Falling for You

There Is No Greater Love

Song - (There is) no greater love by Any Winehouse

"You manipulated me!" I shouted putting my clothes back on hurriedly while he lay there naked under the sheets.
"Aw what's the matter you hurt? Are you sad? That someone told you they loved you and stomped all over the word?!" He jeered.
"I do love you Timmy! That's why I'm here! I wanna make it work! I wanna do what I have to I'm miserable without you! I can't spend the rest of my life without you! I wanna marry you!" That last bit blurred out of my mouth before I could think.

"Y-you wanna marry me?"
I nodded.
"Oh my god." He said, shocked.
I sat back on the bed, dress on but unzipped at the side.
I looked at him waiting, hoping for him to say something as he started at the quilt.

His head turned and we locked eyes. He started at me for a moment then;
"I wanna marry you too."
I sighed relief and kissed him. He pulled me into him kissing me passionately yet apologetically.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered.
"I shouldn't have used you like that. I love you so much." He cried.

I began to cry too in between our desperate kisses.
"No Timmy don't apologise I was way outta line. I'm sorry."
"I love you." He said
"I love you." I repeated. "We'll work this out. It'll all be okay."

We were like that all night, apologising, kissing and crying with each other. We were so vulnerable and raw with each other it was unlike any other love I'd had. Like a friendship but also fiery and passionate.

The next morning, I felt happy to be in his bed. Yes we'd somewhat got back together but there was still no resolution on the moving in together thing. I was just hoping he waited a while before bringing it up again.

When he woke up and noticed I was awake, sitting. He kissed up my arm, from my fingertips to my shoulder. Until he lent his chin on my shoulder.
"Hey." He smiled
"Hey." I turned my head and kissed him gently. "I'm glad we're back together."

"Me too. That week was torture." He admitted.
"You're telling me."
"I wanna have a serious talk though." He began oh no I panicked. "About what you said and what I said. But it's too early for that. So." He clapped his hands. "French toast?"
A smile broadened across my face.
"Yes please."

He stood up and dressed himself in a pair of basketball shorts and wandered to the kitchen. I followed shortly behind putting on one of his shirts but no panties and my other ones were well - used.

"Hey Tim?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you mind if I wear a pair of your boxers? I don't have any fresh panties."
The poor french toast nearly hit the ceiling mid flip. He went totally red.
"What? If it's weird I won't I just thought-"
"Nonono it's not weird it's actually really hot."

"Really?"
"Hell yeah."
"Mm okay then." I smiled turning.
While I was in the bedroom I heard the buzzer go. I came back into his living room like two minutes later.
"Who buzzed?"

He had a sort of panicked look.
"Uh my parents."
"Uhh American parents?"
"Well yeah!"
"From America?"
"Yeah!"
I looked down at myself in his shirt and boxers.

"They're coming up? Now?"
"Yeah!" He ran a hand through his hair.
"I- what do I do?"
"Put on a pair of my jeans and Uh roll them up."
"Oh my god." I said walking back into the bedroom. "I'm just gonna scream your son fucked me last night."
I heard him chuckle softly.

A/N : Aw they're back together how cute. Also if you caught the 'about time' reference well done