Breanna awoke to the feel of Howie's arm pulling her closer to him. He held her tightly in his arms as Breanna nudged him with her foot. "Hold me any tighter and I won't be able to breathe." She said giggling. He immediately let go of her as she looked over her shoulder into his eyes. He looked hurt. "What's wrong? You can still hold me. You were just a little tight." She said as she reached back to caress his cheek. "I'm sorry, I thought I hurt you." He said smiling as he held her again. "No, you didn't. I don't think you're capable." She smiled. "It's noon. We've slept all day." Howie noted as he kissed Breanna's head. "Oh my God!! We have to get up, get ready, and go out! We only have today left!" She said excitedly as she jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Howie stayed in bed laughing at Breanna. She made him laugh over the littlest things without really trying. "What are you waiting for? Get your ass out of bed!" Breanna shouted at Howie. She stood in the doorway between the bedroom and bathroom with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot on the ground while blowing a piece of hair out of her face. She tried to act angry but it was hard. Howie laid in bed with the sheets covering half of his naked body, his chest exposed, his arms resting comfortably behind his head as he smiled back at her. "Make me get out of bed." He said smoothly. "I'd love to but we don't have time." She said as she walked towards him. She leaned down to give him a kiss. He looked extremely tired. "What time did you go to bed?" She asked him as she looked at his eyes. They were red and a little glossy. "I don't remember. I went to AJ's room last night," He started explaining as he pointed to the note he had left her on the nightstand. "and we talked for awhile. Mya called him to bed so I came back here and just kinda hung around downstairs cause I didn't want to wake you. Around 5:30 or so I went to bed but I couldn't sleep. I just watched you. Ya know you move around a lot when someone isn't right next to you? I've noticed that. The minute I get out of bed you're all over the place." He said smiling up at her. "Really? I never noticed that." She said as she thought to herself. "Well, probably cause you're asleep." He said laughing. "Oh shut up and let's get going! I want to spend as much time together as we can." She said as she tugged on his arm. He got up and stretched as Breanna went to the bathroom. "Bree, skip the shower. We took a bath this morning, remember?" He asked her as he slowly walked to the bathroom behind her. "I know but I feel dirty." She said. "Why would you? We never did anything wild." He said smiling to her as she put toothpaste on her toothbrush. "Should we have? Do you regret not doing anything this week? We still, um, have time." She said looking into the mirror to his reflection. "No, no I don't. I'm glad we haven't. I want to wait. Call me ol' fashion cause I want to wait until everything is right. Your life back to normal and my life back to hectic. Anyway, if we did, I'd never want to stop." He said laughing. She frowned. She wanted to leave him with something to remember her by, to keep him from straying. In the back of her mind she was convinced that he could have any beautiful woman he wanted and probably would when he got home. She shook her head to erase the negative thought. "I love you." He smiled at her reflection as she absent mindedly brushed her teeth. She nodded her head sadly in agreement with his declaration of love. He knew she was having a hard time dealing with them splitting apart the next day. He turned around and walked back into the bedroom and started slowly packing his suitcases. He had a lot of things to pack and he wanted to try and get some of it done while Breanna was getting ready. After she brushed her teeth Breanna washed her face and brushed her hair. She secured her hair on the side with her favorite butterfly clips that Brian had worn. A memory that made her smile everytime she thought about it. Breanna walked back into the bedroom slowly as the radio played. She stopped in the doorway to watch Howie pack. She couldn't believe the week was over. She watched him absent-mindedly fold his favorite black Tommy t-shirt singing along to the radio as tears came to her eyes. He realized someone was staring at him and turned around. Breanna looked down as he turned around so he couldn't see her crying. She walked to the other side of the room and grabbed one of his shirts off the back of a chair and folded it. She placed it in the open suitcase on the bed as Howie stood next to her watching her every move. He noticed she kept her head down. He stopped her and pulled her head up with his finger and stared at her tear stained face. "Oh, don't cry! I'll see you in two weeks! I promise, I'll clear my schedule for that weekend". She