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Connor and I tried to busy ourselves as we waited. We hopped on my motorcycle, put our helmets on, and before Connor drove off, I wrapped my arms around his waist. See, we were going on a snack run. One, because we had run out of snacks in the dorms, two, because everyone had wanted something, and three, it would keep the both of us busy.

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We came to a stop at a red-light, and we both got off, then stretched. After a minute, I went over to Connor, and messed with the visor of his helmet, flipping it up. He scowled at me playfully, and flipped the visor back down. However, I flipped it back up. This process repeated a few times before another motorcycle rider pulled up, but I was too busy messing with Connor to actually notice. He flipped his visor back down. I went to flip it up again, but before I could, he wrapped his arms around my waist, and lifted me off the ground a little, pressing my back against his chest. At the sudden action, I let out a surprised gasp, and playfully tried to struggle away. "Oh, no you don't, love. You aren't going anywhere." Before I could protest, another voice spoke up. "You both make a cute couple, I have to admit." I looked over, and to the left, seeing another motorcycle rider. The bike itself was both orange and green, and I had to admit, it looked awesome. The one riding it wore all black leather, and I couldn't blame them, since it was a bit chilly. Their helmet, however, caught my attention. It was a fuzzy, red helmet, and it also had bunny ears sticking up from its base. The visor on it read Ride or Die. I found that a little amusing, secretly. "Oh-well, thank you, uh..." I said, realizing we hadn't gotten the drivers name. They then flipped up their visor, revealing tan skin, blue eyes that seemed to glow in the sun, and a bit of blonde hair was peeking through the helmet. "Names Oliver. It's nice to finally meet some fellow bikers." Connor's arms around me tightened a little, a bit protectively, and I silently wondered why, but I acted like I didn't notice. However, Oliver's eyes caught the movement quickly before they went back to us. "And you two are?" "I'm Shelly, and this is Cameron." I lied easily. What? If Connor's grip had gotten a bit tighter, and protective, then something was up, clearly. Better not to give personal information right now. Oliver studied me for a minute, and I could tell he was looking for any signs of deceit. But I had always been a good liar. So, I kept my body relaxed in Connors arms, and after a minute, Oliver spoke. "Nice to meet you both." "It's nice to meet you, too." Connor and I said in sync, and I gave a slight chuckle. Then, everyone fell silent, and a bit of tension started to fill the air. But, after a few minutes, the light turned green, so Connor and I hopped on-with me driving this time, because we agreed to take turns-and once his arms were around me, and the cars took off, I did, too, and we were headed to the store once more.

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Once we got inside, I looked up at Connor, but he spoke before I could ask anything. "It's nothing to worry about, I promise. I just got a bit protective, since it was another guy." However, I could tell he was lying, but I didn't press the matter. As much as it worried me to leave it alone, I wanted my boyfriend to be comfortable. And clearly, he wasn't comfortable talking about the whole thing back there. "Ok...but hey, let's go get all those snacks, yeah?" I decided to change the subject, figuring he could use a break from whatever was going on in that mind of his.