Revive [Harry Styles]

Chapter Twenty-Seven

The cold air is hitting my face as I keep running. Dodging tree branches. I could hear the twigs crack underneath my feet. That's the only thing I hear until someone else's footsteps become more loudly. I tighten my hands on the knife. Its getting harder to breathe. I'm gasping for air but I can't stop. I need to keep moving. Soon the footsteps behind me become silent and I run behind a tree. I shut my eyes trying to control my breathing.

Soon everything's silent I can't hear anything. Complete silence. It's like I've gone deft. I try speaking but no words come out.

All of the sudden I'm being pinned up to the tree. Tears streaming down my face by the impact. I yell as loud as I can but still nothing comes out. I use all my force to fight back but it's hopeless. I stare into the eyes of my father his dark blue eyes. He's yelling in my face but I still can't hear. Anger written all over his face. I see a shinny object in his waist band and realize it's a gun.

Half of me is scared for my life but the other half is willing to die so I won't feel the pain anymore. But I can't go down without a fight not like this. I've fought my whole life to just give up.

I kick my leg as hard as I can towards his groin. He falls to his knees. I turn to start running again but his voice is what stops me.

"I'm sorry" the words fall from his lips as he's gasping for air. I stare at him astonished. "I'm sorry for everything" I kneel down in front of him. As soon as my guards down he gives a bitter laugh shaking his head. He pulls out the gun and before I can run a loud piercing gun shot echos through the air.

I jump up from bed in someone's arms. I can't breath. I gasp for air but nothing will go in.

"Jess baby you need to breath for me please" Harry looks more then worried.

"I- I ca-ca- can't" I try again but fail. It feels like I'm going to die.

"Please love breath" I shake my head in frustration.

Breath breath.

Harry cups my face in his hands and his eyes are glossy. He shuts his eyes and leans in. He's kissing me. I don't know how to respond. The warth of his lips rest on my cold one. Soon my breathing becomes more regular but my heart beat is sky rocketing.

Harrys kissing me.

He pulls away with his eyes still shut. Slowly he opens them looking straight at me. I put my fingers on my lips gently.

"I'm sorry I just didn't know what else to do you were scarring me Jess" his voice is soft and calming. As always.

I nod my head. He just kissed me and it calmed my breathing down. He put his lips on mine. I don't know what to say or do. Do I go back to sleep? Do I go home? I don't know.

"So what was the dream about?" Harry stands awkwardly at the side of the bed.

I've never really told Harry my nightmares so I'm surprised he even asked. I'm trying to think of something to say but it's hard when you just got your first real kiss.

"Harry?" I bite my lip tugging on the skin.

"Yeah" his voice is so low.

"That was.. Never mind" I don't know what to say. This is so awkward.