anchor ~ e.matthews

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y/n pov-

i sat at my desk, my eyes quickly scanning notes after notes for history. the assessment was in a couple days and although i had been studying my ass off, i still felt like it wasn't enough. my lovely and dim witted boyfriend, eric, lay on my bed, he was playing with one of my dogs chew toys and seemed pretty preoccupied by the small squeaker.

this history test was getting to me, eric on the other hand was unbothered, but me, no, i had to be the stressed one. i always was, but never this stressed. this test counted for half my grade, i needed to do well, perfect, in this test otherwise i could never go yale, or get a good degree or a good life or get-

"y/n!"

eric's voice distracted me from my hyperventilating session. the dog toy lay beside him, discarded and he now just stared ant me. "y/n, are you okay?" 

"yeah, yeah i'm fine." please believe me, please believe me. "no your not." dammit eric. "yes i am." she shook his head at me. "i am okay, just drop it." i snapped at him. i didn't mean to snap at him. hanging my head, i listened to the small sound of the springs in my mattress creaking. eric's soft footsteps travelled closer to me.

"you can stop hyperventilating now."

his voice was a lot closer now. i still didn't look up at him though. "hey, look at me." i didn't. i heard him groan before placing his fingers beneath my chin, forcing me to look dead into his big and soft eyes. "it's gonna be alright, you're gonna ace this test. there is no reason to worry." i pull away slightly, crossing my arms over my chest. "easy for you to say, you have a feeny test, i have miss snider, she hates me, and everyone else in my class." 

i met eric's eyes, he held a smug look on his face. "don't give me that look." and he just got smugger. "eric." i said in a warning tone, "eri-" i was cut off when he pulled me out of the seat. i felt his arms latch around my waist and my feet were taken off the floor as i wrapped my arms around his neck tightly. "eric what are you doing?"

he didn't respond, he just started walking me somewhere, "eric?" again he didn't respond, and then he jumped. we both fell onto my bed, "eric!" i tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he wouldn't let me go. "nah uh, you aren't leaving my arms for the rest of the night." i continued to try and wriggle out but he flipped us over so that now he was laying on top of me. 

"eric!"

"ericccc." he copied me in a whiny voice. "y/n." i tried to wriggle out more but eventually just gave up. eric used one hand to hover over me, his other still wrapped around my wiast. "eric i need to-"

"stay here with me. i agree y/n."

i giggled at him. he leaned down to me, nestling his head in my neck. i ran my hands through his soft hair lightly, he placed dainty kisses on my neck, "eric?" i whispered as he lifted his head up. "yes darling?" 

"thank you."

he smiled down at me before i pulled his head down lightly connecting our lips, he was eager to kiss back making me giggle into it. "i. will. do. anything. for. you. my. love." eric said between planting kisses all over my face, the last one going to my lips. "you are my anchor eric." 

"yes, and you are mine my lovely darling lovely girl." 

i laughed at the name before eric captured me in a kiss once again. i did no more studying that afternoon.

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