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He Comforts You After a Nightmare

Harry: You tossed and turned in your sleep, whimpering as faded, dark images haunted your dreams. Your hair was damp to your forehead with sweat, and you couldn't sit still as you were plagued by these images. Harry was awoken by your consistent movement, groggy, but he jolted wide awake upon seeing your distraught face. He pulled you close to his bare chest, enclosing you completely in his arms, "[Y/N]? [Y/N]?" Harry murmured gently, "Wake up, love. Wake up." You sat up with a small shriek, tears flooded your eyes as you recollected your dream. Harry gently pushed you back to his chest, humming softly into your hair as you tucked yourself in the crook of his neck. "Sssh," Harry cooed, "You're safe now. I'm right here. I've got you. Easy, baby." Harry held you until you fell back asleep, and stayed awake long after, singing softly in your ear to keep the bad dreams away.

Liam: You found yourself sitting in a basement room, Liam tied up to a chair, and some masked villain threatening to kill him. "Liam! LIAM! LI!" You screamed, sobbing, trying to barter with the man and save Liam's life. Suddenly, you felt yourself being shaken awake, and your eyes shot open. "[Y/N]!" Liam was gently straddled you, hands on your shoulders, his large eyes wide with worry. "Liam!" You started crying, sitting up and throwing yourself into his arms. "Oh god, oh god, he was going to kill you!" "Oh, baby," Liam held you close and rubbed your back, "No one's here, I'm alive. No one's going to hurt me, or you." You pulled back from Liam, sniffling. "You promise?" Liam nodded, kissing your nose, "I promise. Do you want some tea, now?"

Zayn: "This isn't going to work anymore...," you heard Zayn's voice echoing back through your mind, but it sounded distant. Alone. "No!" You started crying, "Why are you doing this?! Why, Zayn? WHY...," you trailed off, crying and shaking in your sleep. The movement awoke Zayn, who sat up in bed. He reached over and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his lap and waking you up. "What's wrong, [Y/N]?" Zayn asked gently, brushing your hair from your face. "You... you broke up with m-me," you sniffled, laying your head on your chest. "Well," Zayn simply stated, "That's how you know it was a dream. Never gonna happen. Okay?" You nodded, still holding back a few tears. Zayn kissed you gently, "Would you like me to sing you to sleep?" You smiled a little, nodding. Only a few verses into 'Little Things', and you were asleep.

Louis: Unfortunately, you had been plagued with bad, terrible nightmares for most of your life. You had avoided spending the night at Louis' because of this for a long time, but when you finally told him, he was more insistent that you stay so he could comfort you. He had quickly become the only person who could calm you down after these night terrors, and developed a well skilled routine. So when you woke up, screaming, one evening, he knew exactly what to do. Louis scooped you up, close to his warm body, and carried you straight to the bathroom. He started a hot bath, and sat you on the toilet. Gently placing his hands on your face, rubbing his thumbs across your cheek. "Breathe, [Y/N]," he cooed. "It's all going to be okay." His voice instantly soothed you, your eyelids becoming droopy again. He picked you up and set you both in the bath, rubbing your shoulders and body until you fell asleep again.

Niall: You were shaking in your sleep one night, due to another awful nightmare, red and black pictures of losing your friends and family clouding your vision. You jolted awake, and tears sprung to your eyes. You turned over to your sleeping Niall, and gently nudged him. "Ni?" You whimpered. "Yeah, love?" His groggy voice echoed back, muffled from the pillows. "I had a nightmare," you weakly whispered, sitting up in bed with your arms around yourself. Niall picked his head up from the pillows and looked at you. "Is that right?" You nodded, biting your lip. "Awe, Princess," he held one arm up, motioning for you to come tuck yourself into his chest. You scooted over and laid back down, Niall's arms wrapping around you and him placing his head on yours. "The dreams can't get you here, love," he whispered, before both of you fell back asleep.

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