Worried

"Nick, I am sorry for zooming off on you so severally just that I am wondering about something, it gets me worried when I think about it," I whispered with my hands wrapped around his neck, and my head laid on his shoulders, it was a painful confession which I can't wait to share with him.

Nicholas managed to disengage himself from the embrace as he held me on shoulder length as he was eager to know what was keeping me away from him so often.

"What is that which is troubling you, angel? you know I am always here for you, right? you can talk it out, I promise to listen to you so carefully and solve your problems with so much respect," he let out assuringly.

I heaved a sigh, ready to blurt out my worries and fears.

"What if my stay at your place is a disgrace? what if I don't match your mom's likeness? what if I'm a total mess and I blow out every memory we could possibly share this weekend? what if I am not just good for you? what if...."