Wildest Dreams ~~~ H.S

30.

"Could you drive me to my hotel?" Harry asks, his eyes looking heavy.

"Aw, you poor thing. Are you tired?" I make a fake pouty face as a joke, and he crosses his arms.

"Yes, I am. Please?" I should help him. He looks like he might fall asleep any minute now. He tries to convince me by doing puppy dog eyes, and it makes me collapse like folding table on the inside.

"Ugh, fine. Only because you are super tired. Don't think those eyes were a part of it, cause they weren't," He chuckles and we walk over to the car. "What hotel are you staying at?" He slumps into the car and doesn't answer. Instead, he puts it in the gps. I walk around the other side to get to the drivers seat.

The second I get situated, I remember I can't drive. I have a cast! I quickly turn towards Harry, but his eyes are closed. You have to be kidding me right now. I poke him but he doesn't respond. I say his name numerous times as well. How on earth did he fall asleep that fast? Ugh. I guess I can try to drive. The worst that could happen is get in a car accident. Oh well, here goes nothing!

I hit the gas and start driving the way the gps is saying. I can't believe this car ride is going to be an hour long! Why did John have to make the dinner so late, and at a very far destination? It just doesn't make sense. 

We get through a couple of intersections until it starts to rain. "Are you serious right now!" I feel like I could punch a hole through a wall right now. It was bad enough that I had to drive with a cast in the middle of the night, but now that it's raining makes it worse. I really hope we don't get into a car accident. At least now I know how it felt for Harry on the way there.

I continue to drive deep in thought that I don't even notice Harry wake up. "What's wrong?" Harry mumbles, still tired. I almost scream at the top of my lungs when I hear is voice.

"Holy sugar muffins are delicious! Stop scaring me like that!" I let out a deep breath. This is the second time he has done this to me in the past 20 minutes. Harry just laughs at me. 

"Never. It's cute when you get scared," Excuse me? He finds pleasure in my soul leaving my body? Rude. "And why do you keep saying that? It's funny."

"Saying what? Holy sugar muffins are delicious? I don't know, it's fun to say." He chuckles when he hears that there's actually no specific reason to why I say it. I've been saying it since I was 15, and it just stuck with me, all the way until I became 33, which is now. Harry stops laughing after a bit and slumps further into his seat.

"What were you mad about earlier? It woke me up." I kind of forgot that he was in the car when I started raising my voice. I was just really annoyed about everything and just yelled. It wasn't even a big deal at all, I was just overreacting.

"Oh, it's nothing. Now go back to sleep you tired bum!" He rolls his eyes before he closes them to go back to sleep. I continue to drive, trying not to do anything stupid. I have finally gotten the hang of driving with a cast!

The silence lasts for another 30 minutes. Now, we're on the highway. I have to be really careful now. The beginning is fine, but the rain starts picking up. The more rain, the more likelihood of a car accident. Please don't get into an accident, please don't get into an accident, please don't get into an accident.

I hate car accidents so much, even just looking at one makes me nervous. I can't imagine what it must be like to be in one. The rain continues to pour harder and harder. Now I'm getting really nervous. I keep driving though, because I can't stop in the middle of the highway in the dark. I start to calm down, but immediately after, a car slams on it's breaks right in front of me. When I slam mine, my leg feels like it just caught on fire because I put too much pressure on my injury. 

After a split second goes by, the headlights turn off. I can't see a single thing. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" I think I'm having a panic attack, I can't really tell. I am already starting to feel dizzy and my hands are shaking. "Please, please, please don't happen to me right now!" My throat begins to get tight and my eyes swell with tears. Why of all times, does this have to happen at night?! I squeeze my eyes shut, but then a pair of arms wrap around me.

I quickly open them, but they are blurry from tears and I can't see what's going on. Oh my gosh, am I dying? "God, is that you," I ask, horrified. "No, no, no, no! I'm too young! I can't die yet! Oh my gosh! What about Harry? Is he okay? Please tell me he is still alive! I can't believe this happened. It's all my fault!" Tears slide down my face as I panic. 

"Rae!" The arms squeeze me tighter, and I can finally see clearly. I'm in the passenger seat of Harry's car, and his arms are holding me close to him. 

What the heck?

Authors note:

it's my specialty 🤷‍♀️

ps. lmao jk again (heres the real authors note) hey luvs! i became a pro at cliffhangers now, so your welcome everyone 😘 but i saw that zayn literally updated his insta account and i am so excited for his new music omg! also super sorry for such a short chapter. but guys, please dont hate on john. like i get that you dont ship jandrea, but dont be mean to him. like he seriously did nothing to deserve it 😓 anywhoooo see you soon luvs ❤️