I woke up in the middle of the night to find arms wrapped around my waist. I looked down to see who it was, but I already knew. It was Connor. At first, I froze, unsure of what to do. Then, I jumped back, out of his arms, and ran to the other side of the room. "YOU LITTLE-!" I shouted, and he woke up, wiping his hair from his face. He raised an eyebrow at me, clearly confused. Then he stood up, taking a few steps toward me. "What did I do? I was asleep!" I stopped him at arms length with my ultimate death glare. "You. Were. Hugging. Me." I told him, unable to contain my annoyance. He gulped. "Whoops. I-I swear, I didn't mean to-" I didn't give him a chance to finish that sentence before I shoved him away. "I'm leaving." I threw my shoes back on, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and walked away. He grabbed my wrist to stop me. "Let me go!" "No. You'll die from hypothermia if you go out there!" "I'll be fine!" I tried to jerk back, but he yanked me closer, and titled my chin up to look at him. "Its too cold, Shelby. Don't be a dumbass." Before I could shove him away, his lips crashed into mine, making me freeze up in shock.