Harry's POV

"Noo!! Please, no!!" She screams in her sleep, she kept turning over and over during the night. I just couldn't sleep, she was too agitated.

She's sweating and sobbing, and yelling. She's freaking me out.

"No!" she screams again

"Jenna, please babe, wake up" I try to keep my voice down to not afraid her, turning on the lamp on the bed side table. The light doesn't awake her.

It's damn 5 in the morning, and I'm exhausted.

I turn facing her, approaching myself "Jenna." I whisper.

She doesn't hear me.

She's shaking.

What the hell?

I grab her arm and try to awake her, again, when she jumps, her eyes opening wide of shock and fear. It's like she doesn't even know where she is, she looks s lost.

"Hey, you're okay, you're home" I caress her cheek with my thumb, she's wet by her tears and sweat.

She leans over and sit, trying to clear her mind.

"Harry" she mumbles, directing her gaze at me.

"Yes, love"

She kind of realizes what happened and freaks out even more, "Oh Harry, I'm sorry" she pull the blankets away and get up, putting her robe on and leave the room, crying.

"Jenna" I shout.

She runs downstairs.

I follow her downstairs, just wearing a pair of black boxers, bare chest and barefoot.

She didn't turn the light on, only the moonshine is lightening the house. It's silent, we just hear the sound of the aircon. Seeing that she's sitting on the couch in the leaving room, I decide to go to the kitchen preparing her a cup of an herb tea. It's almost 6 in the morning, the sun is about to rise.

"Here" I put the cup of herb tea on the coffee table beside me. I sit down in front of her on the coffee table, she's curled up, her knees against her chest, her arms tightening her legs, her gaze still lost. She's stopped crying though, but her eyes are bloodshot.

"What happened, a bad dream?" she remains dumb for a couple of minutes.

Jenna's POV

I feel so ashamed of myself, again. I hate the fact the he saw me like that. Why did the nightmares come back? It's been a while that I feel better. My subconscious is playing me.

Harry looks worried, his eyes focused on me. He's expecting explanation, but I don't want to tell him, I can't tell him how broken I am inside. This is private, and I don't want to make things worse. I can't let him in so far in my intimacy.

"I'm sorry" I feel like I've brought so much trouble with me to him.

He puts his hands on my knees. "What  are you apologizing for?" he smiles, his eyes comforting me.

"I'm just a mess" pearls of tears are showing up again, but I hold them.

The thought of losing him made me having a panic attack during my sleep, awaken all my demons that I'm working so hard to live with, to keep under control.

The thought of losing him made me lose my mind and my selfcontrol.

The fact that he dated another girl while he was with me. He thinks I bought the fake relationship thing, but I wasn't dupe at all. But he ended it pretty quickly. I feel insecure since.

The way he may be with me sometimes made me think that he might have the same kind of feelings for me but he's too afraid to express them, as for me.

Who am I fooling here? I tried this whole time to convince myself that I don't expect anything from him, that I want to keep it simple, but the truth is that I'm falling for him.

I am falling for this guy that I've forgiven for lying about who he was, that I've followed over places during his tour. I've surmounted my newborn shyness, and have tried to involve myself in his such particular life.

I am falling for this guy, who's wearing rings on his fingers and has long curly messed up hair.

I'm falling for this guy, sitting in front of me, wearing only his boxers. I'm falling for his British accent that I love so much, his soft raspy voice, his beautiful face. For his for some of them weird tattoos. I feel butterflies in my stomach every time I hear him laugh or see him smile. The way he's embarrassed but hide it behind a cocky smile, with shining eyes. I am falling for his adorable dimples and emerald green eyes, in which I'm drowning myself, each time I stare at them.

I am falling for this guy, and deep down I tried to turn it off.

Because I know, for sure, that this kind of relationship, with such an extraordinary guy, this kind of love, would consume me, my entire soul and body.

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