You were on a roller-coaster, that your friend had convinced you to get on, even if you were afraid of height, you couldn't let them down.

You were alone in the back of the roller-coaster while your friends were in front, you already held tightly on the bar in front of you, but then your enemy, Connor Crick, sat next to you, looking at you with annoyed expression

Suddenly the train moved, it shook but you shook more, your eyes already shut, horribly afraid. You didn't even remember that Con is next to you. But then you felt gentle yet firm grip on your leg, you didn't even think about blushing as his fingers sink into your thigh, you look up at him "Its okay.." he said, his voice never this tender, almost calming "I want to get off.." you said through gritted teeth, his lips curled into a smirk "It's a little late for that, Hm?"

you saw that you were on the top, your stomach flipped, he saw this and his smirk faded "It's okay, butterfly.. You're safe, just relax and don't look down.. I got you.." he said, his hand slowly wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer.. He put his leg over yours, hiding you under his jacket while holding you with one hand and the bar with other, you held onto him like your life depends on it "You're safe, baby.. I'm here.. I'll always be here to catch you if your wings won't work, my butterfly.." he whispers to you, kissing your head before the cart moves rapidly