~Dylan's P.O.V.~
I was currently staring at the ceiling waiting for Calum to wake up. I heard a loud groan and the bed moved a little. I turned around and saw Calum putting a shirt on. He turned around and smiled. "Morning." He said as he sat on the bed.
Hey leaned down and pecked my lips. I yawned and closed my eyes. "I'm so tired." I said. He laid next to me and pulled me into him. "What was your dream about?" He asked quietly. My eyes went wide and I breathed in deeply.
"I was walking in the woods and someone came up behind me and put a knife to my neck. You randomly appeared and you kept telling them to leave me alone. But they shot you and then disappeared. I-I-" I had to stop talking because my anxiety was going up.
Calum kissed my cheek and buried his face in the crook of my neck. I looked at my hands and they were shaking. He moved his head and grabbed my hands. "Relax, it's okay." He said. I looked at him and started balling my eyes out.
"No no no, babe. Come here." He said as he sat up and patted his lap. I crawled over to him and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back. "Breathe with me." He said as he started to take deep breaths.
I started to relax but I was still crying. I hate this feeling. It's scary as fuck. I wiped my tears and rested my head on his chest. "I love you Dylan." He said. "I love you too." I replied.
