My clothes were all over the mattress, along with all my personal belongings that I planned on taking with me. I didn't have much at the apartment because I moved in as a spontaneous gesture to keep me relationship alive. My parents would be happy that I was moving back to the states; especially since they didn't approve of my relationship. I couldn't help but feel like a complete idiot. I ignored what everyone said, ignored all the signs, and I loved him. I was completely mad for him, and had been since I moved to the United Kingdom for school.

Tears ran down my face as I searched for my suitcases. He stood in the doorway, watching me, and desperately trying to convince me not to go. I couldn't help but scream at him with all the strength I had. He was standing right before me, pinning me against the wall. His hand was covering my mouth as he told me to calm down.

I couldn't help but look into his dark eyes that were almost covered by his messy brown hair. The chocolate colored eyes like reminded me of a puppy; it made me think of when I first laid eyes on him a couple years before. Why did he have to be so damn attractive? I closed my eyes trying not to think about how crazy for him that I was. However, he already knew so it wasn't like I could hide that from him.

He chuckled, "You're incredibly sexy when you're angry love."

"Don't flatter yourself," I managed to say as he moved the hand that covered my mouth and pinned my other arm against the wall.

He smirked, "Why are you so angry baby?"

"You know why!"

"I told you nothing happened," He said as he pushed away from me.

"You're such a goddamn liar! I saw you with her!"

He turned back towards me, "Yeah, and what was I doing? Was I shagging her in the middle of the bar" The last time I checked that wasn't legal!"

"She was all over you! You didn't push her away, you were enjoying it!"

He frowned, "On the contrary, I was quite uncomfortable."

"Then why didn't you push her off you! You knew I was going to be there after I finished my classes!"

"I had my reasons! It's not like you confronted her yourself!"

I laughed at his response, "Yeah my drunken boyfriend was receiving a free lap dance from a local whore, I forgot I was supposed to cause a scene in front of everyone!"

He didn't seem amused, "Yes, I was incredibly pissed. You knew my mates were going to be there! Why don't you go off on them? The bitch was there because of them!"

"What?"

He covered his mouth instantly. It was like he wasn't supposed to say that as he walked into the other room. I tried to calm myself down as I turned back to the mattress and looked at the mess I made. We weren't going to recover from this fight; it was time for us to end. He walked back into the room with my suitcase; his expression was hard to figure out.

"If you want to leave…then so be it; I thought you loved me more than this"

The tears started to fall again, "I'm sorry I just don't know how to get over this."

"You should fuckin' trust me!"

"I would trust you if you'd just fucking tell me the truth! I know you are hiding something from me!"

He turned his back to me, "I shouldn't have to, there's no trust in this goddamn relationship!"

I screamed back at him as I began to throw my clothes into the suitcase, "Fine, I'll just get all my shit packed and go!"

There were soon arms around me as we fell onto the bed. He pushed all of my stuff onto the floor, he had me pinned again. I felt my cheeks begin to burn; he was making me want him so badly right now. We fought all the time and I've always threatened to leave. What made me stay? Was it the sex? Was it because I genuinely loved him?

His lips pressed against my skin as he began to speak, "You want to know the truth?"

"Yes," I choked as I watched a smile form on his face.

He got up to his feet, "Wait here then."

I lied on the bed as I listened to him search through the dirty laundry. He pulled out the jeans he was wearing the night before, the same night I saw the girl that was all over him. I managed to sit up and stare at him as he searched through his pockets. He smiled when he found what he was looking for and pulled out something from his back pocket. I raised my brow as he joined me on the mattress.

This time his face was completely red, "I wanted to do this in a more romantic atmosphere. I guess I don't have that option anymore though."

I looked down at his palm once I noticed a sparkle in his eye. There was a small red velvet pouch which made me ask what was so important about it. He rolled his eyes as he told me to open it. Skeptical, I grabbed it from him and held out my hand and emptied the contents of the pouch. A sparkling solitaire diamond ring fell onto my palm. My face flushed all over again, the diamond itself had to be around 2 carats. There was no way he could have afforded that ring with his income, I looked up at him only to notice he was on his knees.

"I love you," He said before I could find the courage to speak, "That ring was my mums, she gave it to me before she passed away. I never thought I'd find a girl worthy enough for that ring. That was before I met you."

I blushed, "Is that why all your friends were at the pub? Because of.. this?"

"Yeah," He said, "One of my mates thought it would funny if they convinced a girl at the pub to give me a lap dance. He said it would be funny to see how uncomfortable I was. Lucky me right? The woman I loved ended up walking in at that very moment."

There was an instant feeling of humiliation as I looked at the ring. I had made an ass out of myself outside the pub last night. All of my shit was on the floor because I was dead set on leaving him. I was convinced that he was cheating on me, and in reality he was just planning to propose. My teary eyes met his as I handed him back the ring. There was no way that I deserved him after the stunt I had just pulled. I continued to pack my things and ignored his surprised expression. He began to curse quietly to himself as he walked into the other room. After about twenty minutes I had everything packed, I walked into the living area to see that he was sitting on the love seat. His face was covered in his palms.

"I couldn't find a flight out for tonight, I'll sleep on the sofa if you want the bed."

"You're rejecting me now? I told you the truth about everything and you're just going to leave?!"

"I don't deserve you! I made a huge ass out of myself last night for nothing! And we fight all the time! You wouldn't be happy married to me," I cried as I headed for the door.

"I thought you were going to sleep on the couch?" He responded as he got back to his feet.

"To hell with that idea! I'll just go stay at one of my friend's places tonight!"

He was in front of me before I could reach the door, "No, you're not leaving!"

