"Darling, why don't you just talk to me?" James asked, coming around to stand in front of you and gently holding your shoulders. "Talk to me." He asked, his voice low and careful.

You looked up at him, his wide eyes gracing his confused face. You lifted a hand and placed it on his wrist. James and you had been dating for just under three months, you had known each other for about a year, but you were still completely insecure about your relationship.

You sighed, deciding to say everything that was going on in your head at once.

"I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me" You started "Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two, and then I go and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like I love you" Your eyes became a mess, looking everywhere before blinking hard and looking back at him.