Don't wanna be without you

*Dream* I looked around to see a large shadow in front of me. There stood a tall, fat beast looking ready to gobble me up in whole. I started to panic so I quickly screamed for help, although I knew it was almost useless. I didn't stop screeching until the creature pinned me down to the hard pavement, nearly snapping my soft and weak arm. I had black blood all over my pale skin and it was only shortly after that I heard a male voice shout to the thing on top of me. It was no use. I then felt all of the weight being lifted off me as I tried to control my shaky breathing. My unknown hero had shot the beastly things head right off, making me gag in shock. The muscular man lifted me calmly off the ground and carried me easily to the restroom. His soft British accent spoke, asking me what my name was. I just replied with a whisper and said "Sophie". He softly spoke and told me his name was Harry. I thought I recognised his sharp voice. It really was him. It was Harry Styles... *End of dream*

The next morning, I woke up with a sore throat, but nothing too major so I could still go to collage. I was studying physiology and I was eager to get out of the hell of collage as I just wanted to help people with their problems because I have an idea of what they have been through after being bullied myself.
I stepped out of bed and jumped straight into my shower. I lived alone with my mum (my best friend basically) because my dad had left us when I was only 10 and we both still don't know why. I'm 19 now and I haven't spoken to him since. I was an only child and I kinda liked it that way because it meant that I couldn't be bothered and could just be more independent.

Mum was still asleep, so I took this time to have a proper long shower and wash away all my worries. I then thought about the dream I had last night and how weird it was. Why would a troll/beast/creature/thing climb on top of me in the middle of nowhere? And why would Harry Styles, and I mean the Harry Styles come and save me?

I got out of the shower, which I spent about 2 hours in by the way, and grabbed my towel, dried myself and got dressed. I wore my tight black jeans and floral print top paired with my flower earrings. My top had long sleeves because of my scars from my old friend, the razor although I hadn't seen it in a while. I suppose that's a good thing, right? I dragged my tired body into my kitchen and grabbed some coco pops and the milk and ate my breakfast. I was absolutely starving. I then watched the news until it was time for me to start my endless day at collage.

Notes

Hey guys, hope you like the first paragraph. This is only the beginning of a very long story which I am so excited about and I just hope you are ready for the journey with Sophie. Let me know what you think and I'll update soon! Bye!