One Concert, Big Changes (1D Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

*Felicia's pov.*

I opened my eyes only to be greeted my the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen. The colors mixed and faded so perfectly. The yellow, orange, and pink all smeared together like an oil painting. Then the colors faded into dark blues and purples as it towered over the sun.

I stood, taking in my surroundings. I'm in a field not too far from a beach. I recognize this scene. It was Monetary Bay back in California. I've always loved it here.

"Felicia!" I hear someone call my name and turn, trying to find the source. "Felicia! Over here!" It was a British accent that I would remember anywhere. Louis.

"Coming!" I shouted running in the direction of his voice. I finally found him and the scene turned hazy, like in those old movies.

"There you are, Love!" he said and enveloped me in a hug. I felt butterflies. "I brought dinner for us." He smiled and pointed to a blanket.

"Wow, Lou, its amazing," I say.

"Yes, you are. Before we eat, I wanna say one thing. Will you, Felicia Barnes, be-"

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

I woke up from the dream. That was all it was. But it seemed so real! I don't know why I was disappointed it was over. I just really want to know what he was going to say, I guess.

I internally groaned wanting to re-dream it. I looked at my phone, which wouldn't shut up. Oh wait! Duh! I have to press the button. I'm not a morning person in case you can't tell.

Anyway, I pulled myself out of bed and stretched. I walked to my suitcase and pulled out some jeans and a t-shirt that said 'The dance floor is my stage' on one side and 'What about you?' on the back. It was my favorite.

I walked into the bathroom and took a hot shower. It quickly woke me up. I allowed the water to pelt against my skin, causing it to sting. I love hot showers. I quickly washed my hair and face, and got out.

I dried off and got dressed, deciding to just put some Bobbi pins in my hair and let is air dry. I applied light, oh so very light, makeup. As I got ready I couldn't help but think of that dream. I haven't dreamed of Lou since I met him. This is weird. I'll talk to the girls later about it.

I sighed as I walked out of the bathroom. Shoving my phone into my pocket, I walked downstairs knowing I would have to make breakfast. Fun. I walk in to see Harry standing at the stove.

"Morning, Styles." I laughed as he fumbled once he turned around.

*Harry's pov.*

"Morning, Styles," Fel smiled as she entered the kitchen. I turned from my spot in front of the stove and almost fell when I saw her. She looked amazing. I know Louis called dibs on her but I couldn't help but stare.

"M-morning," I managed to stutter. She giggled and smacked my cheek lightly. "What was that for?" I asked, rubbing my cheek.

"Just making sure you're alive is all," she replied getting two skillets out from the cupboard. She set them on the stove and walked over to the fridge.

"Well, it most certainly worked," I pouted, still watching her.

"Uh huh, sure Harry. So why exactly are you up this early? Its like 8:30," she asked, cracking several eggs into one pan. Oh! She was making breakfast.

"I don't know, I couldn't sleep," I said still staring at her. For some reason I couldn't help myself. Something about her was just so captivating at this very moment.