Nightmares

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It was late at night. You couldn't sleep well. You wouldn't stop twirling around or sweating because you were having a terrible nightmare, where your biggest fear came true. Where Harry found someone better than you and left you. You couldn't bear that idea, because he had fixed your heart long ago, and you knew it would be beyond repair if he left. You rolled around too much and you fell out of bed. Your body hit the cold, hard wooden floor making you wake up from your horrible nightmare. Your hear skipped a beat and you were terribly scared of the storm outside. You curled up in a ball and brought your knees to your chest, and burrying your head between them, crying because of all the confussion. The thunder crashed loudly outside sounding like a loud drum which made you cried even more, feeling your face even moist. You gave a shout in fear that echoed the whole house. "Y/N! Y/N! Are you alright?" Said Harry worridly as he quickly ran into your room. You shook your head and let out a loud sob. "Y/N baby whats wrong?" "I can't anymore, Harry," He sat on the floor with you, surrounding your back with his arm. You cried on his chest for a while, until his heart beat finally calmed you down. "What can't you do anymore?" "I can't control the fear. Its going to finish with me." "What fear love?" He gently whispered into your ear. His sweet, warm breath sent you chills up your spine calming you down. "That someday you'll find someone better," "That never even crossed my mind baby." He said as he sweetly kissed your front head. "It can't be. You are the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world. Better than Selena Gomez, Miranda Kerr, Angelina Jolie, better than all of the girls I could ever see. I know there is no better girl than you, even if I were to search throughout the whole world, I am sure. And I'm notgonna bother to look." He gently stroked your arm, whispering all the things he loved about you. And it wasn't long into you fell asleep in his tender arms.

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