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granger said: "Stephan bit his lip as he waslked with her. He was so nervous. He started to walk slower now. he smiled at her, "How's things going?" he asked. Oh man he was stupid. He took her out to ask her this? Really? Absent mindedly, the thumb of his hand stroke her hand. he then looked up to the sky. "Are you cold?" he asked afterwards. Maybe this wasnt such a great idea. "

She rubbed the sides of her arms, as she flicked her head up to look up at him before stating, "A bit," she noticed he was worrying and she placed a hand against his shoulder before assuring him, "But don't worry about it." She awkwardly placed a hand on the back of her neck as she removed her hand off of him before asking, "Soooooo, what did you want to talk about?"

Stephan had already slipped his jacket off and placed it on her shoulders letting it sit. It was cheesy... He shrugged. "Stuff..." he said then cursed himself for saying that. He remembered the night they were together at her house then his sister had to ruin it...Something could have happened, would have happened. He stopped walking and looked at her. "Resse you look beautiful," he said once more but a little more confindently. "You always do," he added. He bit his lip. Was he going too far?

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Reese felt like like she was in a cheesy movie, and in all honesty, it was killing her. She was smiling so brightly, that it almost scared herself, she felt a soft blush creep upon her cheeks as she glanced down at the ground before thanking him, "Thanks, Stephan. You sure you won't be cold?" She continued to walk by him until he stopped, abruptly. She didn't notice till he heard his voice speak up, confidently. She was almost taken back by his because he was generally more awkward. He head flung up to meet his gaze as her blush darkened as he continued, "T-t-thank," she flustered. It was strange because she wasn't used to being the fluster one.

He smiled. He turned to face her and held her hand. "Reese this is too soon i know but i cant stop thinking about you" he said it all of a sudden it even suprised him. He leaned in and gave her a sweet light kiss on the cheek. His cheeks began to burn. He didnt feel cold at all. She was the greatest thing that happened to him. She was his world.

Reese was taken back by his action. Feeling his warm lips against her cheeks, made her heart flutter. Her eyes flickered over to meet his with a soft flustered smile, "It isn't too soon." Her eyes flickered down to his lips, and was quickly reminded to what was going to occur the night before. She subconsciously found herself leaning towards his perfect lips.

Everything was blurred out. He heard nothing saw nothing but her. It was all about Reese. His heart beat against his chest. He too leaned in his eyes fluttering closed. When did he ever have a kiss? When had he ever been kissed. All he did was be nice and block people out of his life. He cupped her cheek as his lips met hers. He kissed her lightly, carefully, sweetly. His fingers burned against her cheek. It was warm. He couldnt stop. Even if he wanted to he couldnt.

Reese wrapped her petite pale arms around his neck, oddly enough she thought of Damien. Not that she didn't want to kiss Stephan, hell she wanted to do way more than just kiss the boy, but there he was in the back of her mind. She had feelings for Stephan, yeah, but she also had feelings for Damien. She knew that her feels for Damien were suppose to non-existence, so she tried to brush them as side. She kissed him softly, he was gentle with her. Which was something she wasn't used to. Guys never stopped to just kiss slow and sweetly. Tyson and Ashton were both all hungry for more, but she could sense that Stephan cared for the kiss, the same way she did. His lips sent shrives down her spine, and sent shock through out her body. She had kissed her fair share of people, more than she'd like to admit, but they had never felt this way. She pulled him closer.

Stephan's cheeks burned. This was unbelievable like it was like a dream. His hand slowly moved down her cheek and around her waist. He started to deepen into it. He was kissing her it still felt unbelievable! Oh man his stomach flipped over and over his heart racing. He pulled away only for a little moment his forehead against hers his hand rested on her cheek once more. "Im scared..." He whispered. "Im scared that this is a dream and when i wake up you'd be gone..." He said. She was so close to him her could see the little specks of colour in her eyes.

Reese made a grunt of protest, when his lips removed themselves from there rightful spot, on hers. Her eyes flickered up to meet his bright blues ones, as her forehead was against his. She was shocked by what he had to say next. Did he really like her that much? She was glad to be in a position where the guy liked her as much as she liked him. She let her hand trace the outline of his defined cheekbone before stating, "I'm not going to leave you." But I can't promise, you won't leave me, she thought to herself, as a soft frown formed on her lips.

