2 Weeks & 6 Days Before:
Throughout the whole night I was tossing and turning, finding it hard to find a comfortable position and keep my eyes closed for more than five minutes. I just couldn't sleep, I just had the feeling of someone watching me sleep. It feels like someone is in my room watching me sleep. So during the whole night I just faced the wall.
My annoying alarm goes off even though I'm already awake, I would press snooze but it's pointless as I won't go back to sleep. Today's going to be a long day with the lack of sleep. I rub my face with my hands as I sit up, swinging my legs to the side of the bed standing up stretching as I walk along towards my bathroom.
I go in turning the shower on before doing my daily routine but I stand in the shower for longer, trying to relax my tense muscles from the lack of sleep. My body just seems tense. It's stupid really because I'm acting as though I haven't slept in days, when it's only been a day. But if this person keeps watching me I won't fall asleep for a while or not have a decent sleep.
Once I'm done in the shower I climb out grabbing a towel from off of the towel rack, and dry my hair with the hairdryer. I decide to brush my teeth before I leave the bathroom to go get dressed. I walk out of the bathroom going into my wardrobe pulling on a pair of boxers and a pair of dark skinny jeans and a black T-shirt. I do the same thing with my hair as I did yesterday putting a bandana in.
I leave the bathroom again and look at my phone; 8:25 AM. As if I have time to spare, well I'll be leaving soon as this is where Liam comes in and crushes me. My bedroom door opens and Liam walks in with a smirk ready to jump on me, but stops, staring at me with confusion. He pinches himself as I just stare back at him with confusion. 'I'm awake, this isn't a dream? You're actually dressed and ready.' He teases walking over to my bed and taking a seat beside me.
'You alright mate?' Liam asks. I nod sitting up 'yeah, I just couldn't sleep.' I shrug.
'You? Harry Styles couldn't sleep?' He jokes, chuckling. I roll my eyes joining in with him. He stops laughing and looks at me with a serious and concern look. He scans my face for some reason. 'You'd tell me if something's wrong, won't you?' I nod, slinging my arm over his shoulder pulling him in for a side hug.
'Of course, but there's nothing to tell because there's nothing wrong.' He fights from my grip pushing me back slightly, making me pout at him. He rolls his eyes hitting my arm playfully. 'C'mon let's go down, get you breakfast and then let's go.' I nod, both of us standing up in sync and making our way down the stairs while I go into the kitchen Liam goes into the living room where my mum is.
I grab my usual a bottle of water from the fridge, I close the door and grab a banana this time for my breakfast and make my way out of the kitchen into the living room. I take a seat on the edge of the sofa 'morning love.' Mum smiles at me.
'Morning mum.' I smile back. I peel back the banana skin before munching on the banana. Having Liam just stare at me with his nose crinkled. 'What?' I say with a mouthful earning a glare from my mum, I hold my hand up as if to say sorry and she just nods. 'You're so gross when you eat, you know that right?' I swallow the banana in my mouth before responding.
'I do now. Let's go.' I say patting his shoulder, pushing down on it to help me stand up. I grab my bag walking back into the living room and giving my mum her usual kiss on her cheek. 'See you later love.' She smiles. 'Bye.' I mumble as Liam and I exit the house making the same journey to the sixth form.
'Harry, Liam wait up.' A familiar voice calls that we normally don't hear at this time of morning. Both of us turn around to see Zayn jogging to catch up to us. 'Oh my god, is this really you or am I imagining things?' Liam says looking at me with a weird expression.
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Stalker (Harry Styles)
FanfictionHave you ever had a feeling or felt as though you're being watched every hour, minute, second of everyday? Or have the feeling that someone out there knows more about you than yourself? Or having the feeling of someone's eyes boring into the back of...