I was tackled by five boys, who preceded to jump and shake my bed, determined to wake me up.
Before even realizing what I was doing, my hand was in the air searching for one of the five boys who were now located on my bed. My arm flying in the air, I could hear the boys trying to dodge my arm, like a game of tag. When I successfully found one, I grabbed their arm and held it in a tight grip, not showing any signs of letting go any time soon.
"Ow!" I heard a familiar voice shout in pain.
After laying in bed trying to figure out who it was, I gave up and slowly opened my eyes. My vision was slightly burred, as the result of me not having my contacts in. I took my other hand that wasn't busy torturing the boy who I yet to know the name of, and rubbed my eyes, helping my vision a little bit but not by much.
I flipped over onto my back, and stared at the boy who my arm had located during our small game of 'tag'. Louis.
I tightened my grip on his arm one last time, before letting go and pushing him away slightly. Louis rubbed his arm in pain, as the other boys watched in fear.
"What do you guys want?!" I yelled, making the boys jump. They all sat in silence for a minute, probably still shocked about how I was acting. Honestly, they should be scared. Actually, if they knew any better, which they don't, they should have left my room a long time ago. Or better yet, never came in in the first place.
After staring each other down for about a minute, waiting for an answer to my question, Liam nudged Niall motioning him to say something.
"Um.. We-We were hungry.." He stuttered.
It took me a while to process what he had just told me, but it finally sunk in. They were hungry. They woke me from my amazing dream, by tackling me, because they were hungry.
I closed my eyes, taking in a long and deep breath, before opening them again to see five boys sitting around me on my bed. I looked around at all of them. Their eyes showing fear, but also anticipation to know what was coming next. To see my reaction to they're answer Niall had hesitantly spit out.
A smile began to form at my lips, and you could almost see the relief disappear from the boys. But, little did they know that that relief would quickly be sucked back into them and fear would take over again. Because the smile on my face was not a smile to be happy about. This smile, was something to scared about.
As the boys kept looking at me, they began to get confused. But this didn't last long before something snapped inside of them, and they realized they were in trouble.
I started to slowly sit up from my laying position, and the boys started to move back as I got closer and closer. Eventually, I quickened my pace, and sat straight up, reaching out my hand to grab one of them, when they jumped off the bed and rushed out of my room. The sound of their feet stomping on the stairs, and their quiet curses at each other as they ran into one another.
Once I was convinced that the boys were gone, I laid back onto my bed, closing my eyes, trying to remember the dream I was living in not too long ago.
Standing on the beach. The hot sand caving in on my feet with each step I took, slipping in between my toes. The sand damp and thick, where the water was once in contact with it. Watching the sun, as it set on top of the water, leaving the sky bright shades of yellow, orange, and reds. And leaving a glow on the water, as the waves moved perfectly in sync.
I walked further down the shore to see a small blanket laid out across the beach. Admiring the brightly colored roses laying on top of it, I sat down, making myself comfortable.
