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  In the blink of an eye
Just a whisper of smoke
You could lose everything
The truth is you never know

                                       Like I'm Gonna Lose You - Meghan Trainor

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"You look tired." The green eyed boy points out. I lean my head on his shoulder and breathe out.

"I am. And kind of bored." He takes a look around only to witness people chatting, couples dancing indolently and guests playing games, rather loudly. His arm that's draped around me, caresses my side. I shut my eyes and savour the moment.

"Do you want to leave?"

"I don't know. Wouldn't that be rude?" I look up at him and he sweetly smiles.

"No, I can see you're knackered. Did you sleep last night?" He chuckles. I feel my cheeks heating up. If only he knew.

"Barely." I play with the end of his sweater so he can't see my face.

"C'mon. Get up." He pats my arm. I groan as he takes his arm off my shoulders. I slowly get up and wear my coat. Harry and I, head over to the group where Louis and Liam are. "Happy Birthday again, mate." Louis opens his arms and takes Harry in a brotherly hug.

"Thank you. You're heading off?" I nod and he smiles knowingly at me. My eyes go wide and I feel the heat climbing my neck.

I walk over the door and he opens it for me. I wrap my arms around myself to protect my body from the vicious wind. A pair of arms engulf me in a warm cocoon. I look up and see Harry, already gazing down at me, the height difference letting me see every angle of his beautiful face. I grin in adoration. He kisses my cheek before we get in his car. He blasts the heat on and rubs his palms. My hand reaches for the radio and I turn it on. The Christmas songs are quite honoured tonight.

I smile as I hear the unknown for me artist singing 'Santa Baby', one of my ultimately favourite festive songs.

"...And hurry down the chimney tonight..." I sing as the song ends, being replaced with the voices of the radio hosts.

"Do you want me to come down the chimney tonight?" Harry smirks and I slap his arm.

"I don't even have a chimney." I roll my eyes.

"Oh well, that's a shame. I can't dress up like Santa and surprise you." He wiggles his eyebrows. I scoff and look at the road unfolding in front of me. "Turn it up." He quickly says as the first notes of 'All I want for Christmas is you', plays from the speakers.

"...I don't want a lot for Christmas..." He screams at the top of his voice, making me giggle like a maniac.

"...There's just one thing I need..." I continue for him and he grins. He looks so young when he smiles. The song continues with us singing as loud as we can

"...Make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas is you..." We sing in unison. He looks at me. His jade eyes so bright and lively. His lips are stretched in an ever so youthful smile. He doesn't look at the road.

I can't take my eyes from his. His breath comes out ragged. Street lights, create shadows on his face. A bright light illuminates the whole car making us blind. Honks are heard. Harry jolts up and grabs the wheel. The slippery road makes the vehicle lose its route. We slip sideways to the other line. Cars are desperately trying not to crush on us. I feel dizzy, everything is spinning and all I see is white. The only thing I can understand is Harry's hand squeezing my arm tightly.

"HARRY!" I scream as I see a truck coming quickly towards us. He doesn't react fast enough. The truck crushes Harry's side. I scream when the vehicle tumbles out of the road and ends up, crashing onto a tree. The collision jerks my body forwards, resulting into hitting my head on the glass.

My head feels heavy. I feel a heavy liquid gliding down my temple. I tiredly open my eyes, searching for Harry. I glance to my right to see the curly haired boy I love, being unconscious with blood oozing from several cuts.

I panic. My trembling hands shake his cold body. My vision blurs. I try to calm myself by taking deep breaths.

"Harry?" I can barely whisper with the trembling voice I possess. My shaking hands run over his bloody face and take the messy curls out of sight. I put my hand on his chest.

It's not moving. "No, no, no, no" I cry out. I feel like the air around me, suddenly isn't enough. "NO!" I scream. "Harry, wake up. Please wake up. IT'S NOT BLOODY FUNNY, HARRY."

I scream and scream, trying to digests what just happened. I scream as I drift into a calming void. Where nothing can be heard. Yet the pain in my heart get bigger and bigger. I suddenly jolt up only to face the ceiling of my room.

