Our Graveyard

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Arny and I were on our way back to the apartment when he linked his arm with mine and started leading me down a different road. I wanted to ask him where we were going but I was quite positive that he was going to withhold that information from me until we actually got there.

ARNY POV

" Don't even think about asking me where we are going!"

"Haha I wasn't going to!"

Their laugh was intoxicating, I couldn't get enough of them. Their touch was the only thing keeping me alive, almost quite literally, Without them I don't know where I would be. I was leading them somewhere I spent a lot of time. This place was special and I wanted to share it with them.

"Okay now close your eyes and I will lead you the rest of the way."

They hesitated for only a moment but did as they were told and closed their eyes with a smile on their face. I waved my hand in front of them, I don't know why I've just seen a lot of people in the movies do it. I guided them the rest of the way and we were finally at our destination. I took a second just to look at them and enjoy the moment.

Y/N POV

We suddenly came to a halt and I waited for a bit and wondered what was going on so I peaked just a little bit to see what was going on, when I saw him looking directly at me so intensely. I immediately closed my eyes and began to feel super hot.

"Hey cheater keep your eyes closed!"

"Whaaattt? I would never do such a thing!"

I smiled a little to myself. He huffed and gave a little chuckle.

" Okay love nowww you can open your eyes!"

I began to open my eyes and realized that it was much darker, the lights of the city barley kept this place from being completely dark. And the noises of the city added to the ambiance, we were at a graveyard.

He took all of my grocery's in one hand and in his other hand he grabbed onto mine and led me deeper into the cemetery. It was so peaceful and the weather outside was perfect. He lead me to a bench that was under a tree and next to a lamppost. He laid down my groceries and we both took a seat. We sat in comfortable silence for only a little while, until he turned to face me.

" I have always wanted to take someone here, I usually come here on my own with some music just to relax for a little bit. I was waiting until the right person came along."

He began to smile and slightly touch my hand, he was making the first move but wanted me to take the initiative, and I firmly grabbed his hand in mine.

"What music do you normally listen to?"

He pulled out and old MP3 player that I haven't seen since 2008 along with some worn out headphones.

"I found these one day on the street, I waited for a couple of weeks to see if someone would come by and pick them up and they never did, so I decided to take them and fix them up myself."

He plug the headphones and handed me an ear bud.

" I promise you they are clean haha!"

"I didn't say anything!" I giggled to myself, 'how did he always manage to know exactly what I was thinking?'

I took it and placed it in my ear and they began to play some music. The first song that played was To My Future Wife... by Jon Bellion. I had heard Jon Bellions music before and loved every song that ever played. As the song played I leaned my head on his shoulder and just enjoyed his presence and his calming aura. I don't know how long we were like that until I felt like I was being placed down and a small kiss was placed on my forehead but I was to tired to figure out what was going on.

I woke up very suddenly and my eyes immediately flashed open. I could move anything but my eyes, I tried to move my fingers or toes but I couldn't succeed. I began to panic and kept being thrown between consciousness and unconsciousness and I felt like I couldn't breath. I tried to speak out but I couldn't I began to jolt trying to get oxygen to my lungs. This was scarier than anything that has ever happened to me. 'Was this my sleep paralysis?'

I couldn't think straight and tears began to stream down my cheeks, at least I knew I could feel my tears. I tried to focus on anything that would keep me calm, I wanted... no I needed Arny right now. I saw a big black orb appear above my head when a very dark figure appeared right in front of my face I tried to scream but it only made breathing harder. It had deep red eyes and sharp teeth that were inches away from my eyes but I couldn't close them. I started to lose consciousness and not like I had before I began to slip away from reality, from everything.

I could feel a slight warmth on my left shoulder I tried to focus on it but I couldn't. I heard a very muffled voice but I couldn't make it out, 'Was it Arny?' I tried to focus on it more and more but I couldn't I was slipping away and very fast, I was utterly paralyzed. Before everything disappeared. A song began to play, I couldn't make it out at first but it began to get louder and clearer. It was Jon Bellion, the song me and Arny were listening to either. 'What was the name of the song again?'

"Come on y/n you know the name of the song! THINK HARDER PLEASE!"

"Jon... Jon Bellion..."

"Yes you've got this I know you do, please you have to get this."

"To My Future Wife..."

"Thank god!"

He took a big deep breath and sank down onto my bed more. He reached his hand over to caress my face, and he pushed my fly stands of hair behind my ear.

"I'm so so thankful you're okay."

He placed a long kiss on my forehead, when he brought my head to his and feel his energy. I took a breath in to deepen our connection, he felt like home.

ARNY POV

They had finally drifted back off to sleep in my arms. 'This one was definitely the worst, I didn't think that I could bring them back this time.' I couldn't stand the thought of losing them, I had to find a way to fix this and fast. I began to run my hand through their hair slowly taking away the memories of what had just occurred. I couldn't let them remember what was happening it would only make their condition worse. I just decided to lay with them in my arms until the sun began to rise. I wasn't gonna let anything happen to them, ever.

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