Thomas James Hammond was your boyfriend from few months and he was very happy with you.

But at the same time, he couldn't shake the lingering feeling of insecurity and doubt that gnawed at him.

He felt a nagging worry that you might leave him, that the hurt and betrayal would happen because he doesn't trust his own luck.

He tried to push those thoughts away, to focus on the joy and happiness he felt with you.

But the fears kept lurking there, buried just beneath the surface.

And that's because of you.

You was normal with him just like before but not the same passionately and love you had in the first months.

It's seem during that few months and when you was with your girlfriend before choosing him was hard.

Maybe because that few months months is fair time to make you get used without his presence before choosing him.

His presence when he was just a "friend"

The fiery passion and intensity that had been there before had faded, replaced by a more restrained and guarded affection.

He knew that you still cared for him, still loved him, but the way you showed it was different, less fiery, less intimate.

He tried to shake off the feeling of doubt and insecurity, to tell himself that it was just a phase, that things would go back to the way you were before.

But every time you pulled away from his kisses or avoided his touch, the fear grew stronger.

This afternoon he had came to your apartment before you came back so he could surprise you with his presence.

And when you returned, he gave you a small, sheepish smile as looking into your beautiful eyes.

He had been hoping for a more dramatic, excited reaction to seeing him there, but the calm, almost business-like tone of your voice when you called his name was a bit underwhelming.

He ran a hand awkwardly through his hair, his heart beating a little faster.

"Hey, surprise I'm in your apartment before you came right?" Thomas replied softly, his voice laced with uncertainty.

He tried to gauge your reaction, to see if you were genuinely happy to see him or not.

He watched you, his heart twisting in his chest as he waited for your reaction.

Was he just imagining the lack of warmth in your voice?

He felt a pang of insecurity, wondering if maybe he had made a mistake, if you weren't pleased to see him here.

Your neutral expression gave him no clear indication of how you felt about his unexpected visit.

He took a step closer to you, his heart quickening as he searched your face, trying to gauge your emotions.

He reached out tentatively, his hand reaching out towards you, longing for some physical contact, a sign that you were happy to see him.

"I missed you" Thomas whispered quietly, his voice laced with longing and vulnerability.

He hoped you would react to his words, would reach out to him, would tell him the same.

He couldn't help but feel a little hurt by the lack of response, the silence seeming to stretch on forever.

"Aren't you going to hug me?" Thomas whispered, his voice laced with a bit of sadness and desperation.