Take Me Home...Or Not! (Harry Styles One Shot)

Chapter 8 - Thahmena

Thahmena

It turned out to be a seriously long way to go home in a helicopter. Everyone fell into a deep sleep supposedly because they spent the last few days without much sleep searching for us. We talked some more for a while, until Zayn had fell asleep...then one by one, the helicopter became a sleeping beast (make sense?) 

I noticed Vicki and Liam suspiciously close, almost snuggling....just like Nicole and Zayn. Wait, what? I thought they had gotten used to the boys but I would think they might still be fangirling just a little! Something was up but I decided not to question it. 

Pretty soon, it was just Harry and I awake in the copter. 

"Heyyyy, Mena," Harry said softly, giving me a tiny smile. "How are you?" 

"I'm fine! Why do you ask?" I asked confused. I was in a bit of a fuzzy phase right now considering the whole being rescued bit, so naturally my brain wasn't working as well. 

"No reason," he replied, glancing out the window and at the others. I was starting to feel very tired, my eyelids getting heavy. 

He pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. "Go to sleep, my darling," Harry whispered in my ear, making chills run down my back. 

He started to hum a familiar melody. It was Daylight by Maroon 5! I absolutely adored Adam Levine and M5! The words floated out of his mouth. He sang quietly, lulling me to sleep. His voice was so smooth and deep, the kind of voice all girls dream about. He reached my favorite part: 

Here I am staring, at your perfection, in my arms, so beautiful... 

As I slipped into the state of unconsciousness, I could feel someone's eyes on me -- other than Harry of course. I opened my eyes a little and saw Charisse looking at me through eyes that were slits. That was when I feel into a wonderful sleep, with dreams of chocolate, music, and Harry. 

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I was jolted awake. My beautiful dreams had turned into a terrible nightmare of the crash. Except Harry wasn't there, I was all alone and the impact of the crash sent me flying out onto the sand. There was blood all over, pain all over... 

"Thahmena? Sweetie, wake up. I'm here." I was still in Harry's arms so I looked up at him as I felt tears running down my cheeks. 

"I...you...crash and blood and pain....and you weren't there...I was all alone!" I cried, not too loudly as to wake the others. I buried my face in Harry's chest and cried hard. He pulled me even closer and whispered meaningless nothings in my ear, assuring me it was okay and he was here. I wanted to stay there, just have him hold me like that...have him love me like that... 

"Is she okay?!" I heard Charisse's voice coming closer and peeked out from Harry's chest. A look of worry was on her face and she was looking at me. 

"Shh," Harry said, holding his finger to his lips. "Don't wake them up. She's been having these nightmares lately. I think they're about the crash..." He trailed off looking down at me once again. 

"What do you mean? It's happened before?" I sniffed, confused. 

"I didn't want to worry you, but yes, during the night, you would start crying and thrashing about. You would mumble things like blood and it hurts...and sometimes you would call out my name." As Harry explained, I tried to recall ever doing this and came up with nothing. Harry continued, "I would just hold you and sing a little, you would be fine after that." 

I looked up again, finding myself looking into his deep green eyes. "You did that?" I asked softly. He nodded and I was speechless. He sang to me in my sleep? I had nightmares? How was it that I never even knew? Oh, my God! That was why every morning we were snuggled together! 

Then I remembered Charisse was sitting there, watching us, so I tore my eyes away from Harry's to look at her. Slowly, I untangled myself from Harry's embrace and went over to her. She held out her arms as if expecting this. I hugged her tightly, shutting my eyes. Why did he do that? Why did he let me think about his love, if he loved me, when he probably didn't? I wanted to tell her everything, about how I feel about him, how it felt when he smiled at me, how I wanted him to love me back...But I couldn't since he was right there so I just hugged her, hoping she would get the message. She pulled away and nodded slowly. So she did understand! 

"Excuse me, everyone! We're almost there!" Paul exclaimed from the pilot's seat. 

Charisse's face lit up, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she looked at me. "They might need a little help waking up, and I think you and me would be great at that job, don't you think?" She whispered this, grinning evilly. "On the count of three, yell out 'It's time to wake up!' and stuff like that. Maybe even...jump on a few of them?" 

I giggled at her words. Same old Charisse, evil as ever! She always knew how to cheer me up! "Okay, let's do it!" I replied, excited. I could feel Harry's eyes on me as we moved. She started the countdown, holding up her fingers. 

"Three." 

"Two." 

"One!" 

I tackled the first two people that came into view which turned out to be Vicki and Liam. "Oof," they both grunted as I landed on them. 

"IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP!" I shouted, making randomly funny sounds that came to my head. 

"Mmmmm....NO!" Vicki grumbled, burying her face in Liam's chest. Liam waved me away too. 

"Nuh uh! It's time to get up!" I shouted, which didn't seem to work. I tried again. "We're almost there!" This seemed to get Liam's attention but Vicki was still so stubborn! Aha, I knew what to do! 

I jumped on her and shouted in her ear, "There's no more food!!!" 

"Wah? No more food?!" Both she and Niall shot up and shouted at me. I was literally rolling around on the floor, laughing so hard and I realized that everyone else had witnessed the scene and was laughing too! 

"Now that we've got everyone's attention, we're almost there, our sweet NY!" Charisse started flapping her arms and such. She literally looked like a retarded seal! We cracked up again, and I saw Niall moving closer to her, putting his arm around her shoulders. Huh, well then, something was definitely brewing here. We braced ourselves as the plane started descending.