A/N: the picture above is going to be my Jonathan for this book!! The real guy's name is Bernardo Velasco Gonçalves. Hot right!?

#RIPAlanRickman
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Avi's POV

I woke up and found myself still in Scott's strong arms. Thank God for Scott! I honestly don't know what I would do without him right now. The nightmare I had last night scared me so much to be honest! It felt so real to me for some strange reason.

I look up very slowly to see Scott looking back at me with love and care in his beautiful blue eyes. Lord I could stare at them all day and be lost forever!

"Good morning Avi."

"Good morning Scottie" I reply in my morning voice, which sounds almost an octave lower than my normal voice.

"You sleep alright last night?"

I nod. "Yeah I did. With you holding me, I feel safe. Thank you for helping me last night. I really needed it."

"You're welcome. You were so terrified last night."

"To be honest, I was. It felt so real Scott. I just wanted it to be over."

"Don't worry. It is over. If he comes anywhere near you, you know I'll beat the shit out of him."

"We will too!!" yells Kirstie, Mitch, and Kevin in unison.

I couldn't help but laugh when they said that. I felt so loved by all of my friends. They always knew the right things to say to make me feel better.

"Whatcha thinking about?"

I look back into Scott's eyes and lightly peck his lips. "How blessed I am to have such amazing friends as you guys" I whisper.

"Aww. Thanks babe."

"Ok you love birds!!! Enough of the lovey dovey crap and get up! We're supposed to go site seeing around Chicago today, remember?" Mitch sasess as he rips open the beds curtain.

"Ok ok fine! We'll get up.....in 15 minutes" I whisper as I lay my head back on Scott's chest.

Apparently Mitch heard me enough and he comes to start poking my sides.

"Get up Big Daddy!"

After poking me for a few minutes, Mitch can tell that it's not working enough to get me out of bed.

"If you're not up and out of this bed by the time I come back, you'll regret it."

5 minutes after Mitch left, Scott breaks the silence between us.

“I think you should get up Avi. When Mitch starts to make his little threats, he’ll keep his word. Trust me.” Scott warns me.

“He isn’t gonna do anything.” I say as I snuggle into Scott’s side.

“Oh I won't?” I hear Mitch from behind me.

Out of nowhere, me and Scott are blasted with freezing cold water.

“AAAAAHHHH!!!” We both scream in surprise.

Scott quickly crawls out of his bunk and leaves me to be drenched by the freezing cold water. Gee thanks Scott.

“MITCH!! PLEASE STOP!! STOP IT!!! I BEG OF YOU!! I’LL GET UP!! I’LL GET UP!! I’LL GET UP!! ENOUGH WITH THE WATER!! AAAAAHHHH!!” I scream.

When I said that, the water stopped. I look at Mitch through my soaking wet hair and see that he has a huge water gun in his hands.

“WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT WATER GUN FROM?!?” I yell.

“I bought it when we went to Dublin on the last tour.”

“Why did you bring it on tour??”

“I had a feeling that it would come in handy….and it did. Now get up. We’re leaving in 20 minutes. That’ll give you plenty of time to get a quick shower and get dressed. Don't make me come back Big Daddy.”

Me and Scott, not long after, got a shower and got dressed….with just 3 minutes to spare.

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Grant Park is so beautiful. There are just so many things that catch your eye: the flowers, the fountain, etc. There was, however something, or should I say someone, I didn’t want to see.  I freeze right in my tracks just to be positive. I block the sunlight with my hand to get a better view and…..

Oh no…

Jonathan.

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