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Hannah woke up the next morning, feeling both tired and upset about what had happened the night before. She was still angry with Bright, but then again, she knew that this needed to be resolved. She slowly slumped downstairs and saw a big vase of roses on the kitchen table. She smiled slightly, already knowing for a fact that they were from Bright. The card inside read:

Hans--

I'm so sorry for everything. I know that I've been a huge jerk lately and I think we really need to talk. I have a few things on my mind that I'd like to talk about. Just remember, I love you, and that's never changed and it never will.

--Brighton.

She sighed and blushed a little, but was a nervous about what he wanted to talk about. She looked over at the couch and saw him slowly wake up.

"You know, this couch isn't half bad. Nice back support." he joked as he started to walk over to her. She tried not to laugh, even though she wanted to. She tried to keep her "I'm-still-mad-at-you" face on.

"When did you get these?" she pointed at the beautiful vase.

"Last night, after my scolding." he smirked. "You know, you'd be surprised how many guys are in a flower shop at midnight after getting yelled at by their out of control girlfriends." she smiled a little. "One guy, was there because he had a poker party while his girl was out of town, and one of they guys broke some kind of expensive statue. Talk about crazy, huh?" he was clearly trying to lighten the mood, and to a point, it was working.

"I'm sorry, Bright." she reluctantly said.

"No, I'm sorry, baby. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."

"Well, I shouldn't have yelled either."

"No, you had a right to." they looked at each other for a moment. "So... apology accepted?"

"Only if you accept mine." They both smiled as she fell into his arms and they embraced a big hug. "Now, I'm still a little nervous." she said as she pulled away and looked him in the eye.

"Why?"

"In the card... You said you wanted to talk about some things. What things, Bright? Do you want to break-up? I mean, obviously you wouldn't say 'break-up' you might use the ever-so-popular 'I need some space' or 'time-off'..." she was rambling, and they both knew it.

"Woah, Hannah, what!? Honey, I don't want to break-up!"

"You don't?"

"No, not at all! Why? Do you?"

"No! Absolutely not!" she replied, defensively.

"Okay, good. Calm down, Hans. I just—want to talk about some things."

"Okay... shoot." she nervously replied, while pulling out a kitchen chair for herself, and he did the same.

"I...I don't want to get married." he was dead serious, but Hannah tried not to laugh.

"Um...okay, I guess I shouldn't pull out this ring I bought for you anytime soon." she joked.

"Bright, where the hell is this coming from?"

"Ephram and Amy, you know. They're getting married, and I just don't want you to get any ideas, okay? I mean, of course I want to marry you, but just not yet. I'm not ready for that yet."

"God, I'm so glad I held my breath for this one." she said sarcastically. "Why? Did you think I wanted to get married?"

"Well, you were so thrilled over when i told you about those two, and I don't know... I don't want to have a baby either." the quick change of topics threw Hannah off guard.

"Woah, who said anything about having a baby?"

"When you were raving over that little Abigail girl."

"I highly doubt I was raving, and her name was Allison."

"Right, sorry. And you were raving. Why do you think I got upset? I thought that was your way of telling me you wanted to have a baby."

"Okay, first of all, let me just say that guys have a weird way of thinking. And second off, we just started sleeping in the same bed together, Bright. Why would I want to have a baby?"

"I don't know. I know it's stupid..."

"No, babe, it's not stupid... Okay, yeah, it's stupid," she laughed, "but in a very cute way."

"Yeah, yeah." he mocked. "Alright, I have to get to work." he started to get up.

"At 6? I thought you go in at 7."

"Yeah, I usually do, but one of my students needs some extra help, so I told him to meet me there early."

"Aw, look at my little football coach being all kind and helpful." she mocked as she gave a little tug on his cheeks.

"Just call me Ghandi." he leaned in and kissed her deeply. "God, I missed that."

"Me too. Bye, hun. Have a good day."

"Bye." when he left, the smile disappeared from Hannah's face. She was so glad that everything was okay between them, but the truth is, she was hoping that Bright would want to move forward so that they could start thinking about getting married. But now she knew he didn't want to, and it hurt. For the first time in a long time, she started to question this relationship...

A/N: I know... not the best chapter. Don't worry, it'll get better. I'm starting to plan some big story lines, so it should be heating up soon. Please review!