[First Valentine's Date]

Sighing, Ronan ran her hand up her bare arm as she stared awkwardly at the empty chair across from her. She should have known that he would stand her up. Seriously, why would the hottest boy in her year be interested in her for anyway? He was probably out with the head cheerleader having a jolly old time while she was sat here with a glass of pop and the sympathetic looks of other couples around her.

The worst bit was she would have to walk into her Dads and explain that they were right. He had been a jerk; a complete waste of her time; and probably just trying to use her.

Deciding enough was enough, she started to fumble in her handbag for her purse as she started to rise. Suddenly she was affronted by a strong smelling but yet familiar scent of aftershave as a hand pressed against the small of her back. Whipping round, she found herself staring into the face of the one guy she never thought she would run into here; Jamie.

Jamie was the only son of her Dad Stuart's best friend, her Uncle Robbie, and the two had never seen eye to eye. He had despised how she had clung to him as a child; how she had pronounced his name Jay-Jay; and had been jealous of how everyone had doted on her. She had disliked how he was a bully to her; how he was normal with his Mother and the way his brain worked; and more importantly, she hated that he hated her.

"Baby, I'm so sorry I'm late. I tried to get out of work as fast as I could. Then; can you believe it; my phone battery went and died on me. I tell you, complete nightmare!" He lied smoothly as he helped her back into her chair. "I'm glad you didn't completely lose faith in me."

"What the hell are you doing here?" She hissed as she watched him unfold his napkin, his other hand reaching out for a breadstick as if it was perfectly natural for him to be here.

"Our Dads asked me to look out for you," he simply said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Their little girl is finally going on a date. Hell, it took you long enough. I mean, you are now seventeen."

"Fuck you," she snapped throwing her napkin down on the table, dragging her chair out and letting it fall to the floor with a clatter. "I didn't get all dressed up tonight to be insulted by a petulant prick that's always disliked me." And with that parting shot, she turned and stalked out of the restaurant forgetting to pay for her drink. Heck, he could do it. It was the least he could do after insulting her.

The sad thing was Ronan knew that he was right. This was her first date and she was seventeen years old. Most of her friends as well as the other girls in school had been dating since year eight and had probably lost their virginity too. Ronan had never wanted to date. She had focused on catching up due to her disabilities.

"Ronan," she heard him shouting, "Ronan. Stop running away. Our Dads will have my balls if anything happens to you because I've upset you."

Whipping round, she stopped dead in the street causing him to come to a halt a couple of steps behind her too. "God, you're twenty two, Jamie. Why don't you start standing up for yourself and maybe not do their bidding?"

She was stunned to see that her words had an effect on him as he sheepishly rubbed at the back of his neck. "I wanted to be here tonight, Ronan."

"What? Why? Where's the pretty girl that has had your attention the last week?"

"She wasn't special enough to spend Valentine's Day with, Ronan." He said taking another step closer as he looked at her. "Do you want to know how I felt when Dad told me that you had your first date tonight?"

"Relieved that I wasn't a nun?"

"Jealous," Jamie whispered ignoring her comment. "For so long, you've been that annoying little girl that I couldn't stand then one day it was different. I noticed you were this pretty thing that had stopped bothering me. You couldn't care if I lived or died any more. And then suddenly you were ready to be going on dates..."

"Jamie..."

"I was hoping the dude would turn up tonight and be a complete asshole so that I could kick his head in for even thinking about hurt something as precious as..." His sentence ended with Ronan shyly pressing her lips against his, her hands tightening into fists around the material of his tee shirt as she clung to him desperately.

"Jamie, I'm sorry I was an ass back there in the restaurant. I just didn't like the idea of you mocking me for having been stood up on Valentine's Day." She whispered as she broke away from him, her gaze remaining on her fists rather than his face.

"Hey," he said tilting her face up, "you being stood up made this happen so let's not fret. How about I take you back in there and we have a real Valentine's date?"

"Can we not just go to a diner or something? I actually didn't like anything on the menu..." She asked awkwardly and Jamie just laughed as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, a kiss being pressed to her temple as he promised her that anything was perfect for him as long as he was with her.

Walking arm in arm, the two had matching smiles as they discussed which diner had the best and greasiest food for them to enjoy on their first Valentine's Day together.

AUTHORS NOTE:

So this is a nothing piece of fluff that came at me from nowhere. Each Chapter is going to be our individual couples at different stages of Valentine's Day. So next chapter will be Matt and Karen (for the lovely Lee!).