"Sam?" David whispers, kissing my neck sweetly.

I smile and move into him as he wraps his arms around my waist, turning me around and kissing me on the lips. I hear him make a sighing sound as we kiss and I let out a little giggle.

"why are you awake so early?" he whispers, and I smile some more turning back around to stare out of his glass doors, where the sunrise is so beautiful. The bright yellow of the sun mixes with the midnight colour of the sky, leaving dark streaks of red glistening in the skyline.

I laugh a little and look down at our entwined hands. "David?" I whisper. "I need you to promise me something."

He gave me a funny look like he thought I was crazy but gave me one of those smiles. You know, those smiles that make me melt because it seems like he's looking straight through me, really deep into my soul and he's pulling me towards him, kissing me gently and wrapping my legs around his waist and tumbling on top of me onto the bed.

I'm laughing now and I almost forget what I wanted to say so badly. But I wriggle out from beneath him and ask him the most penetrating question I ever have in my life. I'd asked him the same question a million times, even though all those times I knew the answer. But this time it was different, because we were starting a new life together. We were leaving all our childish memories behind and heading out to our new college, blissfully happy - or supposed to be anyway.

But I was scared for some reason. I felt completely out-of-my-depth. David and I were supposed to be sharing an apartment soon. How would we cope with that? OK, we'd shared pretty much every weekend together since I was seventeen. And he used to come back to visit me every other weekend while he was in college and I was finishing up my last year of high school. And we were so happy...but then SHE came along and I know I'm still not over it, even though I know it was only one little kiss to David.

But now I know I will be down there and she'll be parading their kiss in my face like I wasn't good enough for him, and only SHE should be with him.

It doesn't matter, I tell myself. He chose you didn't he.? He could have had a pretty girl who was completely rich, who his parents liked more but he didn't because he loves YOU! that must mean he cares about you! You know he loves you, you fool. Don't mess this up! You love him too much.

"David," I say, our noses touching and kissing him lightly on the lips. "Do you promise you'll always love me?"

David looked passed my head and I knew he was trying not to get mad. He didn't like me being this insecure - he preferred me being strong and confident and the girl he loved. But he shattered the heart of that girl when he kissed another woman, and the girlfriend he had now needed a little reassuring sometimes.

"I hate the idea of her being there, David. I'm scared to go there in case she comes after you again and I won't catch you this time. I'm scared that if that happens and I don't find you, then that could mean you could sleep with her and that will mean I don't you don't love me anymore."

"SAM!" David practically shouted. He pushed me over onto the bed, pulling himself on top of me. And then he just smiled and looked me in the eyes and made me melt like he always does and he whispered seductively, "What do I have to do to prove that I love you?"

I moan quietly, biting my lip. He's kissing me lightly down my neck to my boobs, undoing my shirt buttons as he goes. I smile in complete satisfaction until he stops, looking up at me, laughter on his lips.

"You didn't answer me Samantha Madison. What do I have to do to prove that I love you? To make you happy?"

I giggle. And then I'm whispering, "Just carry on doing that, David, that helps a WHOLE lot. Believe me!"