Made for you Arthur Curry LS

Hold me tight

Lizzies POV

I woke up, feeling someone running they're fingers through my hair. Mmm. Is it one of those dreams again? Where it's just me and him? And nothing is wrong for the time being? "Goodmorning beautiful", he whispered to me. His voice husky. I turned my head to look at him. Damn he really does look like freaking Jesus. "You know you really do look like Jesus", I said softly. He chuckled. "Why thank you, and you look like an angel with fiery hair", he said softly.

"Are we in our dreams again?", I asked him. He looked me in the eyes. "We can be", he whispered to me. I placed a hand on his chest. I could feel his heartbeat against my hand. "Hold me tightly, please", I whispered to him. "You never have to ask beautiful", he whispered to me. He wrapped his arms around me. He held me tightly. I rested my head against his chest. Hearing and feeling his heartbeat. I rubbed circles into his chest. "You know I've dreamed of this, meeting you. In real life, not just in our dreams", I whispered. He rubbed his hand on my arm.

"I've dreamt the same thing, from the moment I met you when we were kids, I dreamt of meeting you", he said. I giggled. "The first time we met is when you used to go to bed naked", I said giggling. He chuckled. "And I stopped going to bed naked after that too, didn't need you seeing me in all of my gloriness", he said with a soft chuckle. I continued to rub circles into his chest. "I remember that one time you told me about the thing at the aquarium, with the fishes and the bullies. You know if I grew up with you, they wouldn't have picked on you", I said softly. He chuckled. "I can see you kicking they're asses, even as a kid. But we did grow up together, it may have been in our dreams, not you've always been real to me", he said. He turned my head to look at him. "You'll always be real to me, no matter what", he whispered to me. He looked at my lips and I looked at his. But instead of kissing me. He kissed my nose softly. I grinned. "Should I be calling you fish boy?", I said snorting. He chuckled. "Can I call you Elsa?", he asked me. I rolled my eyes. I groaned. "Why?", I groaned. He chuckled. He brought me close to him again. "Okay I won't call you Elsa, it may be tempting at times, but I promise I won't call you Elsa", he said chuckling into my neck. I giggled cause it was ticklish against my neck. His beard rubbed against my neck.

I looked into his eyes. I ran my fingers through his beard. "I'm still scared of losing you", I whispered to him. He grabbed my smaller hand in his much bigger hand and kissed my fingertips. "You won't lose me, that I can promise", he whispered to me. "How do you know that?", I asked him. He smiled. "Cause I do, nothing is ever going to tear me away from your side. I was made for you", he whispered to me. I smiled softly. "And I was made for you", I whispered back to him. He smiled and pressed our foreheads together. He chuckled. I smiled. "What?", I asked him. "I told everyone about you, but no one believed me, besides my dad. He's the only one that believed me. He encouraged me to find you, and I did", he said to me. I grinned at him. "Well don't feel too bad, I told everyone about you too. Everyone thought I went a little mad in the head. But I knew you were real, and I wasn't going to let anyone tell me you weren't. Cause I knew you were real", I whispered to him. He smiled again and kissed my forehead. "I am real and I'm not going anywhere. Even if you do push me away", he said softly. I sighed sadly. "If I do, there's a reason for it, I go into one of my funks and I push people I love away. I only do it because I'm scared of people leaving me again, and being alone again. I'm so scared of being alone", I said as tears welled up in my eyes.

He pulled me close. My head rested on his chest. "Shh, it's okay. I know, I know, but even if you do get in your funks. Know I'll always be here to get you out of them. Cause I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere. Your not going to scare me off that easily. I've seen scarier things, and your not one of them baby. Believe me when I say this. I'm not going anywhere Lizzie. Believe me when I say this. I know it's scary to believe me. But I promise, I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going to leave. I'm not going to die. It'll take everything in me to leave your side, and even after that I won't let anyone or anything tear me away from you, cause I finally found you, and I'm not going to let you go", he said softly. He put a hand to my head. I held onto him tightly. As if I let go I would lose him. "It's okay", he whispered to me. And for once I believed him. And the bad thing is, it terrifies me to. But I have a feeling that he's telling the truth. But the question is. Can he keep his promise? Even if it's out of his own hands?

Can I let my guard down? Just this once? What happens if all goes down and I lose everything? Again? Will I completely break and go numb forever? Can I truly break down all my walls for him? Can I believe that? Can I truly believe that? Or will I let all my walls down and lose him?

I'm so scared. But I don't want to push him away anymore. I don't want to let him go. I don't him running into someone's arms. I want to be that person. I want to be the girl that gets the happy ending. I want to be happy. But can I truly be happy? Knowing every time I turn my back, there might be something that might try and take that away from me? Am I truly safe to break my walls down? I want to believe that I can. But if all fails. Than I'm a goner. I won't come back from this. But it's worth a try. Because he's worth it. He's worth fighting for. I want to be with him and I know he wants to be with me. I smiled and snuggled more into him. Just being with him makes me feel safe. Being with him makes me feel like we can stay in this moment forever. And I knew I would stay with him forever. He's my soulmate and I'm his soulmate. We were made for each other.

He's worth it.