Hello! This is my first fanfiction that I'm publishing, so be gentle. It shouldn't be too long, around 7-10 chapters. Happy reading!

Cath walked out of the Love Library and sat down on the steps, expecting Levi to be waiting for her like he had been many times before. But he wasn't there. Cath wasn't surprised. Levi had said he'd come and get her after his shift at Starbucks, and she may have come out a teensy, weensy– half an hour early.

Deep inside she knew that he would get there when he told her he would get there, but her mind kept coming up with what ifs. What if he was early and got bored waiting for her and walked off? What if he thought that she abandoned him? What if he was waiting and decided that she was no longer worth it?

Of course, once her mind started to wander, she would shake off the thoughts, telling herself: 'Levi wouldn't do that, he loves you, he wouldn't think that.' But eventually, the what ifs became too strong, and Cath couldn't concentrate on her writing anyway, so she decided to wait outside.

Exactly thirty minutes later, Cath was daydreaming about Simon and Baz, when she heard the familiar voice that never failed to put a smile on her face.

"Cather!" For some reason, perhaps because she was so happy, Cath decided to run to Levi. He was standing there, grinning, as she stood up and began to run over to him. He looked surprised, but opened his arms wide. Once she reached him though, she couldn't stand for a second longer, and collapsed onto the grass in front of him, sucking in air. The happy smile turned into a concerned look as Levi stood looking down on her.

"Cather?" Levi asked. "Are you alright?" Cath ignored him and continued to gasp like a dying fish. 'No more running. Ever.' She mentally vowed.

"Cather. It isn't okay that you ran—what? A block or so, and you can't breathe. I personally, think it is my job as your boyfriend to keep you in shape." Cath, who had finally caught her breath, and was sitting up, whispered a horrified "No."

"Yes," Levi answered grimly, sitting down next to her. "You have to, Cath! You have to admit that that isn't healthy."

"Well . . ."

"I'm getting you in shape if it kills me," Levi said, determined. In fact, Cath probably would have commented on how cute he looked if she wasn't so scared of his sincerity.

"It's not you I'm worried about," Cath muttered, looking down at her hands. Levi tilted her face up with one hand, holding her chin. Cath looked up hopefully, thinking that he might have changed his mind.

"I'll come to your house three times a week to go running," he said, dashing her hopes. He let go of her face, grabbing her hand and standing up, pulling her with him.

"I hate you Levi."

"Love you too, Cather."

Thank you to my beta, GeekGirl2468.

Please review, I'd love to know what you think. :)