Direct continuation from the previous chapter...
"NO!" Christian sat bolt upright, his heart beating so fast he could barely breathe.
"What is it?" Syed was instantly awake, blinking fast, trying to get his eyes accustomed to the darkness. He could just see Christian's silhouette beside him. He placed an arm on Christian's. "What's wrong?"
Christian said nothing for a while and continued to breathe heavily. Finally he spoke, as if strangled. "Bad dream."
"Aww, come here," Syed said, taking hold of his hand and pulling him down, so their faces were just inches apart. "Tell me about it."
Christian expelled a deep sigh. "Don't worry. I'm fine."
"No you're not. Come on, eh? I want to know. I want to make you feel better."
Christian smiled in the darkness at Syed's aim-to-please personality. "Thanks, love. But trust me, I'm fine, I just…I love you, you know that? And, you love me…" He drifted off, realising how stupid he sounded.
Syed's let go of his hand and instead wrapped his arms around Christian's muscular frame. "What sort of question is that? I'm marrying you aren't I?" he teased. To his surprise, he didn't hear Christian's familiar chuckle, just a sombre;
"Tell me, Sye."
"Of course I love you. What the matter?"
"It's just...I had a dream…you left me…"
To Christian's surprise, Syed didn't sound the least bit concerned.
"Oh Christian – it's just a dream." Syed said soothingly.
"I know, I just…ugh. Look at me. I'm sorry," Christian raised his head to look at their alarm clock. "It's three in the morning. You have that interview in a few hours. You should be getting some sleep!"
Syed debated, stifling a yawn. "If you're sure you're okay?"
"Of course." A short pause. "Just…kiss me?"
Christian relaxed as he felt the familiar warmth of Syed's lips press against his. He pulled away reluctantly.
"What?"
"Morning breath," Christian grinned.
"Oi! Cheeky," Syed shook his head. "Right, goodnight."
Christian could tell by the way he said it that he was smiling. "Night," he smiled back.
Christian stayed awake, pressed up close to Syed, who still had his arms around him. It should have been perfect. So why did he have that feeling in the pit of his stomach?
The feeling that something very, very bad was about to happen.
"Christian?"
He almost jumped. "Thought you were asleep?"
"Just so you know…I'd never leave you, okay?"
"Okay, Sye."
And after a few more shuffles, Syed nestled his head, not on his pillow, but down on Christian's chest, and fell asleep.
Christian lay and watched his fiancé until their alarm went off four hours later.
So through the preview I can see that the chapters are shorter than intended! Whoops! I shall make them longer in the future...
Again, comments always appreciated! Also, if anybody has any ideas for where they would like this story to go? As usual, the dream came in fragments and so at the moment I only have a *very* rough idea of where this story is going!
Thank you! :)x
sS
