Meeting his friends

Now I was the frantic one, eaten alive by emotions. Emotions too strong and contrasting to ease them or at least keep them under control. Athough I hoped the car ride would have lasted longer, it only took a few minutes to get to the destination. My stomach clenched, I didn't feel ready to meet his friends. I was concerned they wouldn't like me or that I would be too nervous to be myself. If not worse, what if some of my friends didn't get along with their friends?

"Are you ready?" He asked, quite concerned and surprised seeing the distress in my face.

I nodded, "I am but let's get inside quick enough before I ran to hide in the car."