The drive home dragged. It dragged a fucking lot. The tapping of the rain on the windows was a constant action as we were stuck in the longest line of traffic you have ever seen during a storm. This day could seriously not get any better. In an ideal world we would of whizzed home and be having passionate sex as soon as we got through the front door. However I think the plans for the rest of the day are: our bottoms getting numb, feeling increasingly restless and cursing at the cars in front. Loving it!
The sky turned into a dull grey-blue colour over our heads- now we're seriously fucked. One of my biggest fears, along with spiders, being alone and heights are storms. The evil claps of thunder and sizzling bangs of lightening happen to scare the life out of me and make me want to sleep and sleep until the storm has passed. Trying to control the need to snuggle under my duvet in my warm, cosy bed whilst with your boyfriend isn't very easy.
I leaned my head against the window whilst watching the drops of rain race each other to the bottom of the glass, one of the things that I always used to do as a child. My eyelids started to close, everything was fading away, before I knew it I was in a deep sleep and I could not be any happier about it.
Ashton's P.O.V
I watched as Katie fell asleep, god she was so beautiful. It's as if every feature of her faced was made to perfection. I looked up to see a car speeding down the lane next to the one we were waiting in, there was something strange about it's movement. The black car came skidding in our direction and before I could swerve out of the way, it crashed into us. That was the last thing I can remember.
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DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNN
