2 am

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y/ns pov

i wake up to the cold air in connor and is shared bedroom and notice it's still pitch dark outside. i get goosebumps quickly so i bring the blanket up to my chest and go to lay in connors arms. the problem is, connor isn't next to me. i instantly look at the bathroom and see that the light isn't on

"connor?" i say quietly with a scared tone

"babe are you here?" i ask softly walking out our room and to the living room cause sometimes he comes in here to watch tv if he can't sleep. i'm startled by the garage door opening. i jump and fall the the ground from fear until i notice that it's connor.

"sweetheart?" i hear him ask coming closer to me and helping me off the ground

"why are you crying baby?" he asks alarmed while bringing me into his chest

"you scared me. i thought you let and then when you opened the door i got really scared" i explained and connor smiles

"my sweet girl" connor says lifting up my chin with his index and middle finger

"i'm not ever going to leave you. i just went into the garage to get toilet paper cause there were no more under the sink" connor kisses me then my forehead and then my nose

"let's go back to sleep" he says taking my hand and walking upstairs

"what time is it anyways?" i ask quietly laying on our bed

"2 am love" he says bringing me onto his chest and into dreamland

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