Can't Take It

Finally. It's been a full day of driving and last night. My eyes are drooping badly. I can barley think straight. I turn where the sign says James court town. This is where harry is. She where in here. I find the hotel I made reservations to stay at. I am desperate for sleep. I'll sleep then when I wake I will go to harry. I park and enter the hotel. The room I get isn't one of the best but it will have to work. I lay on the bed but then I remember I have to call Niall.
" Hey how's it going." Niall sounds glad I made it.
" Ah could be better. the hotel is shit." I say.
" That's too bad. Hey listen.. I really hope harry understands." Niall shows me some empathy.
" Yeah me too... But I still can't help but wonder who sent that picture..." I nearly whisper.
" I dont know mate... But hey I have to run. I'll talk to you later okay?"
" okay.. Love ya." I hang up assuming he said it back not knowing I dropped the call.
finally! I sprawl out and stretch out my legs and such. My eyes soon close and I find my self dreaming.

* dream *

i find myself running toward harry.
" hazza!" I scream as he stays On His porch. he doesn't move. I'm running but I'm not getting any closer.
" Harry help me!" I scream. He looks around but still stays there.
" It's too late Louis. You let me slip away." He whispers.
" No that's why I'm here I came back for you! I love you harry." I am shouting.
" This is all your fault. It's your fault I have to do this. Blame no one but yourself." He falls back and vanishes with a cloud of black smoke. I feel a really hot heat on my neck as I still try to run but I do t move an inch. I turn around and nothing is there. The darkness is closing in all around me. The trees that had green were rumpling and turning brown. The birds were falling out if the sky dead. The grass was fading. They sky was just turning dark. Tears are streaming down my face. I'm screaming no. But I'm too late the darkness closes in on me.

* end of dream*

i wake up out if breath. I am sweating like crazy and I'm crying. What the fuck was that about. I pick up my phone it's 3 am. Shit I slept to long. I will have to visit harry tomorrow. I am forced to wait longer. I'm too afraid to go back to sleep so I sit up on my bed and just think... Think of what it could've been.

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