Florian touches a finger against his rib and winces. "It might be broken. If we have a bandage, I can wrap it around me, there is no point in seeing a doctor for this, they will only do the same." He rolls his shirt back down and adjusts himself, but he couldn't help but to smile at the way Adele cared. He had never let anyone close enough to care before, and he knew he felt the same about her. He didn't know what he'd have done if it was she who was hurt. When he sees the panic in her face, he laughs a little. "Awwwww, mon cherie! Have no fear. It was a joke. I have no intention of leaving you at all." He kisses her gently, holding her against him when she puts her head on his shoulder. He could barely believe how much she meant to him, something that would have scared him shitless months ago, but now he enjoyed it. "Same here, beautiful. I could not lose someone...not someone I love." He closes his eyes tight after he says it, almost wincing.

Florian shakes his head a little and takes a deep breath. "My lungs feel ok," he says with a little laugh. He kisses her on the cheek. "You worry too much, cherie. It is sweet, but you will make yourself sick. Please...I am fine," he says, stroking her arm gently. When he feels her relax, Florian feels a little better, knowing that the stalker won't be back in the immediate future. He rests his head against Adele's and relaxes into her, just enjoying being with her like this, safe again. He smiles, an expression which quickly disappears when she opens her eyes and looks straight at him. Florian feels himself panic for a second, before his brain - for some reason he cannot fathom - tells him it's actually ok. He sighs a little. "Yeah....oui." he says with the smallest nod. "I am sorry." He shrugs a little, trying to appear nonchalant and not too nerdy.

Florian nods slowly, the idea of Adele's father being upset due to something related to him making him panic a little. "He will definitely hate me then, non? God that would be awful. 'Excuse me sir, your daughter has never been in danger or ill before, but within 5 minutes of me being here, she's been attacked and is ill with stress." He laughs, but secretly he was terrified of Adele's dad hating him. When Adele replies that she loves him too, Florian feels a brand new feeling in his chest. He never knew words from another person could make him feel so happy, so elated, so perfect. He closes his eyes and kisses her gently with one hand softly on her cheek, the other holding her hand as their lips meet. "You do?" He whispers with a little smile on his face.

Florian relaxes when he hears about how her father will be kind for Adele's sake at least. He had feared being rejected, and he wanted to make a good impression. "Your father sounds like a lovely caring man. He will want to know that I am taking good care of his little girl, non?" He smiles at her and they kiss again, Florian ignoring the pain in his chest, purely focused on the spark between them. He always told himself that to love was to be vulnerable. He felt now like his heart was in Adele's hands, but he wasnt worried, and he had rarely been happier. "I am onelucky lucky man to have the love of such an amazing and beautiful woman. I love you too. I love you so much."

Florian smiles and nods. "I promised you I would not let anyone hurt you, Cherie. I meant that promise." He hugs her, shivering when she mentions the attacker. "When you went in the bus and came back, I was laying there thinking 'oh god no....please not my Adele.' I was so afraid you'd get hurt and I felt helpless." He hugs Adele, not wanting to let her go. "If I did go back to Paris for real, it would be the biggest mistake I ever made. I may be a fool, but even I am not so stupid to do that." He pulls her in for a gentle kiss and then lays his head against her's feeling much calmer now. "I...never told a girl that I loved her before," he admits suddenly. "This is...the first time I have loved."

Florian chuckles a little and then nods. He knew that it was strange in some people's eyes to never have loved despite being in his mid 20s, but a mixture of his refusal to let someone get too close to him and never having met the right girl before now had left him in that position. "Oui. It is true. I never even felt like I loved someone. And now I do it is the most magical and wonderful feeling on earth. I could not have fallen in love with someone more perfect for me." He strokes her arm softly.

Florian sits up a little when Adele starts to cry, worried at first that he has said something wrong. When he realises the truth, though, he smiles and laughs a little, holding her close to him and rubbing her back. "Making you happy like this is all I could ever ask for." He wipes her tears gently with his thumb as he sits with her in his arms, a few people on the sidewalk looking at them and wondering if Adele is upset. He kisses her cheek and stands up, holding Adele so her legs are around his waist. "I love you too...more than anyone could ever express. You think Destinee will be happy about this?" he says with a little laugh.

Florian laughs. "Fuck her? I think I would rather fuck you," he says jokingly. "I'm sure she will be very happy for us. If she is not then no matter. All I know is we are happy." He smiles at her and gives her a long and gentle kiss . He couldn't believe how great it felt to get this all out in the open and be in love with someone for the first time. "You know I was scared to tell you in case you thought I was moving too fast. I was afraid I'd lose you."

Florian laughs at the way they're both afraid of losing each other. "We are quite the pair, Adele. We should make a pact then, OK? No one loses anyone, deal?" He chuckles and holds his pinkie out. "It is the same for me. No one has ever made me feel so safe. With you I feel like I do not have to hide anything about me. Like i can be Florian and truly Florian. I have never been able to do this with any other girl. " He holds her close, never wanting to part from Adele. "You are beautiful. You are the most beautiful girl in the world."

"Yes. I like him too. It is very liberating to be able to be myself and not be scared." He looks around and notices the way people are looking at them, pressed up against each other. "Oui, Cherie. Let us go back in for a bit of....privacy." He chuckles and walks to the bus, still holding her against him. Once inside, he locked the door and grinned at her. "Much better, oui?"