Live While We're Young

Chapter 6

I'm running as fast as I can. "Harry! Help!" I scream. 

But all I hear is angry girls screaming 

"HARRY!" I scream, but I'm getting drowned out by the crazy girls. 

"Zayn! ZAYN!" I scream, seeing him walking inside of the big house. 

I trip and immediately lose hope. No, I never had hope. I knew something bad would happen.  

"STOP, PLEASE!" I scream. 

All the girls start laughing. 

"Harry isn't yours, he never was!" Sneered a tall blonde. 

"He'd never actually love someone like you!" Someone else in the crowd said. 

"You're just dating him for fame!" I hear. 

"Guys, stop, I love him!" I scream. 

But then the blonde picks up her foot, and right before it hits my face, 

"STOP!" I scream, jumping awake in the bed. 

I look around and no one is there. I'm in a random place. I feel my face and feel the wetness from the tears. I cry more, grabbing a pillow and burying my face in it. I hear a door slam open and I whip my head up. 

"What's wrong?!" the husky voice asks. 

I sniffle and say "it was horrible!" 

"What was?" Harry says, sitting next to me and wrapping his arms around me. 

"Th-the girls, wanted to k-kill me!" I stuttered, pouring more tears out and shoving my head into his chest. 

He rubs my back, mumbling things to me. "It was just a bad dream... I love you. You'll never get hurt with me." 

I continue sobbing for a minute or two, then stop slowly and lay down on the bed. Harry lies with me, laying on his side, watching me intently. I close my eyes and wipe my tears away, trying to relax.  

Moments pass and then he speaks up. "What happened?" 

"There were girls.. Fangirls. They wanted me dead, they said that I didn't love you for you, that I only want the fame. And.. They said that you didn't love me." I bury my face into a pillow, trying to stop from crying again. That was one of the worst dreams I've had. 

"But I do love you, fangirls in your dream won't change that," he says, pulling my face from the pillow.  

I smile and wipe away the last tear that runs down my face. 

"OH NO! I FORGOT I'M COOKING IN THE KITCHEN," Harry screams as he races to the kitchen. I pull out my phone and get on Facebook. A ton of new contact requests.. But who are all these people? 

I check twitter next. WOW. Almost a thousand followers. Last time I checked I had 4; my sister, Lucy, and then two random people. And I just checked last week! 

Wait.. My sister! They're probably worried sick! 

Before I have time actually to check my twitter, I dial my mum. 

"NICOLE! WHERE ARE YOU? WHAT HAPPENED?! ARE YOU OKAY?!" She screams into the phone. 

"I'm fine, I'm fine! Calm down! I just had an asthma attack and H-... A friend took me to the hospital." Shoot. I shouldn't be telling about Harry and I yet probably. 

"Are you at the hospital now?!" 

"No, they brought me to their.... House? Because I fell asleep in the car." 

"Why do you sound question-y?" She asks. 

"I have no clue." I chuckle. 

Louis walks into the room with a plate of food. 

"Hey I gotta go mum.. I'll call you later. Love you.." 

"Love you too sweetie!" She says, then I hang up. 

"I have some food for you!" Louis says handing me the plate of food. "Sorry if its burnt a little, Harry gets distracted easily." 

I can't help but laugh. 

"Thanks Louis. Where is Harry? And where are we?" I ask. 

"OH. Well we forgot to tell you! Haha. We are at the hotel we are staying at while here. If you get sick easily, don't look out the window," Louis says, turning around to walk out. 

"Wait Louis-" I say. 

"Yes?" He says, turning back around on his heel. 

I don't even know what I wanted, I just want some company I guess. 

"Uhhm.. Come sit with me?"  

he looks at me with a bit of surprise. "Uh, sure." He says, sitting on the bed, crossing his legs. 

"Did you eat already?" I ask. 

"Yeah, I was starving.." He says. 

"I thought starving was Niall's job?" 

"It is, even though he eats as much as an elephant does." 

I grab the remote and flip through the channels. I find a football game. 

"Which team do you like?" Louis asks. 

"Patriots, all the way." 

He laughs at that. 

"Looks like the game just started.." He says. "We aren't prepared for this. We need some football stuff!" 

I finish my plate of food and get up. "Race you to the car?"  

"It'll be a tie," he says. 

"How so?" 

"Well.." He says, picking me up. 

"Hey!" I say laughing. 

He starts walking out the door with me in his arms.  

"HARRY I'M BORROWING YOUR GIRLFRIEND, WE WILL BE BACK SHORTLY!" He screams through the house. 

"BE CAREFUL SHE'S FRAGILE!" Harry screams back. 

Once we get outside, Louis adjusts me so I'm on his back. He then skips to the car. 

"See? A tie." He says, sticking his tongue out. 

"Well I had no choice what it would be, you were carrying my, even in the elevator!" I say, laughing.  

"Well let's go, I wanna make it back before half time Lou!" I say, smiling.