As you slept that night, you were unaware of the eyes that watched you. Resting peacefully, you turned and breathed softly.
Tate liked the way you slept. Ever since you moved into the house he couldn't stop watching you.
Tate walked closer to you and reached his hand out to you. For a moment he hesitated, he placed his hand on your head. His movements were slow, taking in every moment.
You awoke to his face, were you dreaming or was he really there?
"Tate? Is that you?" You asked gently. Suddenly he disappeared.
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Something about (y/n) makes feel safe, (y/n) is like a light in my world. This is strange, I never felt like this before.
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Tate x Reader twisted nerve
Roman d'amourA book where the reader is the main protagonist of the story. As you read you will find that you live in the infamous house with a bloody history, an unsettling feeling of being watched by an unknown presence... a mysterious young man befriends you...
