My head was buried in David's neck and both arms were wrapped tightly around him. When we sleep in hotels, David and I always snuggle into each other. I'm not sure why he does it but I do because its frankly quite scary being in these new surroundings and it's nice to feel safe in the arms of my boyfriend.

We had been staying in the hotel for just over a week and I had to admit I was getting quite comfortable here. It costs like $200 a night, but it was totally worth it. We occupied the entire floor and it had two bedrooms, a huge kitchen, a dining room, and a lounge with a perfect HD plasma screen with cable, and possible the most luxurious bathroom ever. I spent at least two hours bathing in the tub that was big enough to fit both me and David, and another person besides.

It's a good job David's parents were picking up the bill for this place because otherwise I wouldn't be able to live for the rest of my life with the bill I was piling up. I was taking advantage, honest; the food service here was just really good!!

I carefully extracted myself from David's arms, glancing down at him. He was smiling slightly and looked so peaceful that my heart did that flippy thing it does when David's around.

I tiptoed along the floor, the rugs tickling my toes and David's shirt skimming my knees and went into the bathroom. The hotel's bathroom comes equipped with complimentary bubble bath and I took a few moments to mix them into the running tap water until it produced frothy white bubbles.

Smiling to myself, I undressed and wrapped myself in a robe so I could get a book when I barged directly into my boyfriend and got knocked back onto the floor. Laughing, he pulled me to my feet, kissing me lightly on the forehead. He'd already dressed - I must have been obsessing over the bubbles longer than I thought - and told me that we should be able to move in tonight.

"So, since our apartment s finally git for human inhabitation, will you tell me what colour you're painting the rooms?" I asked, frowning slightly.

David just grinned and kissed me. "before I forget, we need to go shopping tomorrow. Or tonight, when you see the place. But I figured you'd be too busy thanking me for how great our new place looks that you won't want to be shopping."

I ignored the sexual innuendo and just said, "What are we shopping for? Food? I thought we had enough!!"

David gave me a funny look. "yeah we bought the food fresh two weeks ago. Its all mouldy and gone off because we haven't got a fridge over there - which we also need to buy. And a freezer, and a washing machine. Just, you know, the general things we're gonna need if we actually want to survive through college."

He kissed me again, softer this time, deeper….he put his arms around me waist, pulling me into the kiss. But as soon as my arms were going around his neck, he pulled away and left with a casual, "See you later."

Great, my boyfriend now finds an apartment to be more important than our relationship.

I squealed like a naughty schoolgirl when I saw the apartment. It looked SO amazing, everything was beautifully coordinated and the colours David had chosen went together perfectly, setting just the right tone.

Deep plum red and cream for our bedroom; romantic and calm. A white blank canvas in the spare room that he set aside for me to paint my caricatures on (well it wasn't really a spare room. It is supposed to be a dining room but why would college students need a dining room?). A warm light green for the kitchen that relaxed me; probably intentional from david - hoping to actually get me to cook in the kitchen rather than running from it helplessly. The magnolia coloured walls of the living room as patterned with squares of different toned blues on one wall, giving the apartment an overall feeling of calm and relaxation. How astute of david, he'd remembered that I'm lazy!

I couldn't deny that if I had designed this place as originally intended it wouldn't have looked as good as t does with david designing it. Screw being an architect, this boy should be an interior designer!

After finally having finished squealing, david and I sat on the couch. I had been here ten minutes but it had already started feeling like home. Mostly because david had already put all our stuff into the apartment and bought pretty much every household appliance that I had drooled over, including the leather couch we were sitting on and the double bed he'd set up in the bedroom.

Being David, of course, he had to set everything up before I was allowed to enter the apartment. Basically, this meant me sitting on the floor outside the door of our apartment, singing along with my iPod to just about every song that is on it. The people who lives on this floor avoided me like the plague, stopping just long enough to give me strange looks.

Now that I had seen the place, though, I couldn't stop myself from beaming. The place suited us somehow - it just matched our personalities.

"This is where we're going to live together for the next four years, "I sigh happily, resting my head on David's shoulder.

He shook his head. "Nope, I have a plan set out for us the next ten years, pretty much, and it doesn't involve us living here for the next four years." I looked up at him, confused and he went on to explain, "I want us to live here for three years together. We'll spend a year apart after that while I'm at Grad School and then you'll move in when you finish college and are doing your career or started another school or such. After that, we'll move to whatever city would be good for both our careers. But I don't want to think further than that because that means thinking of marriage and kids - and that's just scary!"

Oh my God. David has planned out pretty much the addresses of every home we'll ever live in but the idea of marriage and kids is scary? That made absolutely no sense.

I giggled happily. "you have a life plan for us? You really see us spending all our lives together? With career, marriage - kids?"

David looked down at our entwined hands, his cheeks turning slightly red. "Yes," he said, "I couldn't imagine being with anybody but you. I've told you that before."

True, but him reaffirming it gave me a pretty amazing feeling. I kissed him deeply, my hands moving to undo his shirt buttons with a little giggle.

His hands were just making their way beneath my shirt when the doorbell rang. I squealed slightly and ran to answer it. The feeling of having my very first visitor was so amazing!! David just looked exasperated at my pathetic happiness but I just laughed some more.

But the person at the door wasn't exactly someone I wanted to see

This was the girl with blonde hair, green eyes and a startling figure.

This was the girl that had started college with David and had befriended him.

This was the girl that kissed david at a college party.

This was Katie Carlton.