A/N: Yes, I'm procrastinating again, so I decided to write a quick dialogue-only fic again, seeing as they're fun and easy both to write and read. This particular one takes place while James and Lily are dating; it's almost like another part to my first dialogue-only fic, Maybe, Maybe Not, but in some ways, it's not. But anyway, I hope you like it and will review!
L: James?
J: Lily! There you are; I was looking for you.
L: Hey. I was looking for you too.
J: How are you, my sweet little Lily flower?
L: Never call me that.
J: Aww, but why? Every girlfriend needs a cutesy nickname from her dashingly handsome boyfriend.
L: You're lucky you're even going out with me, so don't push your luck.
J: You love me; you wouldn't like it if I didn't push my luck.
L: While I would worry about you and question if you were ill, I wouldn't mind some manners.
J: You love me the way I am.
L: How can you be sure?
J: I just am.
L: Yeah, that's a comfort.
J: You know, you never actually told me straight-out that you loved me.
L: And with good reason.
J: Care to specify…?
L: You'd take it the wrong way; you'd think I truly meant it.
J: I'm quite hurt; why wouldn't you mean it?
L: I like you – I don't love you. There is a difference.
J: Liking me is good enough.
L: You're so simple, naïve, and easily satisfied sometimes; I almost feel sorry for ragging on you all the time.
J: Thanks, but I caught 'almost.'
L: It's an improvement, wouldn't you say?
J: Definitely. Thank you, O Lovable, Gracious Lily Evans.
L: Insanity, thy name is James Potter.
J: Is that a compliment?
L: What do you think?
J: Erm…yes?
L: Oh Merlin…please, someone save me.
J: From what?
L: I'd really like to throw something at you.
J: Can it be you so that I can kiss you?
L: Horrid! Ugh, yuck; where did you get that pick-up line?!
J: Sirius; he's used it often – usually on college girls.
L: Figures.
J: Oy, don't insult my best friend.
L: Now I can be you and ask dumb questions like, why not? What did I say wrong?
J: Hilarious.
L: More like accurate.
J: Don't be so mean.
L: Hey, when we started going out, you were fully aware that this was something you'd just have to deal with.
J: True. I'll put up with it, but could you please tone down a little?
L: No.
J: You know what I've noticed now, Lil?
L: Enlighten me.
J: You always insult me and hurt me – both physically and emotionally – when you feel particularly affectionate.
L: What kind of twisted logic is that?
J: Shouldn't you be the one answering that?
L: Well…I dunno…I'm really not sure if our relationship will work, so affection can't be the right answer.
J: Wait, wait, wait; why can't our relationship work?
L: We're too different. My feelings for you change by the minute.
J: Opposites attract, Evans. Besides, my feelings for you never change, so when yours do, I'll keep you in check.
L: I'm still not sure…
J: Do you love me right now?
L: Yes.
J: All right; now come here and kiss me.
L: Okay, I did.
J: Oh yes you did…
L: What next?
J: Remember that feeling the next time you're unsure.
L: Hmmm…
J: Now kiss me again.
L: Why?
J: Because I liked it.
L: Ugh! See, this is what I mean! You always say something stupid and I wonder why I'm dating you!
J: Lily, stop complaining; you like it on the inside.
L: No! It's so annoying!
J: You've loved me for as long as you've known me – I can see it clearly now.
L: You know what I see? I see quite a lot of pain in your near future?
J: You do?
L: Yes.
J: OW! DON'T PULL MY HAIR!
L: I told you; I warned you.
J: God, I love you so much.
L: Where did that come from?
J: I don't know.
L: Good answer.
J: Honestly though! I know that when you injure me, you're showing me that you love me, as I've already said.
L: You are so aggravating!
J: We sound so much like a married couple.
L: We…do. How strange.
J: Not really. We might be one in a couple of years.
L: No!
J: If I asked you to marry me, would you?
L: No.
J: Seriously! Would you?
L: Well…maybe.
J: I HAVE A CHANCE!
L: A small one.
J: I STILL HAVE A CHANCE!
L: Will you excuse me while I bang my head on the wall and wonder why I ever fell in love with you?
J: You know, Evans, there comes a day when you just have to face the facts – we're hopelessly in love.
L: You know what else, Potter?
J: What?
L: There also comes a day when you just have to shut up, put your arms around me, and snog the lights out of me all night.
J: Ooh, when does that day come?
L: …When do you think?
J: Oh, right.
A/N: Hehe, and then it ends. :P Hope you liked this fic! Please remember to review!