Mikey's pov

The home was dark as I walked about. Y/n was fast asleep. Every now and then I'd check on her, but I was growing bored.

When I entered her room for about the thirteenth time, I just gazed at her. She's still sleeping... what is there to do?

I began leaving, when I saw a strange light show through the window. My eyes went wide, and I hid underneath her bed. Holy shit... what was that!? A tank!? Do tanks have lights!? No... they don't have lights! But... what if they do here!? Oh god!

"Y/n!" I cried, terrified, "Y/n! Wake up!" She groaned, I brought myself back out from under her bed, "I saw a light! Are we being attacked!?"

"What?" She whispered, "What the fuck is going on? What time is it?" She rubbed her tired eyes.

"I saw this light! I think it was a tank! The German bastards are coming for us!"

"A light? From where?"

"It came up through the window and went through the room." I explained, panicking.

"Mikey, it was just a car probably."

"A car!?" I ran to the window. Gazing out, I couldn't quite see anything as it was so dark.

"Yeah, it's okay," She spoke in the midst of a yawn. I began to calm myself, "Mikey, just cause it looks strange doesn't mean it will blow up, okay?"

"Okay..."

"Now, I'm going back to sleep..."

"Wait," I stepped towards the bed, "Uhm, I just, I don't know what to do with myself when I can't talk with you."

"Go watch infomercials or something..." She spoke so tiredly, obviously not wanting to talk.

"Oh... okay... I guess I'll go do that. Goodnight..."

"Goodnight..." She spoke. I stood there for a moment, gazing at her. Then, another light grazed through the window, and I hid back underneath her bed. Fear spiked through my veins.

If I were able to breath, it would be increasing. My heart beat would as well. Each time I blinked, I was back on the beach of Normandy. What the fuck is happening!?

Another flash occurred, I curled up into a ball, unable to calm myself. My hands were shaking and I felt the sand beneath my body. The specks on my glasses were so clear.

"Mikey!" I turned, for a split second I saw my older brother, when I opened my eyes and found myself underneath Y/n's bed again.

"Mikey?" I heard her speak. Panicky, I turned over, "Mikey? Where are you?"

"He... hello..."

"Are you under the bed?" He voice still sounded tired.

"Yeah...yeah..." I stuttered.

"Are you okay?"

"I uhm... I dunno..." My hands were still shaking just like the ton of voice I took. She got up from her bed, and sat down on the floor, gazing to where she believed I lay.

"Mikey, what's going on?" I didn't answer, "I heard you crying..."

"Crying?" And that's when I realized, tears were trickling down my cheek.

"Are you having a panic attack? Or something?"

"A what?"

"It's like... when you panic..."

"I dunno..."

"You wanna come out?" She asked.

"Uhm..." I thought for a moment, feeling the terror and strange feelings leave my body just a little bit, "Yeah..." My hands still shook, and I didn't feel quite right. I climbed out from underneath so I faced her.

Without even thinking, I gazed at her for only a moment, before wrapping my arms around her. But I immediately pulled away with wide eyes.

"I'm... I'm so sorry..." I stuttered. Her eyes met the direction of my voice, and sent me a sad smile.

"Mikey, it's okay..." She held her arms out. I hesitated for a moment.

"But, I don't... I don't wanna hurt you."

"You're not gonna hurt me. I can handle the cold." She reassured.

"Okay..." I brought my arms back around her and hid my face in the crook of her neck. She's so warm... I never wanna let go...

"Wanna tell me what happened?"

"Uhm... yeah..." I spoke as the last of my tears left my eyes, "I just..." Her body began shaking, so I pulled away, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, you didn't hurt me."

"Y/n?" I asked, gazing at her.

"Mikey?"

"I uhm... something weird happened..." I began, "A car drove by again. I just, got scared. I hid under your bed, and then my hands were shaking... and... and whenever I closed my eyes, I saw... I saw the beach..."

