There was some light shifting about in the bed and Lorcan took a deep breath. He slowly opened his eyes, knowing that his perfect woman was awake. She was always awake before him but he always woke up soon after. He stayed up later than her, watching her sleep so it made sense that he slept a little longer in the mornings. He couldn't help himself, she was the most beautiful human being he'd ever seen. There were guys that would fall head over heels for veela's, Lorcan preferred his werewolf. She was perfect. In every single way. She was .... words could not describe.

Lorcan grinned as Billie touched him, moving his hair away from his face. She had the gentlest touch. Gently he placed a kiss on her dry lips and smiled, wrapping his hands further around her, holding her closely to his body, feeling all the heat that came from her body. She was perfect! Had he thought that recently? Not recently enough. She was perfect! "I can't thank you enough for letting me take it." Lorcan wrapped a leg over one of Billie's and nuzzled into the crook of her neck, kissing the soft surface of her skin. She was so perfectly comfortable, they fit so perfectly together and they had no troubles. It was like their entire relationship was a honeymoon phase, one that was never going to end.

"What's the plan for today?" He asked, smelling the scent of her skin. He sometimes wished he could be more understanding of her, be more like her but he knew she'd never agree to something like that. She loved him the way he was and he was happy to be like that for her but he wanted to know everything she was going through, go through those changes with her, maybe help make them a little easier on her and more than that he wanted to know what it was like to be able to smell her the way she could smell him. She was not only perfect but intriguing.

Lorcan loved to nuzzle with his girlfriend. He really hoped that one day she'd be his wife. They'd not been together long, not really, but they'd known they'd loved each other from the moment they'd met. Billie was everything to Lorcan and there was nothing he couldn't do with her love and support. He still had to tell her about his gift, about how he'd known she was in the hospital wing and what had happened to her, but he couldn't bring himself to talk about it yet. He would find the courage because she gave it to him, but overtime he was near her he was so happy he couldn't bare to bring the mood down, they were just so happy together.

Lorcan laughed and kissed his loves neck once more. He pushed up and looked down at Billie. She was so breathtakingly beautiful. There had been so many moments between the two of them, moments that could lead to something very special for the two of them but things just hadn't worked that way, for so many reasons. It was all his fault that nothing had happened, he knew that. He couldn't bring himself to be intimate with her. She was so perfect but he hd to tell her about his ability, about him being a seer. He supposed now was a good time to defuse this situation and tell her what he had to tell her. Though first he had to brush his teeth. Her sense of smell was acute and he had morning breath.

"You stay here, I'm going to go brush my teeth and then there's something I need to talk to you about." He placed a kiss on the side of her cheek and made his way out of bed. Before he left her side, he kissed her again on the other cheek. He was sure his breath was horrible and he had to brush his teeth before he did anything else. "I love you." He smiled before grabbing his toiletry bag and robe, slipping it on and heading to the bathrooms down the hall.

As soon as Lorcan shut the door behind him, his smile dropped. His hands we shaky and he had to tell himself to breathe mentally. He wanted to start freaking out, he wanted to run away but he'd never do that to Billie. He just had to tell her everything, preferably with fresher breath than what he had now. He didn't quite fancy having to tell Billie he was a seer while she was recoiling at the stench of his morning breath. She was a werewolf for crying out loud. It probably smelt a thousand times worse to her than it would another human being.

Pushing open the doors to the bathroom Lorcan put his things down on the shelf in front of the mirror. He turned about and made his way into the toilet. He did what he had to do, all the while thinking of how he was going to tell Billie what he was. It was strange, he hadn't even told his own parents. She was the first person he would be telling, ever. It was nerve wrecking and he felt as thought it was all going to be absolutely disastrous. He kind of wished he could have some kind of vision, just so he'd know what he'd be facing in a mere five minutes.

Brushing his teeth, Lorcan wasn't really concentrating. He was looking over his reflection. His hair as sticking up every which way and he looked scruffy as hell. Yet she still wanted him. His breath had been atrocious and yet she would still have kissed him and more. He was a seer and while that wasn't anything to be ashamed of, it had been the reason he'd broken up with Billie in the first place. It had never been her fault, not even in the slightest but he didn't know who he was at the time and he needed to find out. All he ever found out was that he needed Billie. He just wasn't the same person without her.

Finishing his teeth he thought it a good idea to have a quick wash. He did it all as fast as he could because he knew now was the time to tell Billie. If he didn't do it now, he'd chicken out and she'd know something was up. The last thing he wanted to do was make her think there was something wrong, that he was going to break up with her again or that there was another someone. She was the only one for him. No other made him feel the way Billie made him feel and he just knew she needed him as much as he needed her. Or maybe it was all just wishful thinking.

Lorcan put away his things and made his way back to Billie's room. He knocked twice and just let himself in. He had a small smile on his face which grew as he looked at Billie but then he realised smiling wasn't right. There was something wrong right now. Lorcan swallowed hard. What had happened? He shouldn't have left. He should have told her everything, morning breath and all. "Billie?" He put his wash bag down on bedside table and climbed onto the bed. "Love?" He kissed the side of her arm and wrapped one of his arms around her. "Hey. It's okay. I'm here." He kissed her again. "What's wrong?" Had he done this? Had someone else? Had she gotten a text or a phonetical from England? Was her mum okay? Something was telling Lorcan that everything was fine. Everything but him.

Of course it was him. He'd known from the moment he'd stepped back into the room, only he really wished it hadn't been him.

He held onto Billie and squeezed her gently. He wanted to squeeze as hard as he could, to comfort her as much as possible. There was no way he could ever leave her. He loved her far too much, he literally could not imagine his life without her. He'd done it once before and he was dull, void shell of a human. He'd been empty inside. Everyone that knew him well knew that he had not been himself, they knew that he was missing a prat of his soul - Billie.

"I'm not leaving. I'm not going anywhere." He said stroking his hand down over her hair. It was so soft and well cared for, thick and strong, he would miss it, he would miss all of her if she left him, he knew from experience. "I just ..." It was now or never. He couldn't leave her feeling like there was something more. If he changed the subject then she would know something was off. If he changed the subject then he'd only be lying to himself as well as Billie and he couldn't do that, so he carried on talking. "I need to tell you something. About me."

As soon as he said it he felt a lump appear in his throat, something urging him to stop. Something telling him to turn back now, that he was only going to hurt her with what it was he had to say, but there was no stopping, not now. He needed her to know everything. "I want to tell you about why I did what I did last time." He couldn't bring himself to voice the fact that he had utterly destroyed her heart and his own in the process.

"I was starting to have these ..." He took a deep breath and took hold of one of her hands with both of his. "These sorts of visions." He looked up at her. His throat was full of the lump, begging him to say no more, his neck was stiff as though telling him not to look at her but he had to, he had to see her reaction because he deserved the hurt. Her deep brown eyes comforted him so it was only fitting that if she started to hate him, that he'd be looking there first. "I started having visions of the future." He'd never fully accepted that he was a seer. There were so many types and all seemed so ludicrous. "I didn't know what to do, I was falling apart and I couldn't ... I wouldn't drag you down into all of my mess." It had been a traumatic time and he'd almost turned into an entirely different person. That was why he had broken up with Billie. He didn't want her to be stuck with him, it was hard enough for him to go through, he didn't want Billie putting her life on hold for him, hoping that he would be fine, hoping that he would come through it all okay. She didn't deserve the worry, she deserved a life. A little heartache would be easy to overcome with so many of her friends around to support her, or so he'd thought. He'd isolated himself and she'd found someone new. He was certain he'd made the right choice for her.