𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 | 𝐟𝐢𝐧.

nightmare

You couldn't move. It was like your legs and arms were glued to the bed. You tried getting out of the tight hold that had you captive. The door swung open, revealing your boyfriend. You sighed in relief, motioning for him to help you but then you noticed the frown on his face.

"Y/N, I think we should break up."

You froze, although it wasn't too hard to do so. You could feel you're heart break, the slight feeling of emptiness inside you growing.

"Why?"

"We've lost it, babe. I've just found someone better. She loves me and actually has time for me."

There he goes again, firing another bullet into your heart. You could feel warm tears travelling down your cheeks. He walked out of the room, leaving you to slowly crumble in darkening room.

You woke up with a start, your wet cheeks making your hair stick to your face. You suddenly broke down crying, alerting your sleeping boyfriend.

"Hey, Hey, shh. What's wrong?"

He wrapped his arms around your sobbing figure, pulling you into his strong hold.

You cried into his neck, taking over 15 minutes to explain your dream to him. He softly laughed, stroking your hair until you felt calmer.

"Well, dream me is stupid. He obviously was blind to how absolutely amazing and beautiful you are. You don't compare to any other lady I've ever dated or seen. I don't plan on leaving you. I love you."

You hungrily attacked his lips, pushing him back on the bed.

"I love you too."

He smiled, pulling you down on top of him. The both of you feel asleep, tangled in each other's arms.