I got out the shower got dressed and looked in the Mirror.
My face was smaller than I remembered. I lifted up my shirt to where my belly showed.
I was a lot skinnier too. I was Binet and I had shadows under my eyes. I looked like I had woke up from the dead. It was gross. I took a good look at myself and I thought to myself,'why does he love me?' I broke out in tears while I was thinking he could do much better than this, nasty,ugly, American girl I am.
I walked out the bathroom into out bed room and Lou was lying on the bed. He looked at me with worry in his eyes.
"Babe? What's wrong?" He asked me.
"Why?" I said softly.
"Why do u love me? Out of all the other girls you could have. I'm ugly , boney, and I look horrible.." I said looking down.
"What are you talking about?!? Your none of those things. Why would you think of such horrid things?" He asked now holding me in his arms.
"I was. Was. Just thinking."
We were now lying on the bed with my head on his shoulder , snuggled up together.
His fingers were locked with mine.
We say there for about an hour or so.
"Love?" He asked me.
"Do you know how much I really love you?"
"Umm, no." I said.
I looked deep into his eyes at the confused expression on his face.
"I'm just kidding." I said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
I kissed his neck softly and he laughed. He had always been ticklish.
I laid my head back on his chest as he played with my hair while humming moments .
"Well incase you forgot. I love you." He said kissing my head.
"I love you too."