The thunder makes a loud boom and I'm shaking with fear. I pick up my phone and call the only person I can think of right now, Stiles. After about 3 rings he picks up, his voice raspy from sleep.
"Hello?"
"Stiles! Please come over! I hate thunder and I can't sleep and..."
"I'll be there in 5 minutes"
He says cutting me off.
"Thankyou. Bye see you soon"
I say and I hang up the phone and jump as another roll of thunder comes.
In exactly 5 minutes Stiles turns up and when he sees me curled up in terror his gaze softens.
"Come here Harlee"
He says softly and he lies down beside me, our fingers interlacing. He gets the bed ready and lies down. He past the spot beside him and I lie down on the side he chose so he can get to sleep. Our legs become tangled as our breath mixes.
"Good night Stiles, thankful for coming over, I love you"
"Goodnight and anything for my baby girl, I love you"
He says and I lose consciousness immediately and Stiles does the same.