Loving You (Harry Styles)

Chapter 22

"Are you sure you have everything?"

"Yes I'm sure!" Sarah repeated for the third time.

"Just making sure." Harry held his hands up.

"Harry, Sarah we need to go!" Niall shouted up the stairs.

Louis and Eleanor were going to California, Liam and Danielle were going back to England to visit their families, and Zayn was going to watch Perrie sing on her tour for the next week. Coincedently everyone was away for a week, but Demi was on tour and Sarah felt bad that Niall had to stay in the house all alone so she invited him to come with her and Harry back to her home in Tennessee. Harry was a little mad at first, but when he saw how happy Niall was he calmed down.

Harry had already loaded his stuff into the car so he helped Sarah with her bags. Niall was already in the backseat waiting for them.

"Ready Niall?" Sarah looked back at the blonde haired boy who was bouncing in his seat.

"Yes, I love road trips!"

She laughed and turned around. Harry went to start the car, but stopped. He pulled his hand back like the key was on fire or something. She gave him a weird look and he reached for the key again. She noticed his hand was shaking. She ganced sideways at him and mouthed "Are you okay?"

He nodded his head, but when his hand reached the keys he slowly brought it back to his lap.

"Niall do you want to drive?" He was staring at the wheel.

"Sure!"

Niall got into the driver's seat and Harry got into the back seat. She knew he wouldn't say what was wrong if Niall was around so she decided to text him. Not wanting to make it obvious she sent the text without looking at him.

Sarah: You okay?

Harry: I'm fine

Sarah: I know your lying

Harry: I'm fine

She looked back at him, but he wouldn't meet her eyes.

She decided to drop the question, she could always press him for an answer later she had eleven hours ot work it out of him, and he didn't seem to want to talk about it at the moment.

Sarah tuned on the radio and a One Direction song was on so Niall was started singing along, and soon she did to. Niall was a pretty fun guy, he was always just so carefree.

After six hours it was starting to get dark, and Niall was tired of driving. She knew Harry wouldn't want to drive so she offered to. She switched seats with Niall, and started driving. Niall fell asleep thirty minutes later. She glanced into the mirror, and saw that Harry had also fallen asleep, but his face was screwed up, like he was having a bad dream. She ignored it and kept driving.

Thirty minutes later she heard a small groan, she looked back at Harry and realized he was twitching in his sleep, soon he was breathing heavy and sweating, and moving around apparently trapped in a dream.

She quickly pulled over, and ran to his side of the car and yanked his door open.

"Harry!" She grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Wake up!"

His eyes opened, and she realized he was about to cry. His breathing was still heavy and his forehead was beaded with sweat.

"I'm sorry." He panted.

He lurched forward and hugged her. By then Niall had woken up and was just as confused as she was by what had just happened. She gave him a horrified look, and he returned it.

"I'm so sorry." He continued to hold her tight.

It was starting to hurt, beacuse she was standing at an awkward angle, but she didn't dare move.

"For what?"

"My fault." He gasped.

She looked to Niall for help, but he just shrugged.

"Maybe we should find a hotel, we can go the rest of the way tommorow."

"I saw one about a mile back." Niall said quietly.

She nodded her head and sat on the edge of Harry's seat still entirely confused as to why he was crying or what he was dreaming about. Niall scooted into the drivers seat and drove them to the hotel.

"They didn't unpack their bags, but went straight for their rooms."

After she talked to Niall he agreed to get his own room, so she could talk to Harry.

They went into their room, and Harry sat on the bed. He hadn't said a word since they had started driving to the hotel. She went and sat next to him, and just stared at him.

"Harry?"

He met her eyes. "What?" His voice was rough, and hoarse.

"What happened back there?"

"It was nothing, I just had a bad dream that's all." He layed back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling.

She dropped her eyes to the floor, before speaking.

"It was about the crash wasn't it?" Her voice was barely above a whiper.

Harry tensed, and she knew that's what it had been about. She crawled up to where she was looking down at him. She leaned down, but when their lips were just inches apart Harry turned his head. She sighed and layed down next to him, but he didn't put his arms around her like he usually did.

"That first night I woke up, I had a nightmre to. I was in the car, and I couldn't move. I looked over at you, and teir was blood trickling down your face. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. I thought it was the worst dream I've ever had, but then I realized it wasn't just a dream, it was a memory, one that I see everytime I close my eyes."

He took her hand without looking at her.

"I thought you were dead." Her voice broke. "Why do bad things keep happening to us?"

He squeezed her hand and she cuddled into his side.

"Sometimes I think it's a sign."

"Of what?" He wasn't crying anymore, but his voice was still scratchy.

"That we shouldn't be together, but then I remember how much I love you." She looked up at him. He looked like he hadn't slept in days.

How had she not noticed?

"How long have you been having the nightmares."

He looked away before answering.

"Every other day since I woke up." He paused and looked at her again. "I know you said it wasn't my fault, but I just can't stop thinking that it is."

"It's not." She murmered

He pretended not to hear her.

"When I woke up and you weren't there, I thought you were dead. I started freaking out, and the nurses gave me some anastesia to calm me down. When I woke up they told me you were alive, but when I thought you were gone, my first thought was 'I'm going to have to kill myself' and that scares me, knowing that I can't live without you." He looked at her with tears in her eyes. "Please don't ever leave me."

She put her arms around him, and he kissed her forehead.

"I won't."

That night Harry without any nighmares for the first time since the accident.