He wasn't letting go..he wasn't letting go of you..

You two were at the garden of the dorms, he was holding you between his legs while you were sitting, holding your waist tightly.

"You won't go..right? You won't leave me.."   He was still in the effect of the nightmare he had, he seemed worried. He was the one who called you to come here in the first place..in the middle of the night.