Stephan couldn't help the smile. She wasnt going to leave him. Her finger sent shocks as she touched him. He slightly tilted his head and kissed her again. His fingers laced through her curly hair. All of a sudden he stopped and chuckled. He put his hand down and placed it on her waist again. " did i ruin your hair?" He asked a silly smile on his face. Were they together now? Were they dating? Was it only about them and no one else like it is in novels and films? Was this real?

(view spoiler)[( casually late to remembering Nada's suggestion for Damien to come in oops orz ) (hide spoiler)]

After escaping the suffocating atmosphere of the ballroom, Damien found himself outside and somehow towards the garden area. Not being one all that fond of flowers, the urge to turn right back around was a strong-- But the desire not to be repeatedly slammed in the face by his own vile emotions came out as champion. Slipping his mask up so it rested atop his head, he was searching in his pants pocket for his cigarettes when he caught the faint sound of voices. "Guess I wasn't the only one that wanted outta there," he muttered into the wind just as he successfully retrieved a cancer stick from the pack. Walking further into the garden, lighter out and in the process of trying to beat the wind, Damien had to pause. The voices. The closer he drew the more familiar they became. "Shit--" He hadn't actually meant to say it aloud, and he hadn't meant to actually catch sight of the scene. But since when had Damien ever actually had good luck?

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(view spoiler)[ omfg the drama. im crying. its okay bae ;) (hide spoiler)]

Reese grinned up at Stephan, as she gave him another quick peck, before shaking her head, and wound a piece of her hair between her fingers, "It's fine," she giggled softly with a soft blush, "It was worth it." She enjoyed his company, and his innocence just made her die on the inside, not to mention his eyes were breath taking. She was loosing herself in them when she heard a familiar voice. Her body quickly tensed. She knew who it was, and she didn't want it to be him. She couldn't ever just once have Damian off her mind, even for a second, because someone how he found his way back. She let go of Stephan's face, and her head quickly moved over to the direction of the voice. Oddly, she didn't want him to see her with Stephan. Right when she thought that he had finally left her mind, here we was, looking as hot as per usual. She wanted to kill him for two reasons. First, having bad timing, and second, looking too good in the freaking suit. "Damien," she said, awkwardly as she wrapped her arms around herself, blushing darkly.

Stephan smiled down at her but the moment was soon over. As she saw Damien she let go of him. Stephan bit his lip and blushed deeply. He looked at her and at him. She looked like she was guilty or something. He sighed. He knew it. Did the two of them have something in between or something that happened he did not know. He turned to the two. "Sorry," he muttered and walked away. He was stopped by his sister Finn. "Hey what are you doing out?!" She asked him. "Nothing," he shrugged and walked away with his sister who was ranting about something. He didnt know how he should feel or what he should do. Did she kiss him for the sake of it? He sighed. Maybe it wasnt right for him to

Okay so, apparently coming to the homecoming dance in general was just proving to be a horrendous idea all together. Yes, it was awesome to be able to play for the entire school; most of the venues Damien's band were booked in were hard to get into. And yes, it was always fun to show off your best looks even in a room filled with expensively dressed peers. But this was all just ridiculous. Damien knew in some small part of his consciousness that he should feel bad that Stephan ran off-- Should. But how often did the boy actually do or feel what he should? So, there he stood with the unlit cigarette still hanging from his lips; eyes roaming the garden in hopes of avoiding looking at Reese directly. Right cause clearly this night couldn't get any worse... Taking a deep breath, he kept his gaze casually focused off to the right before speaking up. "Sorry if I interrupted somethin'," he offered with a humourless bit of laughter. "Was just lookin' for somewhere to chill until the next part of the set. I'll take off so your uh...boyfriend was it? can come back."

Reese stood there in utter shock. If Stephan did truly like her then way did he run away. Why say 'sorry'? She would like to believe that he meant 'sorry' to Damien but that didn't make any sense. She took is as a 'sorry' for kissing her. And only to top it all of Damien was here to witness her rejection. She awkwardly wrapped her arms around herself as she her green eyes appeared towards the ground. Her luck with boys was just horrible. She wanted to run after Stephan, but she knew that it was just show that she was desperate. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to calm her emotions. She knew that she shouldn't of told him how she felt, she somehow managed to scare him off. Damien started talking, and her eyes instantly flickered up to meet his gaze, "Not my boyfriend. And by the looks of it. Probably isn't talking to me anytime soon." Her gaze than shifted down to his hands, where she saw the cigarette packet. She was strongly against them, but it wasn’t like she had never smoked them before. She just hadn’t in recent years. She held her hand out as she asked, “Can I have one?”