'Love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak in the knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.'

Going into the room, on the bed was a pile of nearly folded clothes with a note placed on top of it.

'I didn't know what you would feel comfortable in wearing so I went shopping and bought you a bunch of stuff! I'm sure you will look beautiful in whatever you end up wearing! I'll see you tonight :) Sof x'

I smiled at her thoughtfulness and began to look through the clothes she got. All of this stuff must have been so expensive! I don't even know how I would begin to be able to pay her back!

Forgetting about that for now, I started looking through the pile of clothes and finally decided on wearing a pair of high waisted black jeans with a white knitted jumper.

I went towards the mirror and looked at my reflection.

Did I look okay?

Was I too underdressed?

I had never been to a family dinner before, especially with people who I didn't know, but I could tell that it was a big deal for him that I was coming to his family dinner, so the least I could do was be excited for it.

I had washed my hair in the morning so it had dried into its natural curls. I ran my fingers through the curls in my hair in attempt to try and tame it but it didn't really work out as well as I hoped.

Just as I was about to put my shoes on, I heard a knock at the door.

"Are you ready, tesoro?", he asked from behind the door.

I so badly wanted to curl up in a little ball in the corner of the room but I knew that I had to go. I needed to start taking some steps forward and try to get out of my comfort zone. Going out and meeting new people would definitely help with that.

"Y-yes", I said, remembering to speak up a little louder than usual so he could hear me from the hallway.

"Take your time, amore. I'll be downstairs whenever you're ready", he said, and then I heard him going down.

I put my shoes on and took a few deep breaths before exiting the room. I made my way down the stairs and I could see him coming towards me.

I forgot how to breath when I saw him.

He looked beautiful.

He was wearing a white dress shirt, with the top buttons undone, which clung to his big muscles. He paired it with a pair of black jeans and black shoes. He had silver chunky rings decorating his hands and his usual chain around his neck which was resting on his chiselled chest. His hair was in its natural wavy state, basically calling for someone to run their fingers through it to feel its softness and I couldn't help but just point-blank stare at him.

"Y-you look beautiful, sunflower", he said, his cheeks turning slightly pink, probably due to the light.

"T-thank you", I whispered, trying to look anywhere but into his captivating eyes.

Suddenly, Forza came running up to me. I scooped him up into my arms and gave him a cuddle.

"We have to go now Forza, but I'll see you when I get back", I whispered, giving him one last cuddle before setting him back on the floor.

He whined a little as we left but I knew that if I had another look into his wide puppy dog eyes, I wouldn't be able to leave, so I turned around and went outside.

We went towards his car and as always, he opened the door for me, making sure that I was comfortable and had my seatbelt on, before he went over to the drivers seat.

He began the drive to his parents house and I just sat there looking at the view from the window.

I was so nervous. My hands were beginning to sweat and I kept bouncing my leg up and down.

As if he knew how I was feeling, he placed his hand near mine and I grabbed onto it, all my nerves suddenly evaporating.

He was looking towards the road ahead of him but I could see the corner of his mouth lifting up slightly.

Too anxious to worry about anything else, I began to play with his rings again. I don't know what it was about him but he was instantly able to calm me down.

My spare hand clasped around my necklace and I realised I hadn't fiddled with it in a while.

I hadn't needed to.

I must have been too lost in my thought because when I next looked up, we had reached.

"Stai bene?", he questioned, giving my hand a light squeeze of reassurance.

Too nervous to verbally answer, I squeezed his hand back and lifted my head up higher to see a beautiful mansion.

It looked almost magical, I had to stop my jaw from dropping. Trying to keep my 'calm' composure, I diverted my attention to my shoes, trying to even my breathing.

"We can go back home if you want. I'll just ca-", he started before I shook my head.

I shook my head and took a deep breath.

I could do this.

"Sei sicuro? (are you sure?)", he asked one more time before receiving a shaky yes from me.

Before I could open the door, he had already come around and opened it for me.

"T-thank you", I whispered, giving him a small smile.

Before I could think twice, I took my hand in his and immediately looked down at the ground, too embarrassed to want to see his facial expression.

He didn't seem to mind as he comfortingly rubbed his thumb along the back of my hand and we began to walk over to the front door.

"If at any point you start to feel uncomfortable or tired, just let me know and we'll go straight home, sì?", he said reassuringly, looking deep into my eyes.

If I wasn't holding his hand, I would have fainted by now.

I gave a quiet 'yes' to let him know I was listening before he took out a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked the front door.

"To ho preso (I've got you)", he whispered to me as if it was a secret between us two.

The weird thing was, I actually started to believe it.