started crying more as she listened to what he was saying. "I'm not supposed to make you sad, Breanna. I only want to make you happy." He said as he pulled her close to his body. She dropped the other shirt she was folding and clung to him as she sobbed. "You make me happy but it's going to be hard getting used to being back at home without you." She said. "Hun, that shouldn't be a problem. I was never home with you." He said laughing, obviously trying to make the situation easier. "I meant being without you, period." She said. "I know what you meant." He said letting go of her. "Please don't be sad. It's our last day. Let's try to leave with good memories." Howie said as he wiped a tear off of her cheek. She nodded her head. "You make me happy. I love you." She stated as another tear rolled down her face. "Then don't cry. Smile, laughing, or even get angry with me and yell! Just don't cry. I can't stand seeing you like this." He pleaded with her. "I'm sorry! I just...." she said as she looked around the room trying to avoid his eyes. "You just, what?" He asked. "I can't tell you. I'm confused." She said as they sat down the edge of the bed. "What's wrong, Breanna? You're only going to be more confused if we leave here without clearing everything up." He said trying to coax the information out of her. "I just.....I don't know!" She screamed as tears came to her eyes. "You need to tell me, Breanna." He said calmly as he rubbed her back. "Fine! I'll tell you everything, okay!?" She screamed at him. He didn't know how to reply. He could only nod his head. "I lied." She stated. "Ok." He said calmly as he rubbed her back. "I don't love you." She cried even harder as he kept rubbing her back. "Ok." He said again. "I don't love you..." She tried to say something else but couldn't. "You already said that." He said flatly. "No, it's not that! I don't love you cause..." she was bawling. She was filled with emotions she had never felt before and she couldn't picture going home without him near her. He was going to be a phone call away but that was still too far for Breanna. Howie was still rubbing her back. He was being so patient with her. The phone rang but he ignored it. It drove Breanna crazy that he was so perfect. She stopped sobbing by that time. Only tears fell down her face. Howie leaned over the other side of the bed to get some tissue off of the nightstand. He handed it to her as she wiped her eyes. "Okay?" he asked her calmly. "No. I wasn't finished. Let me finish." She stated. "Ok..." he agreed. "I don't just love you cause I'm *in* love with you. I lied to you to cover up how I really felt cause I figured if I kept telling myself that I loved you and that I wasn't in love with you then maybe I'd start to believe it. I've never felt this way and after only one week it's hard for me to understand what I feel. I picture going home without you by my side and it freaks me out. I'm afraid you're going to find someone better back at home when you leave tomorrow. You'll find some beautiful blonde." She said as she wiped her eyes. Howie was still rubbing her back. He let out a long sigh as he comprehended every word she had just said. "AJ was right." He mumbled to himself. "Wha? AJ?" She asked. "Yeah, we talked about you last night and I told him I loved you and that you told me first but you said you weren't in love with me and he said you were lying to cover up how you really felt cause you wanted to convince yourself that you only loved me but you weren't *in love* with me." Howie finished explaining. "That AJ knows his women." Breanna half laughed. "Yeah, sometimes." Howie stated. "Um...maybe I should tell you a few things, Breanna." Howie said with a little anger in his voice. "First off, I would never leave you for some blonde. Yeah, I admit that I have always had something for blondes but that's different. It was just a preference. No big deal. Second off, you should know me way better than that. I'm not like any of your ex's or any typical guy for that matter. I'm in love with you and I would never hurt you like that." He stated. "Fine. Now go get dressed." She said half smiling at him. "No. You feel better now?" He asked her. "Yeah. I'm sorry. I'm confused. Give me a while to get used to this." She said. "I'm sorry, too. You need to know me in order to trust me, Breanna. I would never hurt you like that. Never! It hurts me to think that you don't already see that yet. It may be only a week since we've met but you should know better." He said as he lifted her chin up so her eyes were looking into his. "I knew that, already, but it's my insecurities talking." She admitted to him. He nodded his head and stood up. "C'mon. We'll pack later." Howie said as he grabbed her hand and helped pull her up. He pulled her into an embrace as she snuggled down into his arms burying her head into his chest.