John Connor Pt 2

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"Oh shit," John said.

I groaned and rubbed my forehead again. "Can we just get back on the road, we're losing time?" I asked as I climbed in the backseat of the car once again. I really didn't want to continue this road trip, but the awkwardness was going make me sick. I shut the door before anyone could tell me different, and stared straight ahead, avoiding everyone's eyes.

Of course, there it was. A great friendship ruined. This time John day with me in the backseat and Sarah moved to the front. They kept switching places due to the fact that it was probably and easy way to stretch around.
I could feel John's eyes on me and I literally wanted to jump out of the car and roll on the hot asphalt.
I could feel John inching his way closer to my side of the car. I could practically feel the body heat radiating off of him by now. I looked out the window, watching the desert terrain pass by. There was nothing interesting to look at, I just wanted to escape.
John gently tapped my hand with his fingers. I looked at him.
"Are you ok?" He mouthed at me. I nodded.
"I don't believe you." He whispered near my ear.
"Well, you seem fine altering learning we are destined to be with each other. Don't you find that a tad overwhelming?" I asked quietly.
"I mean at this point, I don't even know if I can be shocked. My father is from the future. I have a cyborg body guard, and I'm destined to be the leader of the resistance in a war against machines. This is likely this most normal news I've heard in quite a while." John replied.
"So you're not shocked?" I asked.
"Not really. I knew someday you weren't gonna be able to resist me." I slapped his shoulder. "Ow! Why the hell did you do that?"
"You know why." I replied.
"I'm sorry. I know you hate it when I get cocky. I apologize. But are you really surprised? I mean we're already attached at the hip Y/N!"
"I don't know, I mean it's weird." I replied.
"What? Is it weird to imagine us together or weird to consider us attached at the hip?"
"No, it's just that I thought I would always be like the first person to die and stuff, but here I am leaning that I am in live with the leader of resistance and there's a possibility if we win the war against cyborgs I could be birthing basically the next round of our population."
"Yeah, I guess that is kind of weird, but like just know that I'll always protect you as much as I can. I promise." John has grabbed my hand and I looked at him and smiled. He looked in the  front seat to make sure none of them were watching before leaning forward and kissing me. It was a quick kiss but it still knocked the breath out of my lungs.
"So, are you to ready to mate yet?" The terminator asked.
"REALLY?!" We shouted.

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