Jon Cozart's POV
I go to bed with a huge smile on my face.
Thomas came to my house and nothing disastrous happened!
....except when you checked out his butt...
I climb into bed and snuggle into my blankets. Reaching to my dresser, I grab my laptop and pull my phone out of my pyjama pants.
I startup my computer as I check my notifications. Once my computer is started I check my email, then my Youtube account. After all of that, I grab my earbuds and start my nightly dose of Youtube.
I scroll through my Youtube and look for something good to watch. After a minute or two of scrolling, I decide to rewatch Phil is Not on Fire.
I watch as Dan and Phil banter, answer questions, and sneak glances at each other.
God, I think, just bang already.
As the video comes to a close, I check the time, 2:38. I yawn and close my laptop. Turning to my side, I transfer my earbuds to my phone and hit shuffle.
Just as I'm about to drift off to sleep I hear something. I take out my earbuds and listen closer. I hear what must be Thomas sitting up and taking in a shaky breath.
I sit up and listen closely. I tune in as Thomas shifts on the couch, take a few deep breaths, and lay back down.
I want to go check on him. I want to make sure he's okay, and if he isn't, I want to be the one to hold him.
But I better not push it.
Sighing, I lie back down. I toss and turn for a little while longer until the thought of Thomas and me snuggling brings me to sleep.
(Hey guys! Does the last chapter make a little more sense now? No? Yes? Just wait until I post Thomas's POV, it'll make even more sense. Do you like this chapter? This book? Let me know! Well, gtg. You know the drill! BYEEEEEEE!)
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Your Voice Is My Alarm Clock (A Jon Cozart And Thomas Sanders Fanfic)
Fanfiction:::"No Thomas! I'm done following you around like a lost puppy!" "Jon, you never-" "I'm done Tommy," his voice goes from angry to heartbroken, "I'm just done." "Jon? What are you..." "I said I'm done Thomas and I meant it." I hear him pick s...
