Trainwreck |✔️

CHAPTER 41

^^ When Ant got shot so the boys just decide to have a little cuddle set.... we'll ignore the fact Dec shoots Ant 😅

This is the long awaited 41st chapter of Trainwreck, thankyou so much for 5k reads 😍😍 and thankyou for voting for me to write this story, it gave me the motivation to write this chapter and get over my writers block (I kid you not I wrote 2 random half story's + a plot line to work out where to go next and I found it!!) Okay hope you enjoy this ❤️

"DECCC!" I jolted awake from my nightmare, panicked and confused. Hands were holding me down and I did the only thing I knew to do. I fought.

Even though my body ached from exhaustion and my chest was becoming painful from the force of my pants it didn't take much for me to over power the person holding me. I took their wrists and growled lowly as I flipped our positions and pinned my attacker down.

It hardly took me half a second to realise my mistake. Dec's surprisingly calm, luminescent green orbs shone up at me with concerned love. I let go of his wrists and shuffled back on the bed like a guilty dog, my eyes shifted about the room, double checking for any danger before the tension in my body began to disappear some.

Declan sat up and crawled over to kneel before me on the bed. He didn't say a word at first, just placed a hand on my heart and felt the rapid beating beneath his palm. I flinch slightly when he reached up and placed a hand on my cheek. Not because I was scared of being hit, but because I was scared I'd hurt him.

The smaller man frowned in confusion at my reaction and moved his hand across the side of my face, over my ear to caress my jet black hair. I breathed into the silence, looking into his eyes, trying to calm myself down. I felt the blood and adrenaline flowing through my veins, my nostrils flared with the force of every breath, my fists were clenched with effort it took to control my anger.

I was in fight of flight mode, still caught up in the horror of my dream. The only thing keeping me sane was Decs opulent eyes, the gentle caress of his hands and the feeling of his palm calming my erratic heart beat.

My breathing slowed and my body uncoiled itself from the tightly wound knot it had tensed its muscles into. Declan's careful hands moved around my head to the back of my neck, I went willingly as he leaned my body towards him. My forehead rested in his shoulder while his arms came to wrap around my trembling body... I didn't hug back, the images of my night terror still etched into my mind.

"Bad dream?" Dec asked, rubbing soft circles over my shoulderblade. I turned my head and buried my nose into his warm, strawberry scented neck.

"Bad nightmare... s-seemed so real..." I mumbled into his skin. The smaller man hummed and squeezed me tighter, making me feel loved and safe. He slowly and gently tugged us both back down to lay amidst the sheets, I let his hands guide my head to rest on his belly as he sat up against the head board.

It was odd because when we were younger I was usually the stronger one in the relationship, I'd hold him when he was scared... care for him when he was ill. But he'd grown up so much, now it went both ways, when I'd been in Prison I'd get nightmares every night but there would be no one to hold me. It was then that I realised just how much I craved him, craved the affection, the care and the love. It was that kind of love that only Dec could give. That only my fiancé could give.

"I-I'm sorry... for attacking you... I thought... I dunno... I panicked." Dec's hands went in my hair, I closed my eyes and hummed in satisfaction as he massaged my scalp.

"Don't be sorry, no harm done. I could have taken youse out anyway." I chuckled with him and took one of his hands in mine. I kissed each of his fingers before giving special attention to the ring I'd given him two nights ago.