《》Chapter 3
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I felt myself being carried somewhere.
I was being carried by someone with a very large chest.
Suddenly I was laid down on a very soft mattress and I slightly peaked an eye open.
It was Sebastian!
He was turned away from me, he must not have noticed me wake up yet.
I watched him as he pealed off his shirt to reveal his god-like body.
Holy shit..
He turned back around so I closed my eyes again.
I heard him turn off the light and walk over to the bed.
This must be his room?
He got under the sheets and started snoozing.
I wanted to say something but I didn't want to annoy him.
Around three hours later I was woken by a strange noise.
Reality hit me and I realized it was Sebastian.
He started groaning and he sounded like he was in pain then he started sobbing.
I turned over and saw him shaking.
He must be having a nightmare or something.
For some reason I felt the need to calm him or comfort him.
I scooted over closer to him and started shaking him to try and wake him.
"Sebastian... Sebastian..." I whispered and I watched him stur and turn to face me.
He eyes held fear and worry but when he saw me he pulled me towards him and buried his face in the crook of my neck and held me tightly.
I gently stroked his fluffy hair and shushed him quietly.
He calmed down and I felt him drift into sleep again.
It's funny, I've only just met him and recently found out he was a vampire but yet I felt so comfortable with him.
His warm breath on my chest made me feel sleepy so eventually I fell back asleep.
*Dream*
I walked into Sebastian's bedroom and found him laying down.
He smiled when he saw me and sped over to stand in front of me.
He tilted his head and pressed his warm lips onto mine and held onto my waist.
"I love you, Darcy," he whispered once he pulled away. "I love you too Sebastian"...
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