I had my legs crossed while I slumped against my bed's head board. Luke was a couple of centimetres away with his legs also crossed. His hands were interlocked with mine, joining us together.

"Calum keeps ditching me for his chick" Luke seemed genuinely sad as he spoke about one of his best friends. "He just hasn't been himself, You know?"

"Baby, I'm sure he still loves you!" I giggled at my own joke but Luke just threw me a sarcastic look. "Sorry... Come on though, it's Calum. You know he still wants to hang out"

"I'm not so sure of that anymore. I mean ever since he started dating this Amanda girl he started smoking again, he hasn't smoked since he was a teenager. And he's started partying like every week."

"Lukeee- are you sure you aren't just jealous? I mean is this Amanda girl hot?"

"Not as hot as you if that's what you're asking"

"You know me SO well!" I exclaimed at my boyfriend with a toothy grin.

I couldn't stop the feeling of happiness course through my body as I sat simply talking to Luke. I loved to talk to Luke, to hear his thoughts and feelings, to hear his soft voice, to be near him.

"Luke...I'm sorry for dragging you here. I know it's probably the worst thing for you but I honestly didn't mean for-"

"Princess, don't worry your pretty little head. I'm pretty sure your parents don't mind me that much...I mean I hope" I nodded while watching our hands fiddle with one another. He moved his hands so they were rested on my legs.

The room grew darker by every minute until the only light source was from the occasional buzz on our phones.

In case I haven't mentioned- we were still at my family house. Everyone had gone out for a meal but we stayed back because I was "ill" and Luke would look after me. To be honest I did have a mild headache so I wasn't exactly lying...

"Are you afraid?" Luke's voice echoed around the dark bedroom...

"Of what?"

"Us? Me? Our relationship just suddenly ending?"

"I-uh-I guess I've never really thought about it.."

"You're a bloody catch 22, Gabbie. I can't stop wanting you- it's like you put me under a spell. I just want to be around you all the time and I hate it so much. I feel like you're too good for me..."

"How could you even say that?! I love you so fucking much and it physically hurts when you look so good in your black skinny jeans. Don't you ever say I'm too good for you because if anything you're too good for me"

Luke's lips suddenly crashed into mine making my head push back into the head board. I continued to kiss Luke, however, ignoring the enormous pounding in my head.

"Luke," I started, taking a breath ", why am I so afraid of losing you?"

"I suppose it's because that's what love is, right? Loving someone so much it hurts. Loving them so much you're afraid to loose them."

"Well then, I think I love you too much"

"There's no such thing, princess"

Our position had changed from sitting across from one another to spooning. Luke was the big spoon, engulfing me in his long arms and twisting his legs with mine.

I don't exactly understand what "love" is. I mean isn't it a good thing not something to be afraid of or to make you afraid? If love is so amazing why can't I stop feeling like something is so wrong? If i love Luke so much why don't I completely trust him?....