☆ Jonah's POV ☆
It's been about a week since me and Zach started dating and I have to say I didn't know how much I needed him until now. I've never felt happier. We have been keeping to our selves a lot lately. My eyes fluttered open exposing them to the darkness that flooded the room. I turned over to check my phone to check what time it was. I turned it on, 12:38 it read. As I turned it off I saw a bright flash of light on the window. Lightning, followed by a loud boom. It was weird I woke from a storm. I usually sleep through it. Then I remembered that Zach hated thunderstorms.
With every loud boom he inched closer to my chest. With the third strike I wrapped my arms around him so he feels safe. He instantly gave in, his face buried in my chest. "It's okay baby, I got you," I said while stroking my fingers through his chocolate colored hair, just to make sure he feels safe.
"Jonah," he said
"Yes baby?"
"Promise you'll never leave me," he said looking up at me.
"I promise," I said kissing the top of his head.
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(i took out the trash)
