this was requested by hey_its_tay_xo
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*taylor's pov*
Brendon and I were curled up in bed watching a movie. Final Destination 2 to be exact. Brendon knows I hate that movie but he won't watch anything but scary movies. Brendon kept his arm around me and whenever a scary scene would happen, he would pull me close and whisper sweet nothings.
It's soon came up to Evan's death scene. Brendon has made me watch this movie many times but it still freaks me out. I closed my eyes and buried my face in Brendon's side and he just held me there, rubbing my back.
"Baby, the bad part is over," he said. Then I heard thunder and the movie alone scared the living shit out of me.
"Yeah. . . I'm just gonna turn this off," he stated before turning off the tv.
"Taylor, it's ok. Don't worry you're safe," he whispered soothingly.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to watch this."
"It's fine," I quietly mumbled into his side. Brendon continued to rub my back and calm me down until I fell asleep.
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