"Normandy?" I nodded, then remembered she couldn't see me.

"Yes..." I said, "I was back there. I felt the sand underneath my body, and then... I... I saw my brother... calling for me..." I stopped for a moment, "A dream... maybe..."

"Was it exactly like what happened? Were you at war?"

"No," I shook my head, "I was on the ground, and Gerard was coming towards me. I got a glimpse of him. He was calling for me. Or... or something..." I said, "He was looking for me."

"Anything else?"

"Where was I?" I asked before even comprehending her question, "There wasn't much. I know I was in Normandy, but it felt so... so... off..."

"Off?"

"Uhuh, I dunno how to describe it. I mean, it wasn't raining, it felt cleaner than when we fought. Do you think it means something?"

"I have no idea..." She said, then yawned, "C'mere..." She got up from the floor and stretched.

"Oh, wait, you should get some sleep!" I spoke, getting up as well.

"No, I'm too invested in this. I don't have classes tomorrow anyways." Pretty girl sat down on her bed and began pulling out the thing with the screen and the keyboard and buttons.

"Are you sure it's okay?" I asked. She gazed towards my voice.

"Yeah, I'll be okay." A reassuring smile formed on her pretty face.

"What're you doing with that?" I asked, gazing past her shoulder towards the screen.

"I'm gonna learn about dreams and see if it has anything to do with what happened to you."

"Woah, you can do that!?" I asked, astonished.

"Yeah, c'mere..." She scooted over and patted the spot on the bed.

"You want me to sit? On the bed? With you?" She nodded.

"If you'd like to..." Woah...

"Oh I want to!" I sat down beside her, now being able to see the screen better.

For the rest of the night she was typing things in, we'd read articles, and watch these things she called 'YouTube videos'. I was absolutely mesmerized by the concept.

A video going over dream theories was playing, when I gazed back towards her, she appeared to be sleeping.

"Y/n...?" I quietly whispered, she didn't speak. Okay she is sleeping... aww... on my shoulder... I feel so happy... I like this...

"... sometimes," The video spoke, I began trying to figure out how to turn it off, when it said something interesting, "Dreams may even be projections of your past life. Snippets of past memories pasted together to create a short story as you sleep." Woah...

"Ghosts, wether you believe in them or not, do something similar to this. They see these snippets of their old life pasted together if... if they see something that reminds them of their old life. It's almost like a, a form of PTSD or having some sort of panic attack from seeing a trigger." PTSD? Trigger? What?

The man began talking about other things related to ghosts. Most of these claims were very outlandish and wrong. Wow... this guy doesn't know anything... I can't fly...

As I breathed a short chuckle, I began gazing around the keyboard. Off switch... where are you?

My fingers ran up and down the keys, not pressing them. Eventually, I spotted a promising little button at the top of the keyboard. I hope I'm right... I don't want this to explode...

Very carefully, I pressed the button, and the screen turned black. Did I break it!? Oh I hope not...

Nervously, I gazed back at the pretty girl asleep beside me. I hope she won't get mad if I did...

Then, I folded the thing in half as I had seen Y/n do. I set it on her nightstand, and just, sat there, gazing at her sleepy figure. She's adorable... pretty girl...

Without much thought, I kissed the top of her head. She moved slightly, but didn't wake up. I wish I wasn't so cold... maybe then I could really hug her... she's so warm... so kind to me... so... pretty...

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Ok I made up the thing abt ghost dreams n shit idk what goes on in ghosts heads ok? Ok. And also I should add in psychology we learned that dreams are just snippets of our memories pasted together to create a story. Soooo yeahhh. Dreams don't actually mean anything, but I mean if ur into smthn that does say they mean smthn I'm not gonna yell at you, believe what you want idc. That's just what I learned. Anyways, sorry I haven't posted here in awhile, been busy posting for other books. And also school. Have a mesmerizing day~peace out cheesebags