The next morning, I suddenly wake up, sweating. I look to my left to find Ayden, sleeping calmly. What the hell? I'm sweating and breathing hard. Was what had happened just a dream?
"Hey, hey what's wrong?" I hear Ayden ask me as he sits up. I turn to him and wrap my arms tight around him.
"Please don't ever leave me." I cry into his chest.
"I would never leave you." He assures me. Ayden pulls away to look at me. "What happened?" he asks me as he wipes away the tears streaming down my face.
"I had a horrid dream." I barely say.
"What was it?" he asks me.
"You disappeared... from my life. No one knew who you were. Nathan was my boyfriend, Carter hadn't talked to me in years and Noah didn't know who I was." I cry.
"What? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Mol." Ayden pulls me into his chest.
"And no one ever called me Mol. It was always Molly." I mutter into his bare chest.
"Well you never have to go through that again. I'll always be here." He says, lifting my chin up to look at him. "Always." He says again.
"Thank you." I whisper to him.
"I love you." Ayden says to me. There we go again with this 'I love you' stuff. I don't know if I love him or not. I'm just so confused and it's scary, honestly. I look up at Ayden and place a soft kiss on his lips.
"Do you want to ring Nathan?" Ayden asks me as he gets out of bed.
"Yeah." I say, feeling around for my phone. I look at the charger connected to the wall and follow it until I see my phone. I unplug it and dial Nathan's number.
"Molly?" Nathan's morning voice echoes through my head. I forgot I'm five hours ahead of them. It's eleven here so it's six in the morning there. Oops.
"Hey, sorry I didn't mean to wake you. I forgot about the time difference." I honestly tell him.
"It's fine, I can always go back to sleep. What's up?" he asks me.
"I wanted to talk to you about that video you put up, you know, the one I said not to put up." I humorously tell him.
"Hey, I wasn't going to put it up, but then we started losing viewers and fans and people were sending you hate. People were saying how you don't really like him; how you're just using him for fame. But they needed to see the truth, so I put it up." Nathan explains, sounding more awake now.
"Well you still could've told me before you put it up." I say back to him.
"Sorry about that. Have you checked Twitter?" he asks me.
"Not yet." I answer.
"Okay, well you do that, I'm going to go back to sleep." Nathan tells me.
"Alright." I slightly laugh.
"Goodnight." He says and I hang up the phone.
"I'm going to have a shower." Ayden says, popping his head into the bedroom.
"Okay." I simply reply.
"Join me?" he asks, half laughing.
"No, thanks." I laugh.
"Kidding.... Sort of." He says and leaves the room. I laugh to myself at his cuteness.
I grab Ayden's laptop and go onto Twitter. It's already logged onto Ayden's, so I decide to look around a little. It's not snooping, is it? His interactions are crazy, even I don't have this many. He's getting thousands a second. Yeah, no, I'm going on mine.