I stand up, covers falling off my body. My fingertips touch my cheeks. I can feel the wetness of my tears seeping in my flesh. It was a dream. I search for injuries but I find none. It was a dream. Tears form in my eyes as I grasp my phone in my hands, frantically pressing the numbers to a very familiar number. My foot is tapping impatiently the floor while tears continue to blur my vision. 

"Ione?" A sleepy voice says, I take a breath of relief at the sound of my name falling from his lips. But it doesn't help the feeling in my chest. 

"Harry." I choke. "I need you. Please come here." I hear shuffling in the background and Harry muttering 'sh.it'. 

"Ione, are you okay?"

"No, I need to see you. Please, Harry." I sob. I can hear his breath deepening at the sound of me crying. 

"I'm on my way." I sit back to my bed and wait patiently as the dream keeps replaying in my head. I let my head fall into my palms, taking deep and long breaths. I can't lose him. I'll be gone if I do. He's everything I have. My whole heart. The one that makes me happy. I can't let this happen. Nobody knows what the future has in store. He might leave for another city or country and I would have lost the opportunity of telling him everything that I want. No, I can't let this happen.

The knock on my window makes me raise my head, only to see Harry waiting for me to open it. I step forward and open the only thing, separating me from what I want the most. Once he fully steps in. I take him in a hug, squeezing him so tight, just to make sure he's real and alive. I feel his warm arms wrapping around me, and his hot breath hitting my shoulder. "Ione, what happened?" He makes me sit in my bed, he then sits down himself and takes my palms in his, stroking them with his thumb. "Why did I have to come here at three o'clock, on Christmas morning?" He chuckles but I don't find the strength to form a smile. 

"It was terrible." I whisper. He holds my palms tighter, indicating me to move on. "I-I had a nightmare where you offered to drive me home from the party. We got in the car, both of us singing happily all the Christmas songs on the radio when somehow we slipped on the road, we ended up on the other lane when a truck crushed into your side of the car, that made the car fly out of the road and crush on a tree. I was a bit dizzy, with minor injuries but wh-when I looked at you--" I can't stop the tears from coming when I'm thinking about it. 

"What, Ione?" He looks at me, desperately. 

"You had your head on top of the wheel. I-I was shaking your body, but too much blood was coming out of your injuries. You were dead, Harry. I had panicked. I felt like my whole world had stopped. You can't understand the feeling Harry. I thought I lost you." I untangle my hands from his and take his beautiful face in my palms. "I can't lose you Harry." I rub my thumbs on the expanse of his cheeks. "I love you so much to lose you." I confess and I feel like a hundred kilos have been lifted off my chest. 

"I love you too, Ione." He says. I shake my head in disappointment

"No Harry. You don't understand." I bring his face closer to me. "I love you," I whisper and peck his lips. "I'm in love with you." I look up at him and see his eyes being wide. My heart falls.

"Wh-what?" He stutters, and in this moment I wish I hadn't said anything.

"I am in love with you Harry, okay? I have been for years. Before you even knew I existed. And don't ask me how it's possible to be in love with love with someone who doesn't know you, because it is." I breathe heavily. I look up at him and he's standing frozen. "I had came to terms with the fact that you would never love me, because you didn't know me back then, but then we met, and what I was feeling became bigger. I had hopes that maybe, now that you know me, you would fall for me." I smile bitterly. "Now I know that life isn't a fairytale, but you make it seem like one." I look at him expecting something to fall from his lips, anything.

He looks at me with the most undefined expression. "I-I have to go." He gets up and briskly strides to my window. "Uh...Have a Happy Christmas, Ione." That's all he says before he disappears.

I feel the small pieces of my heart breaking even more. Becoming dust. My knees give up. My body falls on the floor like it's unconscious. The tears pooling in my eyes, create rivers on my complexion. I didn't think that I would have any tears left by now. But I'm wrong. I hug my knees to my chest and let everything out.

Merry Christmas, Ione!

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So... this is probably the most important chapter in the story 'cause from now on a new era begins for both of them. I have a lot in store. This story is not ending soon. 

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