Myths

I wake with a jolt, clutching my heart and gasping.
What was that noise?
I wipe sweat off my forehead and take steady pants.

I flip on the bedside lamp at my table and snuggle under the sheets, trying to calm down my beating fast-as-heck heart.

Suddenly, I see my old bookcase rattle.
No big deal. Probably the wind.

Wait.. but my window's closed..
What?!
I didn't open it!

I get up to nervously slam down the window and when I slip back, I realize my covers aren't here.
Wait. What?

"Max?" I call softly, but only hear him snore from the other room.
What is this?

"3 AM," I mumble to myself, looking up at the clock.
I have exams tomorrow, I need sleep!

When I hear the whisper, my heart stops beating.
5 male voices, arguing. I turn, but I can't see anything..

"Niall, goddamn move!"
"Make me!"
"LOUIS! You're stepping on my foot!"
"Sorry I'm not sorry, Zayn!"
"You're all - OW. LIAM!"
"Make some space, idiots!"

What the hell are these voices in my head doing?!

I murmur the chant again under my breath.

It was a bad decision once I saw the windy swirls.

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