Connor x reader

Realization

All of a sudden two arms wrapped themselves around my waist from behind. "C-Connor?" You nitwit! Who else could it be??

"I have something to confess." He moved my hair out of the way so he could bury his face into the bend of my neck.

"Wha-.. What?"

"It was me."

"What do you-"

"I was your so-called 'stalker'."

I had suddenly lost the ability to speak. Connor was the man who took care of me, treated me like a queen for nearly three months.. He just didn't seem like the stalker type, either. He's soo sweet and innocent..

"You are not speaking. Are you angry with me?" He loosened his grip a little from waist. I didn't respond, well, I COULDN'T.

"Listen to me and listen good," he turned me around to face him. I couldn't look at him so I looked at my lap. "Look at me, (your name)." He demanded in his smooth, monotone voice. "I said look at me." He sounded angrier than the time before.. I wasn't used to this.. I looked up at him a little which was the best that I could do at the moment. Connor took my chin between his thumb and index finger to make me look at him.

He wasn't pinching, just holding me and guiding me to look at him. When my eyes were on his, he took my shoulders. Leaving my chin and face free. "You can start over, you can run free, you can find other fish in the sea. You can pretend it's not meant to be, BUT YOU CAN'T STAY AWAY FROM ME." I sat there mortified at his words. I was still unable to speak.

Did he really just say that? Was this all a dream? Or perhaps a nightmare? If it is, someone needs to wake me the fuck up, like, now. I couldn't even form words..

"Dear, you have lost your voice.. Allow me to help you with that."