At That Moment "I love you", he told me. I didn't know what to say. Of course I loved him too, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him, I was too shy and too scared. . . Because I thought maybe if I told him I loved him, he'd get all protective and everything again. But did that really matter? Wouldn't it be better to have him know I love him, and have him protect me, then to lose him forever? Of course it would be. He'd already given me so many chances, I was not about to let this one slip away, again. "I-I love y-you too." I told him. He looked up into my eyes and at that moment, when we both knew the others feelings, and he brought me closer to him, I knew he was going to be a great father to our baby - even though the both of us were only 19. He tilted my head up so my neck was in his view. He gently caressed it with his lips, and worked his way up to my lips where he kissed me passionately and slowly. "That's all I needed to hear." He told me, smiling.