You were on tour with Mark, Jacob and Loren. The hotel room you were staying in was huge, and it had a family room, kitchen, and four bedrooms. Mark and Jacob decided to share one, and Loren and I each wanted our own.
You jolted up from the bed, a loud scream coming out of your mouth. You were breathing very heavily. You quickly looked around you. Tears filled your eyes, and then they rolled down your cheeks. Then the door flew open, and Mark ran to you, and sat next to you on the edge of the bed.
"Oh my gosh, Liv, are you okay? What happened baby?" He was rubbing your back and comforting you.
"Did it happen again?"
You nodded your head.
"Awh, baby, it's okay. You're okay." He pulled up the covers, and got into bed. He gentally pulled you down so that you were laying down again. You turned so that you were both facing each other. Mark put his left hand on your cheek.
"Baby, look at me. Look at me." You took your hands away from your face, and looked into his eyes.
"It's okay. You're okay, you're fine. It was just a dream. You're totally fine. I'm here." He rubbed your back again, as he nuzzled his head closer to you.
"Shhh. It's alright. Just breath."
He went to get up out of bed. He started walking toward the door.
"Try to go back to sleep, okay?"
"Okay."
He started to walk out.
"No, Mark, wait!"
He turned back around.
"Yeah?"
"Can you just stay with me a little bit longer? Please?"
"Okay." He came back into bed and cuddled with you, until you dozed off in his arms.
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Choey Imagines
FanfictionImagines about Charles Gitnick, Joey Birlem, and Mark Thomas. Enjoy!
