Travis x Reader

Chapter 11 "Answer the Question"

Your POV

I was walking to school as thunder struck and it rained hard. Wait...I thought I was on summer break? I thought to myself. I heard the thunder again...and I saw a figure in the distance, Travis? I thought. I ran over to it as the wind blew. "Travis..." I ran over. As I saw the figure walk slowly to me I saw it was not Travis, but my mom. "Y/N...Travis would not answer the question..." What question? I asked in my head. "Mom, what question?" Then, I heard my mom scream and she was struck by lightning! "MOM!!!"

Back into real life...

That was just a dream...thank god it was just a dream. I felt sweat fall off my forehead. I am at the camp...it's okay now... I told myself. "What question?" I whispered again and again out loud. I went back to tonight's dinner memory...I accidentally heard my mom whisper in Travis's ear, "Travis...you did not answer me." I teared up...what will he not tell me?...there are no secrets between us...right? I wanted to ask my mom, "What did you talk to Travis about?" But, I was afraid if it was a personal question.

Travis's POV

"How well do you really care about my daughter?" It played over and over. My question is...why would she ask that? I thought. I also kept thinking about the marriage question. Am I the one Y/N needs. Do I deserve her? Should I marry her? I thought and thought. I don't want to tell Y/N's mom, because it could be too soon. But...

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Yes. Yes, I would marry Y/N.
I want the best for her...if I belong to her, then...I clam her to be my future wife. My love...my true love. This is what I want...and if she wants this also, I'm her's. I am all her's. I smiled to myself...admitting that to myself was, pretty hard but I want to re-answer Mrs. L/N's question, "How well do you really care about my daughter?" How do I want to answer this? "Your daughter means the whole world to me...and she means so much that...I want her to be my wife. That's how well I care about your daughter." I whispered to myself. I might have seemed too young to answer that but, I needed to. Y/N is my love and, I want her.

Your POV

I could not sleep. What question? I asked myself. I sat up, maybe...Travis is not hiding anything. Maybe, it's just nothing important. But, I felt scared after that. This does not feel right...I need someone to sleep with me. I am scared. I thought. I got out of my tent...as I did so I saw Travis getting up too. "Travis, you could not sleep either?" I whispered. He nodded, "Shh. I don't want my mom to know but, I can't sleep without you." We headed into my tent. "Good night babe." He whispered as we both shared the pillow. It was really long so, two people could sleep on it. "Night." I answered.