You hated physical touch. After getting out of a abusive relationship two years ago, you hadn't touched anyone since. Your current boyfriend, Aaron is the total opposite of your old one. He never knew why you didn't like touch, but he never asked. Knowing it was probably a hard topic. You were sleeping over at Aaron's house. You were asleep peacefully until he wrapped an arm around you. You immediately freaked out and jolted awake, practically jumping out if bed. That caused him to wake up "Sweetheart...?" He said grogily "I told you not to touch me" He sighed and got up aswell towering over you "I'm sorry, I don't like being tou-" He shushed you and pulled you into his arms gently, in the safest, softest hug "Shhh, sweetheart. I won't hurt you" He said running his fingers through your hair Tears welled in your eyes, your body started shaking, and your heart was beating so fast he could hear it "Love? Did somebody hurt you?" He said softly A tear slid down your cheek and you nodded your head. He kissed where the tear had fallen and held you closer "I would never hurt you, sweetheart"