Rejected

Chapter 3

Chapter Three

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Why was Harry here? Was I dreaming? What the hell was going on?

I looked down at myself, and I was fully dressed. But I was just in bed at Louis', wasn't I? I look up and Harry's gone.

"Zoey." I snap around, and sure enough there's Harry. I can't help but admire the way my name rolls off his tongue. He smiles, and leans in. Is he going to kiss me? "Harry." I whisper. I close my eyes, waiting for the feeling of his lips on mine but they don't come. I open my eyes to see he's gone, but I'm surrounded by others and they're all laughing at me. Tears brim my eyes and I'm not sure why, so I turn around to run and leave.

But Harry is standing there. I collide with his figure, and fall flat on my butt. Harry isn't affected at all, and only smirks and crosses his arms over his chest. "I win." He breathes, and I have a feeling I know exactly what he's talking about.....

I shoot up out of bed, heavily panting as I push sweaty strands of hair from my forehead. I glance at the clock on Lou's nightstand, 5:38 am. Shit. It was all a dream. A fucked up dream, but still just a dream. It wasn't real. I sigh heavily collapsing back down on the bed. I definitely needed to talk to Louis in the morning.