Locked up l.s.

5. Nightmare

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Still H pov.

It's maybe 3 in the morning and I woke up. I have been sleeping really lightly while inside so it's not uncommon for me to wake up in the middle of the night.

I'm slightly confused for a while about what it was this time that woke me up until I hear mumbling above me.

It's Tomlinson. I was so wrong when I thought he was only annoying at daytime. Being slightly annoyed I whisper shout at him "Psst! Tomlinson. Could you shut up?"

"Please don't" He shouts back at me and I get confused.

"Don't what?"

"Don't touch me."

"I'm not touching you. What are you talking about?"

And then it clicked. He's sleep talking and seems like he is having a nightmare. I wouldn't ever have guessed that he was the type of guy to have a nightmare.

Without thinking why I'm doing what I do I stand up next to our bunk bed, look down at his restless sleeping body and after less than few seconds of poundering I deside to shake him awake.

After all I want to get some sleep. And maybe his innocent sleeping figure reminds me of myself couple years ago and made me remember how scary it was like at first in here and feel sorry for him. But thats only natural. I'm not a monster.

"Hey! Tomlinson. Wake up!"

He wakes up shaking and confused.

"I.. you were loud and I wanted to sleep." I try to explain.

after he realises that he was only dreaming and I heard him, he looks at me with mortified eyes. It's clear that I saw something that was meant to be private. And I don't know what to do. We just stare each other, our pupils are moving restlessly from one eye to another trying to find some hint of what to do next.

I regret waking him up and now it's too late to undo it. I should say something. I should at least apologize witnessing his vulnerable moment or maybe even comfort him but on the other hand I don't want him to think we are friends or anything.

Before I get to say anything he asks me "What did you hear?"

I haven't seen such a vulnerability in the whole time I've been here.

"You were sleep talking."

"Oh so you heard?" He asked weakly.

"Yeah pretty much."

"Please don't tell anyone." His eyes were huge. But he quickly hided all of his emotions.

"I won't."

His brain didn't get to process my quick answer when he keeps speaking with more threatening tone "If you tell anyone I will slit ya throat. Wait what? What did you say?"

"I'm not gonna say anything." I assure him again.

"But why. Is there some twist. Do you want something in return?" He asked unsurely.

"Why would I want something?"

"I don't know. I've heard nothing is free here  and I don't want anyone thinking I'm scared. Or something."

He never stopped shaking so the dream must've been dreadful. That's why I choose to show him empathy.

"You know most of us are just regular guys right. We all were scared shitless at first."

He hums me small response to let me know that he heard me so I continue.

"Listen, I'm only telling you this because you're new but you'll get used to this. Really! It's not that bad. I mean food is what it is and everything smells like shit but most of the people are actually really nice."

"Really? I've heard different kind of stories." Tomlinson whispers back.

"Yeah really. Most of the rumors about prison are bullshit anyway."

"Like the don't drop the soap thing?"

I chuckle a little "Exactly. But I don't recommend doing that."

"Dropping the soap? What will happen if I do?"

"Probably nothing. No one wants extra time over some little thing. But you can never be too careful."

"But they talk. I've only been here two days and I've already been threatened multiple times."

"Let me tell you a secret: people are mostly just all talk and If you don't get involved in any stupid shit you will be safe. So you can stop worrying. Just be respectful to everyone and no one has any reason to touch you."

"Oh"

"Now shut up and go back to bed I want to sleep."

3th pov.

Then They both went quiet. Harrys talk probably would have been relaxing but to Louis it did the exact opposite.

Gangs was probably the exact thing that Styles was referring to when he said "stupid shit" and Louis was already involved in that.

On the other hand this talk proved that Louis was right about Styles. Apart from being extremely good looking from Louis opinion, he was trustworthy or at least someone he didn't need to fear. And that was a good thing.

....

In the morning Louis is in really good mood. He actually got some rest and he's more hopeful about his time here than before.

After jumping out of bed he cheerfully greets Styles "Good morning mate." Who's making his bed.

"Im not your mate." He mutters back.

Harry is busy. He regrets saying anything to Tomlinson in first place. He didn't want to lead him on. He didn't want anyone thinking that he wants friends nor does he have time for some new kid. So now he tries to make Tomlinson understand that.

People knowing something about him makes him feel anxious. Like they could use that information against him. So he didn't like talking anything but small talk. It's not that he told anything about himself to Tomlinson but their conversation was still somewhat deep.

To Louis this sudden mood change is shocking. Last night Styles was totally different person. Caring and kind. But now he's like that.

"Oh I thought.. well never mind. I'm gonna go" Louis says leaving their cell.

Now Harry realizes that the way he snapped was upsetting. He didn't mean to be mean. There's nothing wrong with Tomlinson. He just doesn't want him too close. If that makes sense.

Harry just doesn't know how to make sentences or talk to people or how to be one.. but Tomlinson was already gone.

Here we go!
Im exited about the character development and I hope I'd be able to write it like I have it in my my mind.

Anyways i love ya!