Hot Child In The City

I realized Tom was acting aberrant when he escorted me to dinner at midnight after a show. we were exhausted and i was not in the condition for eating. all i wanted was sleep! But, Tom insisted.
Once we got to the restaurant, Tom failed at making small-talk. The over use of "uh..." and "soo.." made me believe that Tom was nervous. Why would Tom be nervous? We have been seeing each other for about a month now, not to mention the amount of intimacy we have engaged in. How could he feel nervous around me? Did he have something to announce? Was he breaking up with me? What did i do wrong? "Tom, do you have something to say?" I was now worried that i had let my thoughts make me believe that he was breaking up with me! "yes! but i uh.. should i? i should.." Tom was trying to talk himself into something. that something, i wish i knew what that something was! "are you breaking up with me? i did nothing wrong! tom, what did i do wrong?" If he was breaking up with me, he would be sorry. "no! no, of course not!" if he wasn't breaking up with me, then what did he have to say? "then.. what is it?" "you..uh.. have something in your teeth." really? tom.. "oh..right.." Maybe he was going to break up with me. He must have been too scared.
When we arrived at the apartment tom told me "i uh, have to make a call." "sure, go ahead." i told him. "in private..." "oh! right.. I'll be in the room if you need me." and with that, i went into the bedroom and shut the door. Who could Tom be calling at 2 in the morning? What was so important that he had to call Now? I distracted myself from those thoughts as i brushed out the knots in my hair. I tried to concentrate on stroking the blonde strands of hair from my head. If i think of this, i'm only going to become paranoid. "i love you." tom said, walking into the room. "what?" It was strange, to say the least. I mean- i expected something like this to be different. I expected Tom, pouring me another glass of wine wail starring into the fireplace, to ease into it. Tell me how much he admires me for who i am and all that cheesy crap that i love to hear. I was expecting the words "i love you" to come later. Not after one month of dating. "did you seriously not hear me, or do you want to hear it again so you can make fun of me?" I was speechless for a moment. I didn't know what to think. I know what to say "awww Tommy! i love you too!" i gave him a hug. "thank you." "for what?" he's seriously thanking me for loving him? "for feeling mutual." "oh.. your welcome!"
Now, isn't that just the strangest love story you have ever heard?