I awoke in a frenzy, face to face with Tony, nearly hitting him in the jaw. He manages to catch my hand though before it connects.
"It's just a bad dream" he tries reassuring me, taking my hand in his and lacing his fingers through mine.
"No, it's not" I reply, I wish it were the case however. I hold tightly onto his hand, fearful of letting go. After a few short minutes, he starts getting up to leave. The idea scares me slightly, something I've never felt before in situations such as this and I tug on his hand for him to stay.
"You should get some sleep, Zi" he says softly.
"Can you stay...with me? Please?" I almost feel guilty for saying it as he looks like he could use some sleep too, but I can't help it.
When he assures me he's not going anywhere, I sink back into the pillows that smell so strongly of him, with my hand firmly enclosed in his. Then I reposition myself so he can fit beside me on the bed and rest my head on his shoulder.
After a while I fall asleep like that; breathing in his scent and the warmth of his skin.