3rd Hour

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Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young.
-Die Young by Ke$ha.
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Cameron held my hand tighter and tighter. My palms were sweating. I watched the clock. It has been our 3rd Hour. "I'm kinda scared" he whispered. "I'm scared too" I said. There was a bunch of rumbling. "Shh!"
"Sorry!"
"Shut up'"
"Okay goddamn"
There was silence after that. I started to have a panic attack. "What if we die tonight? What if we die young?"
"Shh it's okay I have confidence in us."
"But still," I proceeded.
"What if this is the last night of our lives?"
"It's okay" he put his arm around me and pulled me close.
He was warm, I almost fell asleep.
"Awh" he said
"You've got to stay away, baby."
I yawned
"I know, Cam. You're so warm I just wanna sleep." I dozed off again
"Liz!"
"Sorry"
There were no more noises and no more voices.
Cam held his weapon against him and got up to go check the house.
I

try not to let this drag me down
But I might have bad blood with someone
Maybe in my wildest dreams
In this photograph
I cannot fathom my thoughts into words.
I try to go to my comfort zone.
Where I'm safer
And happier
With Cameron.
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Short chapter sorry! Hope you found the 4 song titles. Anyway here's your update. I'm sorry I have been super busy! I love yall!
Peace out!

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