"Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night." - Hal Borland
Preston's POV
My hands clenched the pillow hugging my body when another crack of lightning hit the already wet ground. How in the hell does it storm in summer? It's probably barley four in the morning too. I brought the pillow closer to my body as the rain started pouring harder.
Usually I get a text alert for when it's going to storm, but as usual technology failed me in this one small task. My body started shivering and shaking at the same time when a loud and horrendous thunder sound shoke Dallas.
Stay clam Preston, stay calm everything Is going to be alright. As soon as I finished my sentence my side table lamp started flicking on and off. No way. The lamp went out along with any other electronic devices in my room.
Rain started pooring heavier as I felt tears dwell in the corners of my eyes. I was surrounded by darkness, reminding me of just how much I hate storms.
I remember why I hate storms so much, my dad died in a storm. He and I were on the way back from the mall and then a storm popped out of no where. Dad couldn't really see well since he forgot his glasses at home and did a three sixty right into the middle of a lightpost.
I somehow was sleep when all of this happened but instantly woke up when the loud sound of metal hitting other metal woke me up.
When I woke up there was blood all over me, and the car had been flipped over. So I also so my dad looking at me with death. I remember his cold blood driping on my face and the loud screams I made when his dead hands swept across my eyes.
After some time a fireman pulled me out of the car. I don't remember much of anything else because it happened eleven years go.
Stroms always reminded me of death and disaster. How a human could be dead in a split second.
"Hey Preston, did your ligh-"
I looked up a sleepy looking Rob and say him inch his way to me. My eyes started pouring more tears as another roar of thunder came.
"Preston are you crying?"
I hugged the pillow closer to my chest, trying to calm myself down enough to talk to Rob.
"RRRoob."
I barely could get any words out but I didn't need to. The pillow once hugging my chest was replaced with a pair of strong arms. I put my head in Woofless chest and scooted closer to him.
He tightened his grip on me when another round of thunder came. I could feel myself whimpering and groaning, I probably look like a big baby. I mean what kind of adult is afraid of storms?
"Storms......dad.....car..crash...died.....hate....storms."
Was the only thing I could get out of my sobbing mouth.
"Shh, I'm here now. It'll be okay."
I felt a kiss on my forehead as Rob pulled the blanket around us.
"It'll all be over soon, try to get some rest."
I could feel myself falling asleep to the sound of Robs heartbeat. His heartbeat was distracting me away from the hell storm that was happening outside.
Rob was whispering sweet nothings to me as I felt myself start to drift away, with my body starting to relax more with every heartbeat I heard.
Robs heartbeat is the most peaceful thing in the world.
A/N: THE FEELS
(P.S: In this story who is your favorite character so far? I think mine is either Mitch or Preston but I loves Rob too....I LOVES EVERYONE)
(P.S.S: So um just a quick heads up, I change my profile picture like crazy because I have way to many cute pictures of Rob xD)
(P.S.S.S: Shorter chapter to give more effect)
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The Summer Fling (Poofless AU)
FanfictionNoun, Plural: Flings /Fling/ A short period of enjoyment or wild behavior.