TikTok and YouTube Imagines

right here with you (part two) • c. hudson

This one is a little for "fanfiction"-y for those of you who read these for those :)

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Molly POV

"I don't know, baby," I look up into Chase's eyes as I wrap my arms around his waist. My phone rests next on me, face up on the counter, the TikTok we just filmed playing on repeat. He leans further towards me in his spot between my legs as I sit on the counter, rubbing our noses together gently before resting his forehead on mine,

"Baby, you told me this morning that you wanted to start posting again. I know it's hard, I know everything is hard, but couldn't this be a good thing for you? You haven't wanted to do anything, but you deserve to have your life Molly. I know you don't think you do, but you do." I sigh, letting my head fall down into his chest,

"Okay," I mutter, the words slightly muffled my his shirt.

"Okay," I can hear the happiness in his voice, but nonetheless he just kisses the top of my head, picking up my phone from the counter next to me and placing it on my lap. I stare down at it for a second before picking it up and sitting up straight, watching the video for a second, "Whaddya want to caption it?" Chase questions curiously.

"Hmmm, I don't know. I haven't posted anything since... it's been a long time," I saw, pursing my lips as I think.

"I know. I've seen my comments, they miss you. Everyone's worried about you." He plays with my hair as he speaks, "Just tag me, say you love them or me or something, and then we can go to my house?" He sneaks the last part in and I shoot my head up to look at him, "And no, I know you don't want to, but it's time. Okay? Out of my concern and love for you, my beautiful, strong, girlfriend, I need you to leave here with me. You haven't been back since you found out, and you've left this hotel room, what? Like three times since you got it that night, three months ago? It's time, baby." I look at him anxiously, before sighing again. He wraps his arms around me and squeezes, his head resting on top of mine, "I am happy to come here for as long as you want, everyday and every night. It doesn't bother me. But I'm worried about Mo," I hug him back, the side of my face against his chest. When we pull away, I look up towards him,

"Okay... can I wear one of your hoodies though?" He smiles, kissing the top of my head,

"Of course baby," I smile softly back, "Okay, you finish your TikTok, get ready, and then we'll go," He grins, excitedly taking out his phone and walking out of the bathroom. I smile after him, but feel it fade as I realize what I'm agreeing to.

I've kept myself hidden away from the world, my friends, everything, especially since the funeral.

When our parents died, I at least had my brother, James

I had Chase, but he's my boyfriend. James was supposed to always be there for me and me for him. But when he was in a car on the way to an airplane, to see me I might add, his car crashed, and he died. If I hadn't been so needy and scared to live my life without our parents a couple of hours away, he might still be alive.