"Yes I am!"

"No, you're an idiot if you think I'm letting you leave this apartment and walk out of my life!" He yelled as his lips covered mine.

What harm could a simple kiss do? The answer is plenty.

I found myself sensitive to his touch as my lips parted. He took his as an opportunity to introduce his lounge while he lifted me off my feet and carried me back into the bedroom. Our bodies crashed onto the bed as he managed to hold me down without breaking our lips apart. I felt a sensation burning up inside me as he broke apart for us to breathe.

"We fight a lot, I can't argue with that, but darling I'm madly in love with you. Can't you see I'm happier fighting with you then I am when a drunken twat is dancing on me? Baby I want you as my wife. So, I'm begging you to not walk out that door," He said as tears began to fall out his eyes.

My lips meet his again as I pulled our bodies next to each other. I couldn't respond to him with words as I was too happy to say anything. He didn't try to break away from me as our tongues entwined. A couple of minutes passed and he rolled onto his back and I was suddenly on top of him. In the heat of the moment I sat myself up and began to unbutton my blouse. A blush formed across his face as he watched me start to undress myself before his eyes. He stopped me once my blouse hit the carpet; his lips met my neck as he gave me a small love bite. I let out a soft moan as he kissed me all over my neck and chest.

He flipped me back over and took off his shirt, his eyes looked almost blackened with lust. I took a deep breath as I examined his muscular physique. He smirked as his fingers traced along the lining of my shorts. Our lips met once more, this time he was holding our bodies together. I didn't notice how he managed to unhook my bra, which made me chuckle to myself.

"What's amusing you baby?" He said with a grin.

I shook my head, "You succeeded in getting me topless. Ten points to Gryffindor!"

"Typical, you Americans sure know how to ruin a moment."

"I get paid for it too," I joked as he kissed my neck.

He smiled, "Well then, since you're topless I suppose I should get you out of those tight shorts now shouldn't I?"

"Yes please," I responded as he seductively pulled down my shorts, leaving me in just my lace panties.

He chuckled, "I also suppose you're expecting me to take your knickers off now?"

I nodded, "Yes."

"Well I don't think so, see I believe you owe me a favor," He said as he got to his feet and revealed the large bulge in his jeans.

He pulled down his jeans knowing that the sight of his member would make me anxious for him to make love to me, but after all this I did owe him at least a couple minutes of admiration for his cock. I blushed as I sat up so that his member was the primary focus of my vision. It was time for me to give him more attention.

I began to lick around the tip and tease him for a little while. After that I wrapped my mouth around his dick, and began sucking. I moved my tongue around it here and there, but my main goal was to see if he enjoyed it. I looked up at him innocently to see if he was. He responded with a load moan as he grabbed the back of my head and made me suck harder, faster, and deeper. After a few minutes he pulled away from me.

"Fuck! I forgot how good you were at that!" He exclaimed as he collapsed on top of me again.

His fingers were soon roaming around my entrance, feeling me to see just how excited I was for this. He chuckled as he brushed away from my lips and slithered down to my lower half. He pulled my panties down and gave me a look of admiration before his fingers began toying with my clit.

"You're extremely wet with anticipation baby," He said with confidence as his tongue briefly licked around his fingers, "I would like to make you cum like this before I take you.

I moaned and found myself begging for him to ignore what he just said and to simply fuck me. He shook his head as he continued to tease me with his tongue. I felt a burning sensation arise from my insides as he quickened his pace, anxious to taste my juices. He got his wish as I let out a huge moan in delight. He pulled away with a smile.

"You're cum tastes sweet love," He said as his lips met mine, "I'm going to have to punish you for being so sweet."

"Oh please," I begged as I felt his cock tease my entrance.

He soon broke through the barrier and began to thrust. We melted into each other through all the passionate kisses as our bodies were joined together. I dug my nails into his back as he quickened his pace and began pounding my vaginal wall with more strength. I moaned into his mouth. This made him chuckle as he flipped me around and took me from behind. He wasn't going to stop doing what he wanted to me until he knew I was his entirely. I felt myself climax was he pounded me which caused him to return me to lying on my back.

"I am really close baby, I wasn't wearing a condom. I can cum onto your chest if you want," He said as he gently stroked his member.

I shook my head, "No, inside me…please."

He seemed out off at first but he quickly got over it as he ripped through my opening again and started to thrust once more. I moaned his name until his face turned red and I felt him orgasm. His cum was hot inside me as my eyes watched him go into our bathroom to clean himself. I found myself blushing thinking of how he had actually finished inside me, but I quickly gained the strength to dress myself. He left the restroom to me as I grabbed my clothes and closed the door behind me. I found him on the bed admiring a picture of us when I got back. Naturally, he was dressed only in his boxers. He was always extremely lazy after sex. I was decided to cuddle with him and look at the picture too.

It was a picture of us when we first moved in together; we were covered in paint and laughing. I remembered that day because it took us hours to paint one wall of the apartment. This made us both chuckle to ourselves. He kissed my forehead as he put the picture back on the nightstand.

"Baby," I said breaking the silence, "Could you put your ring on my finger?"

He gasped, but he gave me a warm smile as he grabbed the red velvet pouch from the night stand and dropped the ring into his hand. I held out my fingers as he kissed my ring finger for a brief moment and without any hesitation slipped the ring onto my finger. I blushed at the sight of the ring on my finger. He kissed my forehead and admired the view of his ring finally being worn for the first time since his mother. I was curious as to how the ring was a perfect fit, which made him smile.

"This must be fate," He responded, "We're meant to be."

I gave him a quick kiss, "Yes, it must have been fate."